Qin Wuyan is so meticulous that he can naturally detect Zhuang Xiaoyu's emotion, but he doesn't want to and can't expose her.

He closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep, but the more he slept, the more sober he was, and the more he slept, the more sad he was.

A sleepless night.

The next day, when the morning bell of the temple rang, Qin Wuyan glanced at the motionless person on his side, opened his bedding, sat up, dressed and got up.

Zhuang Xiaoyu turned around and looked at the tall man.

Qin Wuyan turned around and saw that her eyes were more red and swollen than when she saw them last night. He didn't expose her. He just walked over and sat by the bed again: "do you want to get up?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu gently "um" and sat up with her arms.

Qin Wuyan quickly took the clothes at the head of the bed and put them on for Zhuang Xiaoyu.

When she was half squatting to wear shoes for Zhuang Xiaoyu, she heard the moving nurse come in with a basin. Seeing this scene, she couldn't close her mouth with a smile.

Qin Wuyan is used to doing it himself. He goes outside to clean his face with cold water.

The nurse wet her handkerchief and handed it to Zhuang Xiaoyu: "all men in the world who are born well are used to being served by others. They can't even dress and wash themselves. They need someone to serve them, not to mention helping their wife do these things.

Other people's homes are full of wives who serve their husbands. When they come to the eldest lady and my uncle, it's my uncle who works hard to serve the eldest lady. I was still worried last night that my uncle would be angry with the eldest lady. I didn't know that my uncle was not so kind, but also so kind to the eldest lady... "

Zhuang Xiaoyu rinsed her mouth, washed her hands and face, dressed her hair in a bun again at the service of her nurse, and didn't say a word.

Qin Wuyan is kind to her. She always knows.

Not long after, Qin Wuyan went into the wing room again and ate rice porridge and steamed bread with Zhuang Xiaoyu.

Accompanied Zhuang Xiaoyu out of the wing room. When he was about to go to the main hall, he happened to see min Rui with his hands together and wrapped in a white fox fur coming out of the next wing room.

Looking at each other, Qin Wuyan quickly put aside his eyes and looked down at Zhuang Xiaoyu's face.

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at Min Rui's pale and bloodless face. Her pink lips moved, but she didn't know what to say. It seemed that all the words to say had been finished last night

Min Rui smiled at them. The smile seemed to cut Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart like a knife. Zhuang Xiaoyu was more and more distressed.

Qin Wuyan couldn't hold his face no matter how good he was. Looking at the two people's appearance in front of him, their expression faded a little, and their good-looking lips tightened.

Seeing this, min Rui nodded his head to the two people and greeted them in a low voice: "acting priest, madam."

A sense of alienation suddenly spread through the air.

Min Rui raised his feet and walked out of the courtyard. He said to the waiter, "have you packed everything? It's time to say goodbye to the abbot after living for so long."

The young man didn't understand: "young master, why are you going back to the house so soon?"

"Seven days have passed, and the government also needs me." Min Rui gathered the fox fur, "it's no use staying any longer."

The boy had to take him to the abbot and hurried back to pack his luggage.

Zhuang Xiaoyu knelt on the futon, facing the golden statue of Buddha, closed her eyes and prayed piously.

Qin Wuyan stood on her side, looked at her every move at the bottom of her eyes, and the finger bones holding the handle of the sword were slightly white

After praying, Qin Wuyan left Qingyu mountain with Zhuang Xiaoyu and walked down the steps step by step.

Min Rui is in front, lying on the back of the guard of Min mansion and being carried down the mountain by the guard.