Fast Transmigration: Non-Toxic and No Heroine

Chapter 22

Knowing her whereabouts, Shu He immediately tightened his face, holding back his anger, "Keep an eye on Su Chengchao, and absolutely don't let him leave the city."

"Yes!"

Shuhe stood up, looking at the high walls outside the window, a trace of compassion flashed in his eyes: "Princess, princess, I don't want you to live a wanton life, but we can't let go of the country's hatred and family hatred!"

The carriage had already driven out of the city, the original chaotic noise disappeared in an instant, and only the sound of horseshoes remained in the surroundings.

Seeing that her face was getting paler, Tuanzi quickly moved over: "Jingjing, go to Ding'an Temple, do you really want to follow the plot? You must know that although you and Su Chengchao made an appointment to meet at Ding'an Temple, he was forced by Shuhe." People stopped you, but you didn’t see it in the end, so why bother to go together so many times?”

Leaning against the car wall, she shook her head slightly: "You forgot, there is a distinguished person in Ding'an Temple."

Tuanzi's eyes widened suddenly: "You won't be thinking about him!"

She nodded slightly: "don't disturb me, let me rest for a while."

Seeing her closing her eyes wearily, it responded in a low voice, and slowly disappeared.

It was almost dusk when we arrived at Ding'an Temple.

When Li Jing got off the carriage, her legs felt a little numb, and when she met the smiling face of the coachman, she remembered that she didn't bring any money, and she looked at him in embarrassment.

As time passed, the smile on the coachman's face became more and more stiff, and he was about to get angry.

The dumpling floated in the air and rolled around laughing.

Although it was evening, there were still pedestrians in twos and threes under Ding'an Temple. Among them, a handsome young man seemed to see her embarrassment, and walked over to the hero to save the beauty, shaking his folding fan.

Li Jing's complexion also gradually condensed.

Tuanzi seemed to have had enough of laughing, and straightened his face: "Jingjing, don't be afraid, there is a beautiful boy over there who is ready to save you."

As soon as the handsome young man walked behind her, she tore off the jade pendant from her waist and handed it to the coachman with a calm expression: "Take this jade pendant to the mansion of Li Qizheng's Minister of Rites, and ask them to pay your fare."

The coachman didn't take the jade pendant, and his simple and honest face was full of embarrassment: "Miss, look, I don't know the goods, can't you pay in cash?"

"..."

The handsome young man's stiff expression slowly warmed up: "Miss, how about this, you hand over the jade pendant in your hand to me, I will help you pay for the car, and return it to me when you have cash, how about it?"

Li Jing turned her head and looked at him indifferently: "I will also pay for the incense when I go up the mountain later, why don't I sell this jade pendant to you?"

Although he was surprised, he still maintained a handsome smile: "I don't know what price Miss thinks is appropriate?"

"8000 taels." When he was stunned, the corners of her lips curved slightly, "I don't know what you think, young master?"

Mr. Jun didn't seem to raise his eyebrows: "This is a 1 taels of silver note, so there's no need to look for it."

Familiar and generous tone, as if he has said it thousands of times.

Not hurt by his actions, she took the bank note from him with a calm expression, and gave him the jade pendant, and said thank you lukewarmly.

The coachman felt a headache watching their interaction: "Miss, it's getting late, you'd better pay the fare as soon as possible, sir, if you really want to help, can you give me some broken silver? Such a large amount is small I really can't find it."

Li Jing looked at Young Master Jun indifferently.

Mr. Jun was a little uncomfortable being stared at, and quickly turned back to his servants: "You guys, if you have broken silver, bring it quickly!"

He is the son of the dignified Marquis Mansion, the younger brother of the mother of the country, where would he have broken silver on him?

When a servant came over and handed over the broken silver, the matter finally came to an end, and the coachman quietly left.

"Miss, my mighty Marquis Leng Rufeng, I don't know your lady's name?" Mr. Jun Rufeng stroked her jade pendant with one hand, and smiled at her while shaking a folding fan with the other.

