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

Chapter 57 Honey Trap?
Ji Yunzhang walked out of the wing room lightly, and Wei Chi came to greet him, "Sir, there's a letter from His Highness."

"It's just as you expected. After Lord Tang released the Princess of the Western Jin Dynasty, she wandered around the south of the city for three days before being picked up by someone sent by Shaowu."

"Shaowu." Ji Yunzhang's eyes darkened slightly, "It's indeed him."

"Did you send someone to follow?"

"They have already spotted him. Shao Wu took him to his house."

Ji Yunzhang twisted his fingertips and said, "It's definitely not as simple as taking the person to his house. Let Gouzi be smarter. I want to see who it is that has been hiding so well for so many years."

"Yes."

After Wei Chi left, Zhong came with bird's nest soup. As soon as she saw Ji Yunzhang at the door, she came up and slapped him on the back of the head.

Ji Yunzhang looked at her in bewilderment, "Why did you hit me?!"

Zhong had already walked past him and was about to enter, but when she heard what he said, she turned around and slapped him again.

"You don't know why, you deserve a beating."

Prince Ji, "..."

Inside the house, Rong Peilan had not woken up yet, but her sleep was very uneasily. There was a vast white mist, and a man with loose hair and a paintbrush in his hand.

She couldn't see his face clearly, but she knew that was her father.

Dad showed her the painting, which was the mountain scenery of Xiangguo Temple.

She ran after him crying, "Dad!"

This road seemed endless. No matter how she ran, she could not touch the person in front of her.

When Mrs. Zhong heard the noise, she saw her daughter-in-law lying on the couch, sweating profusely and looking pale.

"Quick! Mother Zhou! Go call Master Huiquan!"

Zhong sat beside the couch and grabbed her hand. She was shocked because it was as cold as ice.

Ji Yunzhang rushed in. He was fine just before he went out, so why did he suddenly call Huiquan Master?

Mrs. Zhong rubbed her hands, her worries overflowing from her eyes, "Lan'er, wake up, mother asked the old sister to make bird's nest soup for you. Her family's chef is a master at making bird's nest soup."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but tears welling up in her eyes, and she raised her hand and slapped the unreliable boy again.

"I told you to run away! You didn't come back all night, and you're still so restless even at Xiangguo Temple! If there's anything wrong with Lan'er, don't come back to this house!"

Ji Yunzhang had a lot of grievances. There were many things he couldn't tell anyone, and the only people who knew the inside story were Wei Chi and his father.

Even the two Jin brothers and Xue San only had a vague understanding of the situation and thought that what he did was only for the Ji family.

"Madam, Master Huiquan is here!"

A thin young monk came in carrying a medicine box, "Amitabha."

Zhong quickly pushed Ji Yunzhang to make way, "Master Huiquan, please take a look."

Huiquan stretched out his fingers and touched Rong Peilan's forehead, then took her pulse.

After a moment, he stood up and said, "Donor, you are worried too much, it's nothing serious, I will give her an injection so that she can sleep peacefully first."

"The donor is pregnant, so you shouldn't worry. It's OK for an adult, but the fetus can't stand it."

Mrs. Zhong nodded. "This is probably Lan'er's first pregnancy. She is feeling a lot uncomfortable. Please give her acupuncture, Master."

Ji Yunzhang pursed her lips. Rong Peilan was a peaceful person. She never got angry even when the maids in the yard were fighting.

The last time she was so emotional was when she came back from the Princess's Mansion, and the Princess gave her a jade hairpin.

This time.

When he returned to Xiangguo Temple in the morning, as he walked up the steps of the main hall, he heard crying by the corridor. He turned around and saw it was his wife.

There was no one else in the pavilion except the crying young lady and scraps of paper all over the floor?
It looks like a painting.

Could it be a painting of my father-in-law?
Ji Yunzhang shook his head secretly again. Mr. Mingshi's paintings are extremely rare on the market, and most of them are kept in the Xie family.

Therefore, Mr. Akashi's paintings are priceless. If it was his father-in-law's painting, why would he tear it up?

