The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 976 Back View Painting

“Your rationality is quite similar to that of your thirteenth aunt.” The Meng Shisan that Cui Yu knew was beautiful, dashing, carefree, and bold, yet also cautious.

He remembered a phrase she often said: "I never do anything without being sure of success."

“If you don’t do things you’re not sure about, you’ll find that you’ll avoid a lot of trouble.” Meng Shisan then thought of the four words Ma Ji had said to Cui Yu last night. “Although the saying ‘deep affection is short-lived’ may not be entirely accurate, the fact that this idiom exists means it has its reasons for existing.”

Cui Yu had been hearing others advise him to give up on the person he loved for over a decade, and he had ignored all the advice. However, he had to take Meng Shisan's words seriously: "Did your thirteenth aunt mention this in her letter to you?"

Meng Shisan countered, "Are you asking if my Aunt Shisan also wants you to give her up?"

Without waiting for his reply, she answered on her own: "Yes."

In fact, this was not the first time Cui Yu had heard this answer, but he still insisted on his own opinion: "When I see Thirteen, I still want to ask her in person."

"Then you'll give up once she rejects you to your face?" Meng Shisan seemed to be confirming.

Cui Yu paused for a moment, then said, "...Yes."

Meng Shisan nodded: "There is a chance."

"There's a chance?" Cui Yu paused for a moment, then asked excitedly, "You previously said that your thirteenth aunt wasn't sure if she would come to the capital. Now you're sure?"

Meng Shisan stared intently at Cui Yu, whose stubbornness made her reluctant to speak of him anymore, before finally nodding after a long while.

She didn't want Meng Shisan to appear in the capital again because of Cui Yu's unwanted romantic entanglements. Now she wants Meng Shisan to come to the capital because of Cui Yu, this infatuated lover who is giving her a headache.

"When will you come?" Cui Yu asked impatiently.

"I don't know." Meng Shisan had just had this thought, but hadn't made any detailed plans yet. "Aunt Shisan is capricious; we can't say when she'll come."

Cui Yu agreed: "Yes, Thirteen has always been impulsive. When he's happy, he can just leave, and when he's unhappy, he can disappear for several days. If you receive any news, you must let me know as soon as possible."

"What benefits do I get?" Meng Shisan had no obligation to inform Cui Yu of her whereabouts immediately, but she had the right to receive corresponding compensation from Cui Yu for this obligation.

"I'll give you whatever you want, as long as I can do it... No! As long as I can see Thirteen one more time, even if I can't do it, I will definitely find a way to do it!" Cui Yu has waited for nearly twenty years, and now he is almost forty years old. He doesn't have time to wait another twenty years.

Therefore, he would seize any opportunity he had.

This wasn't the first time Meng Shisan had heard Cui Yu make such a promise. Before, when she heard it, she hadn't truly taken it to heart. But now, hearing it again, she had to admit that if she hadn't been forced to become Meng Liangchen, she probably wouldn't have known until Cui Yu turned into a pile of bones a hundred years later that among the mortal friends she casually made when she entered the world, there was one who had wasted her life because of her, spending her entire life waiting to see her again and demand an answer from her face that she would definitely refuse.

She said slowly, "I was just joking. If Aunt Thirteen comes to the capital, I will inform Seventh Young Master Cui immediately, without him giving me any benefits."

Upon hearing this, Cui Yu's excitement gradually subsided, and he slowly regained his usual gentle and composed demeanor: "Thank you."

“From the first time I approached you for help, until today, you personally led so many people up the mountain to protect me. Regardless of whose orders you were on, just the fact that you rushed over to stop me and inform me of my actions because you were afraid I would cross this fence and cause trouble, makes you worthy of my sincere gratitude,” Meng Shisan said honestly. “Mutual help is appreciated, no need for thanks.”

In the end, she didn't hear anything specifically bad.

But having nothing to do, she was curious and wanted to know more. Cui Yu thought she would listen too, so the two of them went together to Nianying's meditation room to ask about the ins and outs of the rumors about the marriage tree.

Nianying's meditation room was not far from the main hall courtyard. A long corridor led through a small courtyard to Nianying's meditation room. Nianying rarely saw worshippers, but upon hearing that they were the grandson of the Heavenly Official and the Cui family of Qinghe, she asked the young nun to invite them inside for a chat.

On the way to Nianying Zen Room, led by the young Taoist nun, Meng Shisan and Cui Yu were fine and kept their composure, but Baozhu couldn't hold back her words: "It really is as rumored, the abbot of the Taoist temple is someone that ordinary people can't see."

Hearing this, the young nun could hear it, but she only glanced back at Baozhu before smiling and replying, "The abbot is busy every day, and there are many worshippers who want to see him. If he were to see every worshipper, he would probably be so busy that he wouldn't even have time to do his morning prayers. In this situation, the abbot can only establish rules for receiving worshippers to avoid things going in the wrong order."

The young nun was of ordinary appearance, the kind of face that people would see but not remember. However, her words made Meng Shisan and Cui Yu remember her appearance.

Round face, arched eyebrows, small eyes, fleshy nose, thin lips, and a mole near the mouth indicating a love of food.

Seeing that the young Taoist nun had answered her, Baozhu continued to ask, "What are the rules?"

The young nun still smiled, but turned her head away and quietly continued leading the way.

They didn't answer.

Upon entering the meditation room, the first thing Meng Shisan saw was a kind and approachable face.

Nianying, who was over thirty, had a wealthy appearance, kind eyes and a smile on her face. Dressed in a Taoist robe, she stood by the door of the meditation room to greet the two: "Benefactor Meng, Benefactor Cui."

Meng Shisan: "Master."

Cui Yu: "Master."

"Please." Nianying stepped aside, inviting the two inside.

The meditation room was small, divided into inner and outer sections, with simple furnishings and ordinary decorations that showed no particular depth or significance. Only in the outer room, where guests sat, was there a painting on the white wall behind the main seat, the date of which was indiscernible.

A portrait.

A painting that only shows the back of the person in the picture.

The guest is the host.

Nianying did not sit in the main seat. After Meng Shisan and Cui Yu sat down in the armchairs to the left of the main seat, she sat down in the armchairs to the right of the main seat.

The young nun quickly brewed three bowls of tea and brought them up.

As she stepped back, she glanced at Baozhu and Huqiao, who were waiting on either side of the meditation room door, and invited them, "Would you two like to come with me for some tea?"

Hu Qiao remained silent, while Bao Zhu glanced into the meditation room.

The young nun spoke quite softly, and the meditation room was very quiet. Meng Shisan heard her and, receiving Baozhu's silent request for instructions, she nodded gently to Baozhu.

Baozhu immediately and happily agreed to the young Taoist nun: "Okay!"

Hu Qiao had no intention of going, and the young nun did not force him, so she left with Baozhu, leaving him alone to stand guard outside the meditation room.