Did Miss become a nun today?

After staying on the mountain for several days, the villa would frequently send people over with gifts, which Xie Yun Chu returned untouched.

She lacked nothing here, working at sunrise and resting at sunset every day, chanting Buddhist scriptures during the day and falling asleep to the sound of the mountain breeze at night. Her life couldn't be more comfortable.

I wish I could stay here forever.

But then she thought that once she married Meng Qi'an, she could find an excuse to leave and completely renounce worldly life in a few years.

Thinking of this, the weariness in my heart dissipated.

What are a few years? She will never leave Buddha in her entire life.

He put down the hoe, ate a meal with everyone in the temple, and then went back to his room.

Meanwhile, a carriage was parked under a large tree outside Qingyun Temple.

Prince Su lifted the curtain and glanced at the half-open temple gate, asking, "Is Miss Xie here?"

The attendant outside the carriage bowed and replied, "Your Highness, that's right."

"The person has been living in the nunnery for half a month, with secret guards sent by the Crown Princess protecting him. Vice Minister Pei has come twice, but was stopped at the gate both times and was unable to enter."

"Has Meng Qi'an ever been here?"

"I came by, spoke with Miss Xie for a while, gave her some things, and left without staying long." The attendant paused, then added, "Before the Crown Princess left the villa, she sent someone to fetch her, but Miss Xie refused to leave, saying she wanted to stay at the nunnery for a few more days."

After hearing this, Prince Su glanced into the nunnery and chuckled, "Hidden away? That won't do."

He lowered the curtain and leaned lazily against the carriage wall. "Pei Changyu should be better by now, right? Tell him I've already cleaned up his body with the guards. If he doesn't come soon, my cousin might really be kidnapped."

"Yes," the butler bowed in response.

"Go and send another message to Meng Qi'an," Prince Su said casually, fiddling with his sleeve. "Ask him if he still wants his wife. Pei Changyu has already gone up the mountain."

The steward agreed to everything and was about to turn around to carry it out when Prince Su stopped him again:

"By the way," Prince Su raised an eyebrow, "tell that Miss Xie that Qingyun Nunnery is no longer safe. Tell her to leave as soon as possible, and say that it was me who told her to. I am kind-hearted, and I want her to remember my kindness."

The butler lowered his head, his lips twitched, but he didn't say anything, only responding softly, "Yes."

As I turned away, I let out a soft sigh in my heart.

Since that incident more than a decade ago, His Highness has slowly changed.

The steward shook his head helplessly. His Highness had changed ever since the Princess passed away.

No, he's gone mad.

Since someone came into his life, he at least restrained himself a bit, but after that person left, he became even more outrageous, speaking and acting without any sense of order.

He can't stand seeing others do well, especially when two people in love are happily together. He always tries to find ways to break them up before he feels comfortable.

In His Highness's words: If the two were truly in love, how could they be separated?

Being separated means they were destined to be apart; they shouldn't have been together in the first place.

Last year, the son of the Minister of Revenue and the daughter of the Marquis were getting along well, but His Highness somehow brought out a cousin and a sister for them, and with all that back and forth, the marriage fell through.

Two years ago, the young lady of the Duke's mansion and the heir of the Prince of Qi's mansion were about to get married when they suddenly had a falling out.

I found out that during the flower-viewing banquet, Prince Su said something that seemed unintentional, and the room fell silent instantly.

The young lady from the Duke's mansion immediately ran away with red eyes, and the Prince Qi's heir's face turned even uglier.

What did he say? Under everyone's watchful eyes, Zhao Zhang placed his hand on the heir apparent's shoulder, looking at him with familiarity. "Isn't this the nephew of my brother, the Prince of Qi? It's been a long time. Last time at Chunyan Tower, I invited you to have a drink with me, but why did you ignore your royal uncle? Do you not want to acknowledge me as your elder?"

"By the way, who was that woman standing with you that day? Your sister? Your father, like a withered tree sprouting new life, gave birth to such a big sister for you?"

Upon hearing this, the Duke's Mansion came to cancel the engagement the very next day and also sent a thank-you gift to the Prince Su's Mansion.

