Did Miss become a nun today?

Zhao Zhang opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't say anything harsh.

He waved his hand and said, "Never mind, I will do my best. Whether he lives or dies is not up to me, but up to His Majesty's will. I can only guarantee that I will not interfere."

Xie Yun Chu stood up and bowed: "Thank you, Your Highness."

"Can't you use a different form of address?"

Zhao Zhang sat down impatiently. "Call me..."

What should it be called?

Call him "Dad"? He doesn't have the face for that.

Calling him "uncle" doesn't seem quite right either.

Calling him "uncle"? That's even more inappropriate.

Finally, he made a vague "tsk" sound, "Fine, call me whatever you want."

Having never raised a child before, I suddenly have a daughter. I want to treat her well, but I don't know where to start.

"Your original room will still be kept, and the girl you brought back will be placed in your courtyard so it's convenient for you to talk."

Xie Yun Chu looked up at the man who might be her father. The Crown Princess was right; she did not look like him.

He bowed again and said, "Thank you."

His daughter was not only distant from him, but also kept saying thank you. Zhao Zhang really didn't know what to do.

Without saying anything more, he instructed the butler to take him to be settled.

Xie Yun Chu was not used to being served, so she sent the servant away as soon as she entered the courtyard.

Once the person left, Hui Niang finally felt the breath she had been holding in all the way return to her stomach, and patted her chest, chanting "Amitabha" twice.

She hadn't lived her life in vain; she was even able to visit the Prince's mansion during her lifetime.

"Yun Chu," she said cautiously, leaning closer, "can I... still call you that now?"

Xie Yun Chu laughed: "That's my name, why can't I call you that?"

Hui Niang was still somewhat uneasy. "That's true, but with your status, even the abbess has to bow to you."

"As monks, we must abide by the rules of Buddhism." Xie Yun Chu poured her a cup of tea. "Before the Buddha, all beings are one. We don't need to stand on empty formalities. We're just going down the mountain for a few days. We're not going to return to secular life, so it's fine."

Hui Niang was quickly captivated by the ornately decorated courtyard. After looking around for a long time, she couldn't help but sigh, "If I had your conditions, I would never become a nun."

Xie Yun Chu chuckled in agreement, "If you like, I'll talk to my mother later and have you stay in the Prince's mansion. You can even return to secular life. Anyway, you haven't been ordained yet, so there's still time."

Upon hearing this, Hui Niang shook her head repeatedly, "No, no! This place is nice, but it's deserted. We're just lowly people; we can't live in such a nice place. It'll shorten our lifespan."

She patted her chest, as if trying to brush away those inappropriate thoughts.

Xie Yun Chu picked up a feather duster and tapped her on the shoulder. "Don't say things like that again. You're not worthless, you're just unlucky."

"Your husband, who died young, was already in poor health; that has nothing to do with you. Your family doesn't want you; that's because they're unkind. What does that have to do with you?"

"Never say such things again."

Hui Niang froze, tears welling in her eyes. She quickly wiped her eyes with her sleeve, muttering, "Why are you saying all this? It's so embarrassing."

"Don't underestimate yourself in the future, you're very good."

Hui Niang, being naturally outspoken, couldn't stand such words. She waved her hand and said, "Alright, alright, I won't say it again."

Xie Yun Chu was finally satisfied. He took out the scriptures from the package he had brought, spread them on the table, ground the ink, and began to copy the scriptures.

Hui Niang leaned over and watched for a while. "I have to say, you're working way too hard. You finally get to come home to visit your family, and you don't even get a break?"

"I'm used to it." Xie Yun Chu said without looking up.

I feel uneasy if I don't chant Buddhist scriptures or copy sutras for a day.

Hui Niang clicked her tongue twice, then left her alone and went to sit down and drink tea.

Xie Yunchu wrote two more pages, completing his evening homework, before putting down his pen to have dinner. After returning, he did some work and meditated for half an hour before finally resting.

She woke up on her own before dawn the next day.

I got up, folded the blankets, sat cross-legged, and began my morning prayers for an hour.

Shen Heng and Cen Jingyan arrived together for breakfast.

Xie Yun Chu looked at them several times while holding her bowl. Had these two gained weight?

She sighed inwardly and took back what she had said yesterday; her aunt was truly awful.

The three of them sat around the table to eat, but Hui Niang didn't dare to sit at the table because of the pressure. She took her bowl and ate at the next table by herself.

After the meal, she was about to leave, but when she said that, Cen Jingyan's eyes reddened: "Changyu is in prison, and Changfeng doesn't care about me... You are my only daughter."

Others might have been fine with it, but she couldn't bear to see her aunt like this, so she had no choice but to relent and agree to stay a few more days.

Little did they know that this stay would bring one problem after another.

On the first day, the Crown Prince and Crown Princess arrived in person, their words filled with regret for her and Meng Qi'an.

The next day, Grand Tutor Lu arrived. As soon as he entered the door, he burst into tears, calling her "daughter" repeatedly and referring to himself as her father. He cried so hard that he could hardly breathe.

On the third day, Zhao Mingyue arrived with a food box and ate and drank heartily in her yard, as if she had come for a special outing.

I haven't had a moment's peace for several days in a row.

Early that morning, Xie Yun Chu opened the door and was surprised to see Pei Chang Feng in the courtyard.

She was slightly taken aback. "How did you get in?"

"His Highness Prince Su let me in," Pei Changfeng replied frankly.

She sighed and rubbed her forehead; she knew it.

"Cousin, look what I brought you." Pei Changfeng waved the package in his hand. "Your favorite pastries, storybooks, and those few volumes of scriptures you often read."

Before Xie Yun Chu could speak, another person entered through the courtyard gate.

Meng Qi'an, also carrying a package, greeted Pei Changfeng politely when he saw him in the courtyard, "Brother Pei, what a coincidence."

Pei Changfeng's smile faded slightly, and he could no longer maintain the smile: "How did you get here?"

Meng Qi'an stepped forward unhurriedly, "I will do as Brother Pei does."

The two stood opposite each other across a stone table, glaring at each other, neither willing to give in.

"Oh, everyone's here?"

Wei Lin, still with his usual nonchalant attitude, walked past the two and stood in front of Xie Yun Chu. "Ignore them, they're just two childish brats. What do you want to do today? I'll go with you."

"Me too," the other two said in unison.

Xie Yunchu: ?

She regretted it; she shouldn't have agreed to her aunt's request.

She looked around the three-person room and found the sunlight a bit dazzling.

"I don't need it, you can go back."

But the three of them refused to leave. They stood there in the courtyard, not budging an inch.

After a long standoff, she relented, "You really want to go with me?"

"nature."

"Alright, come with me."

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the three of them were already sitting properly, each with a scripture book spread out in front of them.

"I've been chanting Buddhist scriptures and copying sutras alone every day at Qingyun Nunnery. Today, however, I have company." Xie Yun Chu sat upright on the prayer mat, lowered her eyes, and opened the sutra scroll. "Then let's begin."

After saying that, she closed her eyes and started striking the wooden fish on her own, completely ignoring the expressions on the faces of the three people.

Those who chant Buddhist scriptures are most able to endure loneliness, but these three people have all seen the prosperity of the capital, so how could they sit still?

Pei Changfeng used to hate quiet and loved to be in crowds.

Like him, Wei Lin spent his days in theaters and restaurants, even more dissolute than Pei Changfeng.

As for Meng Qi'an, although he was calm and collected, he was still a court official and should follow the rules.

Didn't you say you wanted to spend time with me? Then spend it with me properly.

If she can hold out for 45 minutes, then she loses.