Li Jing glanced at him lightly: "Fang Chang, didn't you hear the conversation between me and the driver behind me? If you are not stupid, you should be able to guess."

After all, she strode away from him and went straight up the mountain.

The stairs leading to Ding'an Temple were long and winding, and all the other delicate guests hired bearers to come. Apart from men with strong physical strength and strong women, only Li Jing, a delicate little girl, attracted attention on the way.

Leng Rufeng has been following her, seeing her ignoring him, he has been flattering him: "Miss Li, Miss Li, Sister Li, Qingqing~ Don't ignore me, I didn't eavesdrop on purpose just now."

"..."

"By the way, why don't you come here by your Li family's car? You want to take that messy market carriage."

"..."

"Don't talk, why don't you use the sedan chair in your mansion? Wouldn't you be tired from walking like this? The road to the mountain is very long."

Li Jing couldn't bear it any longer, a vein stood out on her forehead: "Shut up."

Leng Rufeng closed his mouth obediently, his brows and eyes curved.

He is well-behaved, but the guards behind him are not so well-behaved, one or two glared at her, but they dared not speak out due to the cold wind, and their faces were flushed.

When we arrived at Ding'an Temple, the sky was gloomy and night was coming.

Leng Rufeng saw that Li Jing was sweating a little on his forehead, but his face was still cool and indifferent, he felt a little palpitation, and grinned: "Miss Li walked up the mountain with a calm expression, she is really a hero among women."

She glanced at him lightly, then stepped into the temple, and in the astonishment of everyone, she donated all the 1 taels of silver notes she had with her as incense sticks.

"Amitabha, the donor is really a good person."

She was neither humble nor overbearing: "I wonder if Master can arrange a quieter yard for me?"

"It's natural, Liao Jing, you take this benefactor to Donglin Courtyard to rest."

"Yes," a white and clean little monk came out from behind him, clasped his hands together and bowed to Li Jing, "this female benefactor, this way please."

"It's work."

Seeing that Li Jing followed Little Monk Jing and left like this, Leng Ruleng stared at the benevolent master immediately: "Master, I want to live next door to her, please arrange it for me!"

The master still smiled kindly: "Amitabha, the courtyard next to that female benefactor is full of people, so the benefactor should live in the Xilin courtyard."

"Bold! Our young master is the mighty Marquis, how dare you disobey his orders! It's simply..."

Sensing the eyes of people around him, Leng Rufeng quickly kicked the guard who was about to draw his sword: "Shut up!"

The guard closed his mouth aggrieved.

"Amitabha." The master closed his hands kindly, obviously not going to change his mind.

Leng Rufeng curled his lips: "Forget it, the Xilin Institute is the Xilin Institute!"

When Li Jing followed Jing to the East Forest Courtyard, it was already almost dark, so Jing took her into the courtyard with ease, took out a fire pocket and lit the lamp.

"There is no one in the Donglin Courtyard yet, so it's a little quiet. If the benefactor has any instructions, you can just tell me." Liao Jing helped her light the candle in the room, and then showed her intention to leave.

"It's nothing, let's go." Although there was a flash of exhaustion between her brows and eyes, her face was still calm.

Liao Jing was a little surprised: "The benefactor didn't eat, right? It's late at night, but we still have simple meals here..."

"No need," Li Jing pursed her lips, "I heard that there is a hot spring on the mountain behind your Ding'an Temple. I hiked all the way up the mountain, sweating profusely. I wonder if I can take a bath there?"

Liao Jing's expression was unnatural for a moment, and he put his hands together and bowed slightly: "Amitabha, it is true that there are hot springs in the back mountain, but it is too gloomy, the road is rough, and there are wild beasts infested, so it has been listed as a hot spring. Forbidden place."

Li Jing frowned slightly.

"If the benefactor wants to take a bath, the little monk can heat a bucket of water for you and bring it to you later." Liao Jing seemed to see her displeasure, and said sincerely.

Li Jing shook her head: "Forget it, let's go, I'm a little tired and want to rest early."

Liao Jing heard the words, and she politely took her leave.

(End of this chapter)