Because of this, the King of Qi privately complained to the King of Su about various things, and even reported the matter to His Majesty.

Unfortunately, His Majesty doted on his younger brother, and in the end, the complaint failed. The Prince of Qi's heir was punished, and the Prince of Qi was also accused of failing to properly educate his son. In the end, the matter was dropped.

In short, his prince is not a good person.

No one who gets his eye on ever escapes unscathed.

The steward sighed. Pei Changyu was considered an outstanding figure in the capital, and being targeted by His Highness was simply bad luck for him.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately swallowed it back.

Well then, in this world, besides that person, who else can persuade His Highness?

Even causing trouble everywhere is better than living a life of aimless despair.

Although it's a bit unethical, His Highness has found something that interests him, so His Majesty is at ease, and they are at ease too.

It's a stroke of luck that she's still alive.

The steward responded and, not daring to slack off, led the people into Qingyun Nunnery.

Xie Yun Chu had just come down from the mountain, covered in sweat, and was about to go back inside to wash up when she looked up and saw someone standing at the door.

"Miss Xie."

"Who are you?"

"I am a guard of His Highness Prince Su. I have been ordered by His Highness to deliver a message to Miss."

The guard relayed Zhao Zhang's instructions to her in detail, and added at the end, "His Highness said he meant well, so Miss must remember His Highness's kindness."

Xie Yun Chu's lips twitched. What kind of kindness is this?

She nodded slightly. "Thank you for your trouble, Your Highness. I will remember it."

After the guards left, she stood there and thought for a while.

This Prince Su has always been unreliable. Although he may not have any good intentions, he did help her last time, so it's not like he would lie to her with such words.

The news must be true; Prince Su had no reason to lie to her.

That day, she packed her things and moved from her original residence to the meditation room.

Not far away, the steward followed her at a distance, watching her enter an empty meditation room before quietly instructing the guards beside him to go back and report.

Xie Yun Chu was completely unaware.

With the abbess's permission, she found an empty meditation room in the nunnery to settle down.

That's good too; being close to the Buddhist hall makes morning and evening prayers more convenient.

It was still early, so Xie Yun Chu took a broom after eating and prepared to sweep the yard.

As she emerged from the meditation room, bathed in the bright sunlight, her gaze inadvertently swept across the distance.

There seems to be a person standing under a tree not far away.

She paused for a moment, her expression wavering, rubbed her eyes and looked again, but the area under the tree was empty, there was nothing there.

This is a meditation room; outsiders should not normally be allowed to enter.

Feeling alarmed, she took a few steps forward, intending to take a closer look.

Before she could even walk over, someone called out to her from behind, "Thank you, benefactor. The wild fruits on the mountain are ripe. Shall we go and pick them together?"

She responded and glanced back at the tree again; the shadows were dappled, but there was nothing there.

She shook her head and silently murmured "Amitabha," probably because she was preoccupied with something else and misread the image.

Besides, there are guards outside, so how easy is it for someone to sneak in?

Without thinking further, I put down the broom and followed the people picking fruit.

On the other side of the tree, the butler held his breath, his back pressed tightly against the tree trunk, not daring to move an inch.

The dense foliage hung down, completely obscuring most of him.

Only after Xie Yun Chu's footsteps faded into the distance did he slowly exhale and stand leaning against the tree for a long time.

After a while, he raised his hand and slapped his face; it didn't hurt.

He paused, then slapped himself hard across the face.

With a sharp "smack," my face burned and stung.

Not a dream!

He just... seemed to have seen Miss Shen.

It wasn't until the guards outside came in to urge, "Uncle Qin, the people have arrived, we should go."

The butler suddenly snapped out of his daze: "A person? Who is it?"

The guard was taken aback by his question: "What are you talking about? You've forgotten His Highness's instructions so quickly? Minister Pei is about to enter the courtyard; it would be terrible if he saw you."

The butler finally came to his senses.

People are coming, people are coming...

They've arrived?!

He abruptly turned his head to look in the direction Xie Yun Chu had left, and his heart sank. Oh no!