Yuhua Temple is in full bloom, and many carriages have been parked in front of the temple gate.

He Yan and Xiao Jue got off the carriage, and Fei Nu drove the carriage to wait. Neither of them brought their maids or servants with them, and they were both eye-catching. Those who came to worship Buddha couldn't help but look at them a few more. Some people didn't know people, so they just looked at them. After recognizing Xiao Jue, they guessed He Yan's identity, but they didn't dare to talk about anything in front of them, and they avoided them from a distance.

The rules for worshiping Buddha are simple. Ordinary families donate some indulgence, oil, rice and grain. For those with wealthier families, they donate some silver. The Xiao family's silver and money are not bad, and Fei Nu has already prepared it. When they receive incense from the monks, they will go into the hall to kneel down.

Xiao Jue didn't go in.

He Yan asked him why he didn't go in, and he just said, "I don't believe in Buddhism."

He Yan: "..."

They all walked to the mountain gate and said on the other person's territory that I don't believe in Buddhism, this person is really arrogant and lawless. However, if you believe in this kind of thing, if you don't believe in it, you won't be able to force Xiao Jue to worship Buddha. She asked Xiao Jue to stay outside and entered the hall herself.

He Yan knelt down on the cushion, and the golden Buddha statue she made up randomly and cultivated for the wealthy businessman who had become prosperous looked down on all living beings compassionately. She bent down and kowtowed devoutly, thinking that she did not ask for anything else, but only seeking those who were harmed by He Ru Ru and were tired of herself to reincarnate earlier, and be safe and healthy in the next life, without any disasters or disasters.

After staying incense and lighting the eternal light, He Yan left the hall gate. Xiao Jue was waiting for her in front of the hall gate. When he saw her coming out, he asked casually: "What wish did you make?"

"I hope there will be no more war in the world," He Yan clasped his hands together and pretended to be serious: "I hope that the prosperity will bring peace, and you and I can be more relaxed."

This is not false. The Uttor's affairs have not been completely resolved. I heard that there is still a debate in the court about the main war and the main peace, and there is no result yet.

I have donated money for incense, worshiped Buddha, and also used a vegetarian meal in the temple. The vegetarian meal in Yuhua Temple is also a unique one, but He Yan came last time and was blind and bitter. Even if he was a mountain delicacy, he had long forgotten what it tasted. When he thinks about it, he has some expectations.

The guest house that uses vegetarian food is going to pass by the ancient tree behind Yuhua Temple. When you pass by the ancient tree, you can see huge ancient trees rooted beside the mountain temple. The branches are vast like clouds and mist. They are originally green, but are covered with layers of red. When you get closer, you can see that the red on the top is red silk, and the red silk is written on it, which is probably the wish of the writer. It is said that hanging your wish on the ancient wood will reveal the ancient wood.

He Yan thought that he had also hung red silk here, so he couldn't help but stop.

"This ancient tree is very powerful." She said to Xiao Jue.

Xiao Jue said leisurely: "Is it going to make up a story again?"

"No, it's really very effective." He Yan smiled and thought to himself that she had a wish on the tree in her previous life, hoping to see the moon again. When she wrote this line on the red silk, she felt that it was a scheming dream. Not to mention the moon, her eyes could see the light again. This alone sounded incredible.

However, at this impossible time, even after her death, she could be reborn in desperate situations, and she really saw the "moon" again.

"In the future, I have more money," He Yan said: "I went to buy a lot of fertilizer and watered this ancient tree specifically to show my gratitude and sincerity."

Xiao Jue choked, "Your sincerity is really unique."

The guest house of Yuhua Temple is a little in front of the yard where monks live in the back. Many people donate less, many people eat in the same place, and the families who donate more have special yards, which are mostly houses and households, with fewer people and more elegant environments.

Although she was somewhat speechless about this differentiated behavior, it was a good thing to have fewer people now. He Yan was unwilling to eat a vegetarian meal and was secretly watched by everyone. Now, because of Emperor Wenxuan's wedding, it also took great courage for her to appear in front of all the world with Xiao Jue. Even though she was a striking figure in the past, at that time, she had a mask covering her, but now she didn't have any cover. It was like a white peacock transported from a foreign country by a sea merchant, and everyone wanted to see and talk about it.

