Yangzhou.
The city was much quieter and more deserted than when Hanzhen last came. She and Miyun walked along the street, not feeling the prosperity of the past at all.
Hanzhen's heart was also filled with dark clouds. She turned around and looked at the man in blue clothes following behind her, and sighed again. Miyun quietly came forward and whispered: "Miss, if you find that man annoying, just send him away."
Hanzhen looked at the man in blue again, and he happened to be looking at her. When their eyes met, the man grinned, and Hanzhen smiled bitterly and turned around. "You think I don't want to, but this person is so clingy, how can I get rid of him? I don't remember who I owe money to!" The last shout was a bit louder, and the man heard it and hurried forward and said eagerly: "Miss Xiao, who do you owe money to? Ye can help you pay it back. You're welcome!"
Han Zhen stared at him half annoyed and half dizzy, not caring about her image and yelling, "Ye Pingfan! Can you please not follow me?"
The man called "Ye Pingfan" raised his eyebrows, meaning: "No." Hanzhen was very angry and blamed herself again for a long time. On the way to Yangzhou, she met this man. At that time, she thought it was just a chance encounter, but who would have thought that this guy seemed to have set his eyes on her. "Ye Pingfan" smiled and said: "Miss Xiao, my name is Ye Feifan. You called me the wrong name again."
Hanzhen muttered, "This is annoying enough." She turned around and ignored him in anger and continued walking forward. She took Miyun into the clothing store and glanced at Ye Feifan who was still following her. She stared at the clothes fiercely and began to use the talent that women seem to be born with.
The shopkeeper's face was almost blooming. Miyun stood aside and said nothing, but when she saw Hanzhen carrying out a few thick cotton coats, she quickly stepped forward to stop her and said, "Miss, what are you doing? These... you won't need them."
Hanzhen nodded: "Of course not for me, I'm going to send it to Yaoguang Temple for mother to take back. She may stay in Yaoguang Temple for a while. You see, it's already late autumn, if there is no warm clothes, won't mother be forced to go back?"
Mi Yun was a little puzzled, and tilted his head and asked, "Why does Miss want Madam to stay in that temple?"
Han Zhen glanced at her with an unfathomable expression: "Of course there is a reason."
Miyun has never been able to figure out Hanzhen's thoughts, so she gave up and simply asked some more practical questions, such as: "Miss, you bought so many clothes, and we don't have enough money for the trip. What should we do?"
Hanzhen shrugged her shoulders and smiled slyly: "There is an extraordinary person, why bother about these things? I will make him poor to death." Miyun swallowed his saliva and looked over Hanzhen's shoulder at Ye Feifan who was standing not far away and was still smiling and unaware. He felt deeply pity for her.
If you mess with someone who is not chaste, there will usually be no good consequences.
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Ji Jijiang couldn't let go of the ice string after all. He tossed and turned in bed at night and couldn't sleep. He washed up at dawn and prepared to take a closer look. As soon as he entered the garden, he saw a thin figure in the pavilion. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he was dressed as a monk.
Ji Jijiang smiled, guessing that it might be the mysterious Master Zhitong. He walked up to the man quietly and laughed loudly, "Master Zhitong?"
The monk with his back to him was stunned for a moment before slowly turning around to look at him. His face was revealed in the gray-blue morning light, and Ji Jijiang's heart suddenly twitched when he saw it.
For a moment, I thought I was still asleep, but I could see him clearly. His handsome face shone brightly in the dim light. Ji Jijiang remembered him, remembered him... (To be continued)