Chapter 865: Talking about Marriage in Longcui Temple (Part 1)
Joy, red candles, and the phoenix tent.
Xing Xiuyan, wearing a golden veil with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes, sat alone on the large bed, feeling anxious.
The golden veil was so large that it almost completely covered her head and neck. But the strange thing was that through the only gap, Xing Xiuyan could see the lively scene of the wedding banquet outside.
It's as if...
She was not sitting on the marriage bed, but looking down at it all from a high place.
Or maybe…
The wedding banquet was held in the Nine Netherworld!
These strange scenes made Xing Xiuyan feel panicky. She wanted to take off the veil to take a closer look, but her hands were completely out of control. No matter how hard she tried, they just stayed crossed on her belly.
What is going on?
Xing Xiuyan became more and more frightened.
At this moment, someone at the wedding banquet seemed to have noticed Xing Xiuyan's prying gaze, so he looked up and looked over with a smile.
When their eyes met, who else could it be but Sun Shaozong, with that rough appearance and eagle-like eyes?
Immediately afterwards, Sun Shaozong's tall and burly figure jumped out from the wedding banquet and stood firmly in front of Xing Xiuyan.
The wedding banquet that seemed to be held in the underworld disappeared without a trace like a mirage.
This scene was also extremely weird, but Xing Xiuyan felt relieved for no reason. Her original fearful mentality was replaced by the bride's shyness.
She even began to speculate whether the second brother of the Sun family would use the scale bar to lift up her veil first, or say a few words of personal conversation first.
However, what was unexpected was that Sun Shaozong was so impatient that he didn't even bother to pick up the veil and reached out to attack her chest.
Xing Xiuyan was surprised and subconsciously stepped back to avoid it, but how could she avoid it?
She felt ashamed and annoyed at the moment, and wanted to yell, but what came out of her mouth was an embarrassing murmur.
Moreover, Sun Shaozong's hand was also very strange. Even through the thick dress, it was surprisingly warm. Although it was not light or heavy, it still made Xing Xiuyan gradually feel aroused.
No!
How could such an impolite thing be possible?
"Xiu Yan, Xiu Yan?"
At this moment, accompanied by two soft calls, a cold hand suddenly touched Xing Xiuyan's forehead, making her shudder and open her eyes.
But in the dim and shabby room, there were no red candles, phoenix curtains, or golden veils. How could there be a Sun Shaozong?
I was clearly sleeping in the Zen room of Longcui Temple!
The only thing that seemed real was the pair of chubby hands grasping his chest.
"Are you awake?"
At this time, the gentle and low voice sounded behind him again.
Xing Xiuyan turned around blankly and saw Miaoyu, who was wearing a patchwork dress, looking at her with concern.
Seeing her looking back, Miaoyu smiled sweetly: "I didn't mean to wake you up, but when I came back from washing up in the yard, I saw you talking nonsense that I couldn't understand, and your face was red again..."
At this point, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Did you have a nightmare?"
Hearing her say that her face was unusually red, Xing Xiuyan suddenly remembered the strange dream she had just had, and she felt extremely embarrassed.
She subconsciously shrunk to the edge of the bed, trying to avoid the chubby little hand. Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, the two-year-old girl twisted her body and chased after her. Her two hands groped around randomly, while she seemed to be half awake and calling out: "Meat, meat, meat..."
“This girl!”
Miaoyu then discovered Xing Xiuyan's predicament and wanted to reach out to hug Guo'er to the side, but as soon as she put her hand into the quilt, she pulled it back and said helplessly: "My hand is too cold, or you can put your arm in her first and see if you can coax her."
Xing Xiuyan hurriedly did the same thing. The girl seemed dissatisfied, but she closed her eyes and smacked her lips, and finally did not continue to climb higher.
Xing Xiuyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then she felt a little sticky, as if she had broken out in a sweat in her dream.
If it were just these, it would be fine, but there was also the unspeakable embarrassment that made her dare not change clothes or get out of trouble in front of Miaoyu.
Therefore, I felt a little regretful in my heart. If I had known that I would encounter such embarrassment, I should not have moved back from Hengwuyuan yesterday.
But it was too late to regret now. Xing Xiuyan could only pretend that nothing had happened and whispered, "Guo'er, I'll take care of him. You can go to the main hall to do your morning prayers."
If it were an experienced woman, she would have been able to detect her current predicament from her blushing face.
But Miaoyu grew up in a nunnery, and although she had already been tempted by worldly desires, she only had a vague understanding of matters between men and women. So she nodded without thinking too much, then quietly left the meditation room and closed the door with her backhand.
Xing Xiuyun finally breathed a sigh of relief after Miaoyu left, but it was not easy to clean up the place without waking Guoer.
By the time we finally finished dealing with it, it was already bright outside.
At this time, Zhuan'er, who was sleeping with the two little nuns, also came over with sleepy eyes. After Zhuan'er helped to look after her, Xing Xiuyan finally had time to wash up.
…
After the morning vegetarian meal, Xing Xiuyun was absent-mindedly talking about poetry and Buddhist philosophy with Miaoyu when a little nun came in and reported that Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu had arrived together.
Miaoyu and Xing Xiuyun hurriedly stood up to greet them, but found that the two men did not come in , but were standing outside the wall, admiring and commenting on a few red plum trees.
As the snow got closer, Jia Baoyu could be heard sighing, "Last time it snowed, I plucked a branch of plum blossoms and brought it over. My sisters thought it was a bud and said I had ruined it before it even blossomed. They all blamed me for being a vulgar person. Who would have thought that when the plum blossoms were in full bloom, there would be no snow."
At this point, he looked up and wondered, "Could it be that the gods and Buddhas in heaven are all ordinary people?"
These innocent words made Miaoyu and Xing Xiuyun smile endlessly.
Lin Daiyu sneered and said, "In my opinion, the gods and Buddhas in heaven are all noble people. They are just afraid that ordinary people like you will come and steal flowers when it snows, so they dare not send down the auspicious snow again!"
Jia Baoyu was choked by her and was dumbfounded. After a long while, he bowed and said, "Sister, your words are profound!"
Having said that, he headed straight into the Rongcui Temple without speaking to Xing Xiuyun or Miaoyu.
"What are you going to do?"
Seeing him walking straight towards the main hall in silence, Lin Daiyu hurried over to ask him.
Jia Baoyu pretended to be distressed and turned around and said, "Of course I will go and confess to the gods and Buddhas. Otherwise, if a mere layman like me ruins the sisters' interest in enjoying the snow, wouldn't that be terrible?"
Seeing how serious he was, the three girls couldn't help but burst into laughter.
After laughing for a long time, Lin Daiyu took Miaoyu and Xing Xiuyan by the arm, and said to Baoyu, "Sisters, please don't argue with him. Let's go to the Zen room and talk. It's been a while since I last tasted the delicious tea prepared by Sister Miaoyu."