I sat down in the guesthouse. Soon, the monk in green clothes brought many plates of vegetarian dishes, which were indeed very rich. Steamed white jade Buddha's hands, sweet and sour bitter gourd, steamed winter gourd in wild peppers, purple potato cakes, fairy tofu... The mountain is much colder than the mountain. I was hungry after a morning of the mountain road. At this moment, the hot vegetarian dishes were right in front of me. He Yan couldn't help but have a pair of chopsticks and said, "The money for sesame oil is not given in vain... Governor, if you are not full, can you ask for another portion?"

Xiao Jue: "..."

He said, "Can you please."

He Yan was not polite. She ate heroically. In contrast, Xiao Jue's eating style was much more gentle and elegant. Not long after he started eating, the door of this guesthouse was knocked on, and a monk led the two of them in.

For a wealthy family like them, the dining room is small and exquisite, and it is generally enough for one household to have a family. However, the weather is good today and it is Mid-Autumn Festival again. There are really many pilgrims coming to Yuhua Temple to burn incense. Maybe they can't arrange it anymore, so they can only squeeze with Xiao Jue and the others.

Xiao Jue frowned slightly and was about to speak, He Yan said, "It's okay, let them come in. I'll eat very quickly, it's okay."

Finally, she became a little famous in Shuojing City. She had never had an informal fight with Heru. She didn't want to give a domineering and arrogant voice to her and actually rush to send it to her.

Xiao Jue thought about it and then said nothing.

The two monks brought in were two women. One was older and the other was younger. He Yan had only glanced at the face of the older woman. When he saw the face of the older woman, his heart was thrilled. He couldn't control it for a moment, and the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground.

He Yan hurriedly leaned over to pick it up, and by the way he covered the shock on his face.

The sound of the movement also attracted the attention of the two people. As soon as the two women stopped, they all looked at He Yan. He Yan picked up the chopsticks, and the monk came over and said, "Donor, please wait, the monk will go and get a clean pair for the donor."

Before He Yan could say anything, the young woman had already seen Xiao Jue alongside He Yan and blurted out: "General Feng Yun!"

He Yan subconsciously looked at Xiao Jue, and Xiao Jue frowned slightly, as if he was unhappy.

He Xinying was surprised. He didn't expect to see Xiao Jue here on a trip up the mountain. Speaking of which, she had only seen Xiao Jue once. Once, she went out to the street with her friends to buy items. She saw a group of people riding horses passing through the streets, and the pedestrians and carriages on the roadside were all avoiding them. The leader of the man Feng Shen was handsome and outstanding. At that time, the friend beside her told her: That was General Feng Yun of the Great Wei Dynasty.

It is probably because the man is really outstanding in appearance and gives people a very distinct impression, so when he sees Xiao Jue, he overlaps with the shadow in her memory.

But everyone in the world knows that this governor Xiao has a bad temper. For a moment, He Xinying supported Mrs. He Er, and it was neither right to advance nor retreat. He was afraid that if he accidentally offended the ruthless Jade-faced governor.

However, Mrs. He Er didn't care about this, so she just pulled He Xinying into it and sat down in front of the table next to He Yan and the others.

He Xinying looked at Xiao Jue curiously. There were many rumors about this governor Xiao, but there was a rumor that had never changed, but that was not close to women. However, this rumor was broken at the celebration banquet a few days ago. His Majesty personally gave him a marriage to a woman, and Xiao Jue was in the hall, facing the protection and affection of the woman in front of the civil and military officials, and when it reached the ears of the people of Shuojing, many girls' dreams of spring shattered overnight.

On the day when Xu Zhiheng came back at the celebration banquet, he was not in a good mood and did not tell He Xinying about these things. Therefore, these things were heard by the maid who bought in the mansion on the street the next day, and then they spread to the whole mansion. Speaking of which, Xiao Jue's fiancée was also a not-so-simple woman. He actually dared to disguise himself as a man and go to the battlefield to kill Utu, and became the first female Marquis of the Wei Dynasty, Marquis Wu'an.