Huiquan took back the silver needle, checked her pulse again, and then put everything into the medical box he carried with him. "It's fine." Seeing Rong Peilan's peaceful sleeping face, Zhong breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Master Huiquan. Amitabha."

As she said this, she stood up and personally escorted Huiquan out.

The days in the mountains always seem to pass faster than those in Yanjing. I follow the masters in the temple, working from sunrise to sunset.

Rong Peilan no longer went to the red maple forest or the pavilion. She accompanied Zhong to listen to scriptures and copy them every day.

Even Pei said when she saw her that she was not a daughter-in-law at all, she was even more caring than a daughter.

Zhong was afraid that Ji Yunzhang would feel suffocated, so she would grab Ji Yunzhang's ears every day and ask him to take his daughter-in-law down the mountain to the town to watch acrobatics and listen to operas.

Ji Yunzhang covered his ears, looking depressed, "Mom, it seems like I was your child!"

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhong said angrily, "I regret it, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine, otherwise I would have bought ten or eight kilograms of it."

Prince Ji, "..."

Rong Peilan covered her mouth and laughed.

There is a small town at the foot of the mountain of Xiangguo Temple, called Mingshan Town. Because of the Xiangguo Temple on the mountain, most people in the town make a living by making candles, incense and paper.

Furthermore, because Xiangguo Temple is well-known, many people come from far away to burn incense and pray for blessings, so there are many inns in the town.

As evening approaches, the lanterns on the long street of the town are all lit up, which is quite a sight.

It is still daytime and it is the fifteenth day of the lunar month, so there are more people on the streets of the town than usual.

Ji Yunzhang held Rong Peilan tightly, and his strong arms protected her from being separated by the crowd.

Rong Peilan turned her head to look at the bony hand on her shoulder. They were clearly the young master's delicate fingers. His skin was not fair, and not even much better than Wei Chi's.

The knuckles are rough, and you can even vaguely see thin calluses under the fingertips.

The two walked onto a small bridge and breathed a sigh of relief when they were away from the main street.

"Look, ma'am." Ji Yunzhang suddenly pointed to somewhere and showed it to her.

Rong Peilan looked in the direction of his hand and saw the river water sparkling in the sunlight, as if it was wearing a golden dress.

On the river bank, there were many young men and women who bought a lotus lantern, walked hand in hand, and carefully placed the lantern into the river.

Let us pray for everlasting love.

"what!"

Suddenly, a scream was heard from the shore, and a girl in pink clothes fell into the river.

"Help, help..."

The place where they fell into the water was not far from them. If Ji Yunzhang jumped from the bridge at this time, he could save people the fastest.

As soon as Ji Yunzhang moved, Rong Peilan grabbed him and pointed angrily towards the shore, "No hurry, just look."

A woman who looked like the girl's maid was jumping up and down on the shore, shouting, "Help! My girl fell into the water!"

But she just blocked the only drain.

The woman by the river was floating up and down, seemingly drowning and calling for help, but her feet were kicking underwater very skillfully.

It may not be clear if you stand on the shore, but if you stand on the bridge and look carefully, you can see the clues.

The woman on the shore glanced at the two indifferent people on the bridge, gritted her teeth, and shouted for help even harder.

Ji Yunzhang narrowed his eyes slightly. If it weren’t for his wife’s carefulness, he would have fallen into the trap.

The woman calling for help on the shore had steady feet and every move she made was methodical. It was obvious that she was a trained martial artist.

There were many people watching the excitement on the shore. A man with green eyes jumped down from the other side, wanting to be a hero and save the beauty. By chance, a small boat came by, and the young man in purple on the boat "rescued" the girl.

The people on the boat looked up and said, "Prince Ji, it turns out that you are a cold-blooded person who would not help someone in need."

Ji Yunzhang raised the corners of his lips. Speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao will appear. It seems that his mouth has been blessed by the abbot of Xiangguo Temple.

The person on the boat was none other than the commander-in-chief of Yanjing City Defense, Shao Wu.

　Please give me a monthly ticket, please give me a ticket, ladies, please move your fingers (*^▽^*)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)