C164 (1/2)

The two of them chatted as they walked, and slowly the topic was brought up towards Mu Jinzhi. Yang Zixuan heard her mention it and laughed: ”That's true, you have always stayed in the sect, where have you seen him before, and I wondered how you knew him. So it turns out that you have heard that we were writing poems, that Jin one of the disciples who was used to reading poems, was my teacher who was a close up disciple of the imperial court.

”I didn't expect that Big Brother Mu and Third Sister-in-Law would have some similarities. Just by looking at them, I could tell that they were brothers and sisters.” When Yang Juan Er heard that Mu Jinzhi had married the Princess Jing'an, he was extremely unhappy. Who was the Princess Jing'an? She was the current Emperor's niece, she didn't have the ability to bring Princess Jing'an down the hall. She couldn't help feeling a little agitated in her heart, but when she said these words, her tone of voice became a little harsh.

Yang Zixuan only wanted to use this topic to beat her up, Mu Jinzhi was not someone she could think of.

After Yang Zixuan sent Yang Juan Er back, he was called to drink by his classmates. They also sent people back to inform Mu Rousang that they would be back late today.

Seeing that he returned late, and hearing that the lass was discussing about the grand scene outside, Mu Rousang was curious. In this life, she was only 15 or 16 years old, and was very active.

Seeing that she could not sit still, Old Madam Zuo said to them: ”Forget it, forget it, I will be going to attend the lecture now. You juniors should go ahead and play, remember to bring more girls and aunties with you.”

Princess Jing'an immediately laughed: ”Old madam is overthinking it. With me here, who would dare to rush up without thinking!”

Old Madam Zuo said: I think that no Xiao Xiao dares to offend you, forget it, Little monkey rarely goes out today, I know that you enjoy the temple fair the most, it must be very lively outside, if Xiuzhu stays, she will follow you out.

lass was truly happy when she heard that. Mu Rousang immediately stood up and ran over to her. She extended her hand out to pull her sleeve and said: ”Good sister-in-law, how can you sit here?”

This was her first time seeing the temple fair in the capital.

Princess Jing'an could not help but laugh: Forget it, before I married your brother, I was too happy to watch the show. I believe after you came to this city, you were busy with matters of marriage and rarely went out to play.

Old Madam Zuo laughed and waved his hand, saying, ”You guys can go ahead and play. I'm too old to endure the cold, it's better to roast some fire inside the house.”

Only then did the two leave the Old Madam Zuo and send someone to inform the Left Lady. Then, they went out to watch the show.

The Princess Jing'an was exactly the same as Mu Rousang, so she continued to talk about the temple fair, and laughed: ”Since you were young, you have not been in the capital, and yet you did not know that the temple fair was extremely lively. The streets were filled with people, not only selling incense candles, they also included people selling horse lanterns, wood people, sugar people, monkey people, and many other small things.”

Before the two of them had even walked into the small courtyard, they could already hear the buddhist music that was as slow as flowing water and as calm as calming one's mind. Accompanying the snow that filled the sky, was an additional ethereal and capriciousness.

The cold wind swept through the ancient ruts, and the white snow pressed against the pine trees.

As he walked past a building, he heard a bawling sound in the distance, adding a bit of popularity to the originally quiet and secluded temple. It was extremely popular.

Mu Rousang had been in the Yang Mansion for a few months, and even she wasn't as free as when she was back at her hometown.

”Sister-in-law, let's go have a look. It looks very lively, but it's even more prosperous than the temples in Sichuan.”

The Princess Jing'an had always been a merry person, how could she let go of such a lively atmosphere? She quickly walked with Mu Rousang into the crowd, where one could easily tell that a rich family's young mistress was travelling, with one look, it was fortunate that Mu Rousang was already married, and did not need to make any cloth to cover her face.

In front of many eyes, there was an extremely unusual gaze that was filled with pain, longing, and anger, chasing after her figure that disappeared within the crowd.

”Your Highness!”

Fan Yingde shouted in pain.

A thick hat covered most of his face, but his pair of heartless eyes had undergone a drastic change. His complexion had also become even more pale, as he reached out his hand to lightly cover his chest. He had lost his heart...

”I'm fine!” The cold words became even colder in the cold wind.

He raised his chest to look at the disappearing petite figure, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to his usual indifference.

Fan Yingde wanted to hate Mu Rousang but he couldn't. He knew in his heart that he couldn't blame her, and after making up his heart, if he could have a girl of his own, he probably wouldn't be willing to push her into the fire pit.

”Why is she here?”

Su Ruirui's voice was as soft as the sound of mosquitoes, and Fan Yingde, who was behind him, heard it very faintly, but he guessed that it had something to do with the Second Young Madam Yang.

He looked towards Mu Rousang's direction once again, and said in the end: ”Let's go!” The cold bass voice dispersed in the cold wind, bringing with it a tinge of heart-wrenching desolation.

Mu Rousang turned her head around, why was her heart thumping? When she looked over, he saw a crowd gathered, nothing strange.