The most coincidental thing is that this Marquis Wu'an, who passed away with her sister, Grandma Xu, who had died of illness, has the same name and surname, also known as He Yan.

But her sister He Yan is a weak and has to raise her in the village for many years and take medicine every day. Not to mention going to the battlefield to kill the utu, she even breathes breathe even after walking a few more steps. Because of her name, her temperament is completely different.

He Xinying looked at the woman beside Xiao Jue. The woman was also young and beautiful, and she had a heroic spirit between her eyebrows. He Xinying guessed in her heart that the person who could make the governor Xiao, who was not close to the female, was neither the big grandmother of the Xiao family, but should be his "loved" fiancée, Wu'an Hou Heyan.

When He Xinying looked at him, He Yan just lowered his head and pretended to eat seriously, but his heart was filled with twists and turns. He had to look at the person facing him - Mrs. He Er, several times.

That was her biological mother.

He Yan didn't have a deep impression of Mrs. He Yan. Compared to He Yuanliang, Mrs. He didn't like to go out. On weekdays, she only stayed in her yard unless she was during festivals. Perhaps the woman was soft-hearted, and Mrs. He was afraid of something wrong. He Yan often saw He Yuanliang, but there were very few opportunities to see Mrs. He Er. But since He Yan knew his true identity, he often wanted to see what kind of person his biological mother was. He vaguely felt that she was a very quiet and gentle woman, and sometimes she seemed a little dull.

He Yuanliang looked smiling all day long and was very fond of women. There were several concubines living in the second room, and there were also concubines born to concubines. If he was favored, Mrs. He was definitely not the one who liked He Yuanliang the most, but He Yuanliang did not neglect Mrs. He and never did anything to favor concubines and kill their wives. At least before He Yan joined the army in his previous life, Mrs. He was living a good life in the mansion.

One year at the family dinner, He Yan sat on the same table with Mrs. He Er while having dinner at home. She was not very old at that time, and was just ten years old, and sat opposite Mrs. He Er. She was probably too curious and looked up at Mrs. He Er a few more times. Later, at the family dinner, He Yan stopped sitting at the same table with Mrs. He Er.

She didn't expect to meet her biological mother here without warning. Even though she hated the He family no longer had any emotions, when facing Mrs. He Er, He Yan's mood was not as indifferent as he seemed on the surface.

He Xinying carefully pulled Mrs. He Er and whispered: "The one opposite is General Feng Yun Governor Xiao. The one next to him is probably Miss Heyan, the Marquis of Wu'an whom His Majesty gave him a marriage a few days ago."

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. He Er paused with chopsticks and looked up at the opposite table.

Now the news that Xiao Huaijin was given a marriage was found in Shuojing. From high-ranking officials to ordinary people, even beggars on the street knew that his fiancée was named He Yan. It was impossible for Mrs. He to hear that he had the same name and surname as his dead daughter, and he was stunned.

On the other side, Xiao Jue noticed He Yan's sudden silence and asked her: "Why don't you speak?"

Before the mother and daughter came, she kept chattering, but after she came, she stopped talking. She was recognized and what if He Yan went there, she was never a person who acted according to people's expressions.

Afraid that Xiao Jue could see the clues, He Yan smiled and found a random conversation, saying, "Governor, is it really good to keep the black jade you gave me here before?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"I just think it's too expensive." He Yan stuffed a bite of potato cake in his mouth, staring at the table, not looking at the other two people in the room, "But your parents really know how to name you, Jue means Shuangyu. It's really suitable for the Queen Mother to give you Shuangyu."

Xiao Jue smiled, "Your name is also good."

He Yan thought about it, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and lowered his head to eat.

Mrs. He Er stared at He Yan's movements. He Yan was sweet and always picked up beets when eating. Although she was not gentle and reserved, she was better than being very frugal and would not fall into a grain of rice. If she encountered a dish she didn't like to eat, she wouldn't throw it away. She just had a little action, as if she was laying some courage for herself, and then ate it all in one breath and never touched that plate again.

