Did Miss become a nun today?

Early that morning, Zhao Mingyue came to pick her up.

After joining the army, apart from getting a darker complexion, nothing else changed.

Seeing her emerge, he stood in front of his horse and waved to her, "Yun Chu!"

Before I could even react, I was embraced tightly.

"Yun Chu, I missed you so much!"

Dressed in neat men's clothing, she pointed to the tall horse and said, "See? I've joined the army. From now on, you won't need to borrow a horse anymore. You can ride my horse for as long as you want, and I can even lead it for you."

She glanced at the horse—it was too high—and then looked at her own legs—could she even get on?

Zhao Mingyue mounted her horse first and extended her hand to her, "Come on, I'll guide you."

She took his hand and was pulled up, much taller than the last miniature horse. The wind rushed towards her, and even her view opened up.

"Hold on tight, we're about to set off."

Lan Yue, standing behind, was dumbfounded. No, the young lady had left. What was she going to do?

*

The weather was perfect when we arrived at the horse farm.

Although it was late autumn and the wind was chilly, there were still quite a few people at the horse farm.

Zhao Mingyue excitedly pulled her to see the lodgings, saying as they walked, "I already told General Wei that I was going to bring you here today, and he agreed. Don't worry, most of the people in the camp have gone home or left the camp today, there are only a few patrolling, so it's fine."

Xie Yun Chu looked around, still feeling uneasy. "Is it really alright for me to come in like this?"

Zhao Mingyue waved her hand dismissively: "You don't know, the general allows all the brothers in the camp with families to come and visit."

She pointed to a spot not far away, "Look, there are still some today."

There was indeed a woman there, carrying a basket, looking around nervously.

Seeing the others, Xie Yun felt at ease.

"Let me tell you, the food in the barracks is better than I imagined, especially Aunt Wang's noodles, they're so chewy and springy, you have to try them."

Zhao Mingyue was visibly happy, and she was happy for her too. It's rare to have something you love in your life, and if you can achieve it, that would be the greatest fortune.

The two strolled around the military camp. Xie Yunchu felt a surge of admiration and silently uttered "Amitabha" in her heart.

She chanted sutras hoping to bring more blessings to these soldiers, less separation and death, and more family happiness.

Around noon, Zhao Mingyue led her to the kitchen, and they could smell the delicious aroma from afar.

Before she could even go inside, a guard rushed over and said, "Miss Xie, my general invites you to dine with him."

Xie Yun Chu glanced at Zhao Ming Yue, raising an eyebrow slightly. Wasn't Wei Zhao supposed to be absent today?

Zhao Mingyue shrugged; she didn't know either.

"We won't go there, it's fine here."

No sooner had he finished speaking than several more men sprang out from behind the guard. "The general said that if Miss Xie doesn't go, then we'll have no choice but to ask you to go."

I've only ever heard of forced buying and selling, never of such a demanding invitation to a meal.

Since their last open conversation, Wei Zhao returned to the military camp and they haven't seen each other since. She thought he had let go of the past, but then this happened to her.

Zhao Mingyue showed no anger at being put in a difficult position, only excitement at watching the show.

Upon entering the dining room, Wei Zhao was already waiting. Zhao Mingyue bowed respectfully, and she returned the bow in return.

"No need for formalities, please have a seat."

The meal was rather tasteless. Zhao Mingyue, on the other hand, was very attentive, constantly piling meat into her bowl: "Eat more. You've always been thin, and you'll get sick easily if you don't gain some weight."

Xie Yun Chu simply nodded, without touching the meat.

At the dinner table, Wei Zhao remained calm and didn't say a word, just as he had been when the two first met at Qingyun Nunnery.

After the meal, someone came looking for Zhao Mingyue to check the accounts of the last batch of provisions.

"Yun Chu, wait for me here, I'll be right back." Zhao Mingyue got up and ran out, "Don't wander off!"

Before she could say anything, he had vanished without a trace.

Xie Yun Chu: "..."

