"Sister, I'm eating so much..."

After using vegetarian food, Fan Yichu and Su Jinxin came to the wing room in the south courtyard. As soon as Fan Yichu's tender childish voice fell, Su Jinyan, who was originally leaning against the window to enjoy the scenery, closed the window with a slam, which scared Fan Yichu, Su Jinxin and others.

"Female fatale!" Fan Yichu deliberately shouted in front of Su Jinyan's window.

"You." Su Jinxin pointed at Fan Fan's forehead with his slender fingers and pulled him away.

It was approaching, and in the quiet courtyard, you could hear the sound of bells and drums not far away. The monks in Lingyin Temple were doing evening classes and chanting scriptures, with endless Sanskrit sounds.

Su Jinyan occupied the best room alone, and Su Jinxin and Fan Yichu could only live in the room near the corner.

The temple's wing rooms are simple, so they look particularly spacious. There are beds and tables. There are several scriptures on the table, complete with pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and a landscape picture is hung on the wall to calm down to cultivate oneself.

Fan Yichu was born active, so he paced back and forth in the wing room for two times, and then ran out quietly. Su Jinxin couldn't stop him, so he could only remind him to come back soon.

He reached out and brushed off the table, spotless. Obviously, someone came to clean it every day. When he was free, Su Jinxin simply turned on the "Great and Broad Enlightenment Sutra" on the table. The first sentence that caught his eye, "All worlds are always born and die, there are no things before and after, gathering and dispersing, and the thoughts are continuous, cycled, and many choices are all reincarnation."

When I closed my eyes and recited, I realized that my worries and irritability over the past few days have gradually calmed down.

The sky is dark and the moon is cold outside the window.

Qiaolan supported her chin with one hand, feeling a little drowsy.

"Qiaolan, Qiaolan..." After a while, Su Jinxin put down the scriptures, walked over, and pushed her.

"Miss Two," Qiaolan said in a daze, sleepy manner, "I will make your bed and serve you to sleep."

Qiaolan, a girl, even when she was sleeping, wanted to serve her. Su Jin couldn't help but smile, "Don't be busy for now, I won't sleep." She looked up at the door and said worriedly, "Fan Fan, this little bastard, is so late, I don't know how to come back. Wait a moment, I will have to peel his skin and break his legs, so that this brat wouldn't stay away from running all day long, and cause trouble for me sooner or later."

"Miss II, you can bear it." Qiaolan laughed and was half asleep. Her second lady definitely felt pain in her heart to Mr. Fan. Sometimes Mr. Fan fell asleep at night, and the second lady was worried and had to go there in person to cover him with a blanket. Alas, it's a pity that the eldest young master is poor and goes there early. Although the second lady doesn't say anything on weekdays, she stares at Mr. Fan's face every night. After sitting for a long time, she knows that the second lady can't let go of the eldest young master, and even more so can't let go of the eldest young master's death.

The man in the mansion is no longer in charge, and the wife is crazy again. The entire Su family is now supported by the second lady. In fact, if the second lady is very cruel, she doesn't have to deal with the mess in the mansion. But the second lady smiled and said: With her here, he will definitely come back one day.

Who is the second lady guarding the Su family? Sometimes she really wants to ask the second lady, but she swallows it back when she says this, because when the second lady says this, she always looks dazed and smiles bitterly. Even when she sees it, she feels distressed.

The second lady was too thoughtful and too difficult to guess. She had been with the second lady for so long, but she could never guess what the second lady was thinking. If she said she liked Mr. Yun, but the Yun family's betrothal gift was sent to the Su family, the second lady did not feel any joy at all. But if she said she didn't like it, when she heard Mr. Yun took Miss Zheng as her concubine, she looked lonely in her eyes.

"Miss. Second Miss, it's cold outside. Don't go out. I'd better go find Mr. Fan." Seeing Su Jinxin walking towards the door, Qiaolan hurriedly came back to her senses and hurriedly stopped her. It was cold and dark outside. It was snowing, and the snow had not melted, and the road was not easy to walk. Second Miss was always afraid of the cold. Charcoal fires burned in the temple's wing room. Second Miss was still trembling with cold just now. If she went out, wouldn't she get caught in the wind and cold?

"Then you bring a few more people to find him." Su Jin thought to himself. After all, this place was Lingyin Temple, and no one dared to commit crimes here, so he asked Qiaolan to call all the servants brought by the Su family and go to find Fan Fan together.

"Yes, Miss Second." Qiaolan took the lantern and hurried out of the door.

After Qiaolan left, Su Jinxin returned to the table and flipped through the scriptures for a while.

No, although Fan Fan is a scheming person and likes to cause trouble, he is very sensible in his work. It’s past the third day of the day. There is no reason why he doesn’t know to come back. Besides, no matter how big Lingyin Temple is, it is not as wide as the Yunqi bamboo path formation on Wuyun Mountain. It is vast and vast. With Fan Fan’s intelligence, how could he get lost? Su Jinxin seemed to have thought of something, so he quickly put down the scriptures in his hand and walked out of the door.

Very cold.

As soon as he left the door of the room, a gust of night wind blew, and Su Jinxin wrapped the fox fur tightly on her body and curled up into a ball.

It's late at night and it's dark and light-free.

Su Jinxin took a few steps and looked up and saw that the lights in the room where the concubine Su Jinyan lived had been extinguished, and the area was dark and quiet.

Qiaolan has been there for so long and has no news. Will something happen? Su Jin was anxious and ignored everything. He picked up the lantern and walked out of the courtyard in the south.

It has been snowing these days, and Su Jinxin took a lantern and saw the footprints on the snow, which were deep and shallow, big and small. Because she personally asked about Fan Fan’s daily life and diet these days, she naturally knew how big the shoes Fan Fan wore. Following the footprints, Su Jinxin looked over, but the more she walked, the deeper the doubts in her heart. Why is Fan Fan’s footprints alone? Moreover, Fan Fan’s walking is not so regular, unless she has to walk carefully when she plays Yier.

"Su Tianyi, you little bastard, where are you?" Even though he was confused, Su Jinxin still walked all the way, calling Fan Yichu all the way. Because it was in Lingyin Temple, Su Jinxin did not dare to call Fan Yichu's real name, for fear that someone who was interested would hear it and reveal Fan Fan's identity.

"Stop looking for it, go back!"

As soon as he left the back door of Lingyin Temple, he went down the stone steps and took a few steps. Su Jinxin's white wrist was pulled by someone. At that moment, the lantern held in his hand fell to the ground and the candle fire went out.

This sound...

Su Jinxin was stunned and suddenly turned around, but saw the man wearing a black cloak looking at her with a worried look on his face. A few strands of untied long hair scattered, and the wind tightly pressed against his charming face. His eyes became more and more charming in the darkness, seductive, but his handsome face was a little pale.

"Gu Xiaoliu."
Chapter completed!