As Mrs. He looked at her, her face gradually changed. Her originally empty and numb gaze began to become more and more excited, as if she couldn't help crying.

Xiao Jue turned his back to Mrs. He Er and others, so he did not see Mrs. He Er's behavior. He Yan saw it and pretended not to know it. He changed his words and said to Xiao Jue.

He Xinying asked in a low voice: "Mom, why don't you eat?"

The girl seemed to have some awareness. Looking at this, Mrs. He Er quickly lowered her head, picked up the chopsticks and slapped her rice. No one saw her tears falling into the bowl.

This meal, except for Xiao Jue and He Xinying, He Er Madam and He Yan all had their own thoughts. He Yan and his friends came earlier and ate quickly. After the meal, He Yan put down their chopsticks. Xiao Jue had already eaten it. When she did this, she said, "Let's go."

He Yan nodded and the two walked out together.

Not long after I left, suddenly, someone's voice came from behind me: "...Girl stay!"

He Yan looked back and saw Mrs. He Er jogging towards him with her skirt. He Xinying behind her was also a little surprised, as if she hadn't expected her mother to do such a move. Mrs. He Er was in poor health, so she ran a few steps and gasped quietly. Among the wife of the Yu Guan family, her actions were already a bit rude. However, Mrs. He Er didn't care about these things and walked towards this end.

Xiao Jue frowned: "Who?"

"I am... the wife of the second wife of the He family in Beijing." Mrs. He looked at Xiao Jue. The young man looked cold and told her to feel a little timid. Even so, she still stared at He Yan straight, and was reluctant to look away.

He Yan nodded and smiled: "Mrs. He second."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He Xinying also rushed up and secretly pulled Mrs. He Er's sleeves, with a little anger in his eyes. As soon as He Yan left, they had not finished their meal yet. He Xinying was about to talk to Mrs. He Er about these two people when he saw Mrs. He suddenly stood up like a determination and chased her.

Everything happened too quickly, and she had no time to stop it. But He Xinying knew that it was a good thing, don’t provoke the governor of the Right Army. The family of Shuojing City officials didn’t know that Xiao Huaijin was not easy to mess with. If you pursue it, don’t cause trouble for the He family.

"What's wrong with Madam?" He Yan asked politely.

Mrs. He Er looked at her, as if she was looking at another person through her, her voice softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing the girl in front of her, and as if she was coaxing her three-year-old daughter, "You...a name is He Yan?"

He Yan looked at the woman in front of him.

In her memory, Mrs. He Er was still very young. Unlike Mrs. He who was meticulous and strict, Mrs. He Er had a gentle and gentle face, and he looked like a person with a good temperament. She had also seen her sister He Xinying break a very expensive vase. Not only did Mrs. He Er not only did not get angry, she would also hold He Xinying in her arms to see if her hand was scratched by the vase fragments.

He Yan was very envious at that time and felt that his mother was really better than her "mother".

Later, she returned home in war and turned back to "He Yan". Mrs. He Er came several times. But they missed too many years. Even if they sat in the same room, they felt embarrassed and alienated. On the day of getting married, Mrs. He Er was coming to see her off. He Yan sat in the room. Mrs. He Er said something when she covered her veil.

She took He Yan's hand and said slowly: "Ahe, you must be fine in the future."

In one sentence, He Yan's eyes wet under the veil.

Unfortunately, even the simple wish of "good" was not achieved in the end. Even though she was blinded by the Xu family, Mrs. He Er had never seen her because she was "ill".

The woman in front of her has become much older and no longer as young as she remembers. He Yan can even see the gray spots hidden between her temples.

She is old.

He Xinying looked at Xiao Jue, nervous, and quickly explained to He Yan: "Sorry, Miss He, it's because you are the same name as my sister, so my mother..."

She didn't know how to continue, and if He Yan was the same as a dead man, who knew whether this female marquis would feel unlucky and feel unhappy.

Mrs. He looked at He Yan and asked tremblingly: "Miss He... Why are you called He Yan?"
To be continued...