After the marriage, the cousin was spoiled by the whole family of the Marquis's Mansion

Chapter 55 Make a friend
Rong Peilan lay in the room for most of the day and finally couldn't help but go out for a walk.

Xiangguo Temple was built by order of His Majesty ten years ago. It was built by royal craftsmen and is of a grand scale. Even the imperial palace cannot compare to its splendor.

The front hall was filled with incense. Even though the sun was setting, there were still many people going up the mountain to burn incense.

At this time, a monk was giving a lecture in the back hall. Zhong met her acquaintance Pei, and the two agreed to listen to the lecture together.

There is also an Arhat Hall next to the main hall, where the Eighteen Arhats and Guanyin are enshrined.

Diagonally behind the main hall is the vegetarian room. In addition to the monks and pilgrims staying here who eat, there are also pilgrims who come specifically to eat vegetarian meals.

There is a small hall behind the main hall, where seven or eight young monks are meditating and chanting.

A young master who was about five years old and sitting at the back couldn't help twisting and turning. When he turned his head, he saw Rong Peilan. Not only did he not sit properly, he even stuck out his tongue at her mischievously.

Rong Peilan couldn't help laughing and pointed at the scripture in his hand, indicating that he was holding it upside down.

The young master then realized that the book he had been holding for so long was upside down.

"Sankong!"

The roar made Master Sankong shudder, and then he immediately smiled ingratiatingly, "Uncle San, don't be angry, Master said that we should stop being irritable!"

The master chef who was passing by saw the little monk slacking off again and almost rushed up to him and twisted his ears.

Rong Peilan found it funny. "This child is smart and cute. It's a pity that he can't grow up in an ordinary family. He has to suffer the hardship of this secluded cultivation at such a young age."

Haitang sighed, "If they couldn't support the child, who would be willing to send the child to the temple?"

Sankong was eventually called by the master chef to stand in a fixed position as punishment. When he passed by Rong Peilan, he stuck out his tongue at her again.

Beyond the small hall are the monks’ chambers and training rooms.

Behind this side is the red maple forest which is popular with tourists. Now many tourists are coming out of the forest.

Some clever little girls even picked up some fallen leaves and made them into hair crowns to wear on their heads.

The fiery red color instantly makes the eyes bright and beautiful.

Haitang pointed to a small wooden sign at the intersection and said, "Look, Madam, there really is something the princess mentioned."

The familiar handwriting made Rong Peilan's fingers tremble.

That big hand once wrapped around her small hand, patiently guiding her to draw horizontal lines over and over again. Every dot and stroke was so full of affection that it jumped out on the paper.

Only when she got closer did she realize that the word was both similar and not similar.

Deliberate imitation, but not quite reaching the spirit.

"Huh?" Haitang exclaimed, "Young Madam, this character is somewhat similar to yours."

Rong Peilan pulled the corner of her lip, "Maybe I am just like the eldest princess, imitating the handwriting of some calligraphy master."

The tourists in the maple forest gradually walked out.

The autumn wind rustled the leaves in the woods, and red maple leaves left the treetops and slowly floated down.

The ground was as soft as a red carpet.

Standing on a platform extending out from a huge rock, you can overlook the entire Xiangguo Temple.

The mountain breeze blew Rong Peilan's skirt.

She gathered the cloak around her, her slender fingers tightly grasping the straps of the cloak.

Here, you seem to be able to see the winding path on the side of the mountain, with a steep mountain wall on one side and a thousand-foot cliff on the other.

The road was so narrow that it seemed almost impossible for a carriage to pass through.

Why did the pregnant mother and the frail scholar father take such a steep mountain road?

"Mrs. Ji."

A young female voice sounded behind him. Rong Peilan turned around and recognized at a glance that this was her opponent on the polo field that day, Miss Ruan Er.

"Miss Ruan Er." Rong Peilan walked down the boulder.

Ruan Xianglian was no longer as high-spirited as when she played polo. She looked a little more demure and not as dazzling as before.

Behind her followed a little maid, the same maid who had invited her for tea last time.

"Is Madam Ji here to pray to the Buddha as well?" Ruan Xianglian no longer had the arrogance she had before, and her whole person looked a bit dull.

Rong Peilan looked at her and pursed her lips. "Praying to Buddha is just to seek peace of mind. The scenery of Xiangguo Temple is nice. It's also nice to see the scenery."

Ruan Xianglian lowered her eyes slightly, "Yes, I just want to find peace of mind."

As she spoke, she raised her head and smiled, "Mrs. Ji, I didn't mean to target you on purpose that day at the polo game."

"I will always remember that when I was eight years old, a big brother came down from the sky and saved me from Yazi. He has been my light ever since, no matter what others say about him being a dandy boy."

She looked at Rong Peilan and smiled bitterly, "When I learned that he was going to get married, I was actually very excited because I have never disliked him."

"But I didn't expect that the wife of Xinling Hou would finally choose the girl from the Jijiu family."

Rong Peilan raised the corners of her lips slightly, "I didn't expect that either."

Ruan Xianglian, "Now I have let it go, but I haven't said thank you to the prince yet. I would like to trouble Madam Ji to say it for me."

Rong Peilan heard the voice-over in her words, "Doesn't the prince know that he once saved you?"

Ruan Xianglian shook her head, "He doesn't know. Maybe he doesn't even remember such a small thing."

As she said this, she looked at Rong Peilan and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Have you realized that I am actually being sentimental?"

Rong Peilan shook his head, "No, it's just the feeling of being attracted to a heroic boy when I was young."

She said it so casually, as if this was not her husband but someone else's husband.

She added, "After all, no one would be attracted to a person who is full of fat and fat."

Ruan Xianglian laughed, "Mrs. Ji is unexpectedly open-minded."

"My father once said that life is only a few decades long. If you don't live with an open mind, your life will be wasted."

Ruan Xianglian suddenly blinked, "Then Madam Ji, isn't she afraid that I will snatch the prince away?"

Hearing her words, Rong Peilan smiled and said, "You won't."

"Miss Ruan is such a proud person, how could she be interested in taking food from others' mouths?"

Ruan Xianglian laughed, "You know me better than my mother."

Rong Peilan immediately thought of the day when Liu Qiwei spoke without thinking during the polo game.

If their affair hadn't caused such a big fuss and spread so widely, I wonder what kind of situation Miss Ruan would have encountered because of Liu Qiwei's nonsense.

Rong Peilan could only whisper, "God will punish the wicked, Miss Ruan, just relax."

The evening autumn breeze blew across the two young faces, and for a moment, a sense of mutual understanding slowly spread between them.

Ruan Xianglian raised the corners of her lips and smiled, "Mrs. Ji, thank you."

Rong Peilan said softly, "Why thank me? If you are bored, you can come to my room to find me."

The warm autumn sun was setting in the west, shining on her body as if it had been coated with a layer of golden light. Ruan Xianglian's heart felt warm as if it had melted.

On the way back, Rong Peilan recalled all the things that had happened in the past few days. Ruan Xianglian was disrespectful first, and although they met by chance today, she said such words on purpose.

Rong Peilan looked at the leaves that were about to fall from the treetops not far away. She was not a sociable person, but there were undercurrents in Yanjing right now, and it was better to have more friends than more enemies.

Although the Ruan family does not hold important positions in the court, they are truly close ministers to the emperor. Taifu Ruan almost grew up with Your Majesty, and always has more face than others in front of Your Majesty.

(End of this chapter)