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Yun Kexin felt it was unfair for her mother: why bother putting a warm face against a cold backside?
After sitting for a while and exchanging some trivial small talk, the people from the First House and Second House soon got up to take their leave.
As soon as the guests from both houses left, Yun Ran walked over to the rosewood embroidered screen, touching this and looking at that, her eyes filled with greed. Yun Kexin felt disgusted—she didn't want to see Yun Ran's dirty hands tarnish the goodwill of the Second House's relatives.
"Seventh Sister, the screen that Second Uncle and Auntie sent you is really beautiful," Yun Ran turned around and said to Yun Kexin with a flattering tone, "Can you lend it to me for a few days?"
Lend? Ha, she feared that this "lend" would be like a meat bun thrown to a dog—gone without a trace! How many things had she "lent" in her past life?
Every year on her birthday or during festivals, both the First House and Second House would send her gifts, but in the end, they were all taken by Yun Ran through cunning means or claimed under the pretext of "borrowing." Now she wanted to do this again? Not a chance!
Yun Kexin pretended not to hear and ignored her, admiring the screen on her own.
Yun Ran cast a pleading glance at Yun Yang and Fu Lianyin.
Fu Lianyin approached and pulled Yun Kexin closer, saying, "Xiner, Sister Ran wants you to lend her the screen for a few days; just agree with her. We are all sisters—"
"I won't!" Yun Kexin turned her face away and pouted.
"Is it just because this screen was given by Second Uncle and Auntie?" Fu Lianyin asked sharply.
"No," Yun Kexin raised her innocent face to meet Fu Lianyin's gaze and said aggrievedly, "Mother, Xiner has grown up. I need the screen for changing clothes or bathing; Elder Sister Five has one already..."
Fu Lianyin was taken aback, carefully searching for any unusual expression on Seventh Young Lady's face—there was nothing out of the ordinary. She had originally planned to "educate" Yun Kexin into giving the screen to Yun Ran or putting it in an inconspicuous corner to prevent any "disloyalty," but after hearing what she just said, it seemed reasonable.
While Fu Lianyin was still pondering how to persuade Yun Kexin, Yun Yang had already instructed two or three servants to move the screen into Seventh Young Lady's room.
Seeing this, before Yun Ran could react, she was deterred by a warning glance from Fu Lianyin. With resentment in her eyes, she glared at Yun Kexin before turning away. They could only hear Yun Yang telling Granny Feng, "Take good care of Seventh Young Lady today; don't let her bump into anything. Wash her up in the evening; we'll go to the temple fair tomorrow."
Previously, Fu Lianyin's expression had been unpredictable, but suddenly she smiled and said, "Look at me, how could I forget the important matters? Xin'er, quickly go with Grandma."
Yun Kexin quickly walked to Grandma Feng's side just as Fu Lianyin's hand was about to stroke her head, and they left the hall together.
They had only taken a few steps when Yun Ran shouted, "Father, Mother, Ran'er also wants to go to the temple fair. I want to go and offer incense too."
"You can go if you want, but you must listen to your Mother and Father," Yun Yang instructed. "At that time, your Uncle and Second Uncle's family will also be going. You cannot be willful or throw tantrums; otherwise, I will punish you by grounding you."
Yun Kexin paused: Ling Mountain Temple? In her previous life, the Third House often went there to offer incense! But Fu Yihang was coming to the Duke's residence; wasn't the Third House supposed to wait at home? Why were they going to the temple fair instead? Had their plans changed? Moreover, why were the First House and Second House, who rarely interacted with the Third House, participating this time? Confused, she shook her head and followed Grandma Feng until she entered her bedroom...
Next, the people from the First House, Second House, and Third House gathered together and headed to Ling Mountain Temple for the temple fair.
Ling Mountain Temple is located south of Qinghe City and is one of the largest temples in Taihe Country. From the fifth day of the first month to the fifteenth day of the first month is the peak period for offering incense and worshiping Buddha at Ling Mountain Temple. It is said that wishes made during these ten days are particularly effective; therefore, every year during this time, pilgrims from various places continuously come and go.
An hour later, they arrived at Ling Mountain Temple. The once spacious temple grounds were now crowded with people coming for the temple fair to offer incense. More than ten members of the Yun family surged into the temple along with the crowd, gradually offering incense and worshiping.
When it was Yun Kexin's turn, she stepped forward to place the lit incense into the censer. After stepping back a few paces and standing still, she looked up at the magnificent statue of Shakyamuni Buddha seated at the top. She blinked a few times, knelt down, bowed three times, clasped her hands together, and silently made a wish—eliminate treachery and protect my loved ones!
"Xin'er, you can go play outside first. The elders of the Yun family will come out to find you after they finish offering incense," Fu Lianyin said as she gently stroked Yun Kexin's head with a smile. "Just be careful not to wander too far; stay around here."
Yun Kexin tilted her head slightly and replied softly, "Mm." As she left, she noticed that Fu Lianyin seemed to have exchanged glances with Yun Ran; she didn't know what it meant.
Yun Kexin was too lazy to think about it. As she stepped out of the threshold and walked a few steps away, she froze in place. She saw a boy around her age looking in her direction beside a nearby marble pillar—
He appeared to be about eight years old, dressed in a brown robe embroidered with black patterns and wearing a bright yellow front-open coat over it. His hairstyle was not typical for his age but neatly styled into a bun secured with a jade hairpin. He had fair skin that highlighted his strikingly dark and bright large eyes beneath thick eyebrows. Beneath his calm exterior lay an anxious heart that revealed impatience from long waiting.
Yun Kexin was filled with suspicion: Who is this boy? Why does his gaze evoke such a strong sense of familiarity in her?
As the boy walked slowly toward her and drew closer, she covered her mouth in surprise with her hand. Then suddenly feeling electrified all over as goosebumps rose on her skin: Fu Yihang! That's right; in her previous life, she had met him at Ling Mountain Temple! And yesterday she had let down her guard because Fu Lianyin mentioned he would come to the Duke's residence. What a scheming person Fu Lianyin was!
No wonder Yun Ran, who usually dislikes burning incense and worshiping Buddha, is clamoring to come here. Could it be that she knew in advance that Fu Yihang would be here, and this scene was arranged by the Third House to achieve their ulterior motives!
While pondering this, the boy had already walked up to her: "Sister, may I ask if this is your Sachet?" His childish voice was soft, humble, and polite.
Yun Kexin was taken aback and glanced at the Sachet in Fu Yihang's hand. It was actually the birthday gift that Fu Lianyin had given her yesterday, telling her not to wear it at her waist... She had no words and looked at him coldly.
"I saw it fall from you among the crowd just now, so I followed it all the way here," the boy explained further.
"Thank you," Yun Kexin replied indifferently, momentarily forgetting to take the Sachet that Fu Yihang handed over. She suppressed her urge to kill and pretended not to know him. "May I ask who you are..."
"My surname is 'Fu', my name is 'Yi Hang'. And you, sister?" The boy answered with a smile before asking.
I already know without you introducing yourself! I could recognize your face even if you turned to ashes—Yun Kexin thought coldly in her heart.
Before she could introduce herself, the boy's gaze suddenly shifted past her shoulder to look ahead, waving his hand and smiling: "Uncle, Aunt..."
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