It was intentional, absolutely intentional!

She stood up and nodded. "I've finished my meal, so I won't bother you any longer. Goodbye."

"Miss Xie," Wei Zhao called out to her, "You don't need to avoid me."

He handed it over, saying, "I've made another purse these past few days, and my skills have improved. Take a look?"

Practice makes perfect, and when Wei Zhao saw the purse again, she was no longer flustered, nor was she surprised as she had been the first time.

"General Wei, I..."

"I know you said last time that you wanted to become a monk."

"Sorry, I can't accept your wallet."

"But you haven't become a monk yet!" Wei Zhao ignored her refusal. "Besides, the fabrics I use are all plain colors. Who says a monk can't carry a purse?"

Xie Yun Chu was speechless and resorted to sophistry.

There's no rule against carrying it, but I've never seen a monk carry a purse.

"General Wei, I have no need for these."

"I already made myself clear last time. I don't want to hold you back, so you should..."

"Xie Yun Chu," Wei Zhao interrupted her, "I don't care, you should know that."

She didn't know!

She's about to become a nun, so what does he not care about? Doesn't he care that she's a person outside the secular world?

After a long pause, she said, "General Wei, although we met when we were young, ten years have passed. Why have you chosen me?"

She met many people when she was young, so it's impossible to say from that time...

"Who says it's only in childhood?" Wei Zhao stood beside her, looking outside as if reminiscing about the past. "We've met more than once."

At that time, she was completely focused on Pei Changfeng, and no one else could catch her eye.

"Miss Xie, if you want to become a nun, I won't stop you, and I don't want any title or status. Do you understand?"

Is this even human language? How is she supposed to understand?

Knowing she wanted to become a nun, he said he didn't care and didn't want any official status?

Could it be that he wants to have something going on with her, a nun?

Thinking of this possibility, the look on his face as he looked at Wei Zhao was somewhat complicated.

He's even more difficult to handle than my older cousin.

Xie Yun Chu opened her mouth, then closed it again, repeating this several times, but she couldn't find a suitable word to respond to his statement, "I don't want a title either."

In all her life, this was the first time she had ever met someone who was devoted to Buddhism and said they didn't care about becoming a nun.

"General Wei, are you... serious?"

"Of course." Wei Zhao looked at her, his hands, which had been holding swords for years, were still clutching the purse.

"I'm telling the truth. If you become a monk, I'll visit you in the temple. If you practice with your hair intact, I'll build a house outside the nunnery. If you..."

"Alright, stop talking." Xie Yun Chu couldn't listen anymore.

She took a deep breath. "General Wei, I am someone who must sever all ties with this world."

"So, did you break it off?"

Xie Yunchu was taken aback.

"If you had truly broken off relations, you wouldn't have come to the military camp today," Wei Zhao said. "If you had truly broken off relations, you should have left when I gave you the purse, instead of standing here listening to me say all this."

He paused, then said, "You didn't leave. You always listened to me before you left."

She was speechless for a moment. How should she put it? Before she came, Zhao Mingyue was sure that Wei Zhao was not in the military camp. Moreover, this was a matter of courtesy. What did it have to do with breaking off or not breaking off?

They just spout nonsense.

When Wei Zhao saw that she did not refute him, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

"Miss Xie, if you are truly determined to become a nun, I will naturally not stop you. But since you haven't taken your vows yet, could you give me a chance before that happens? Let me try."

"Try what?"

"I'm testing whether you can like me." He said this in a tone as direct as if he were reporting military intelligence, but the tips of his ears turned slightly red. "I'm testing whether I can make you give up the idea of ​​becoming a monk."

"What if it doesn't work?"

"If it doesn't work out, I'll accept it."

Xie Yun Chu stared at him intently.

He didn't press forward like his eldest cousin, nor did he act recklessly like his second cousin.

Instead, lay everything out in front of her, without pressuring or giving up, letting her try to find out.

She is truly... deeply sinful.