All Hail Cousin Brother

Song Mingzhao nodded: "Thank you grandmother Yu."

After chatting a few words without pain, Song Mingzhao was about to leave.

Mrs. Yu turned her head to Yu Youyao and said, "Go and see Ming Zhao."

Yu Youyao was not very happy in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. Song Mingzhao came over to greet him. This ceremony was a big one. Yu Mansion deserved it all.

The two walked out of the door side by side. Yu Youyao was small, not as tall as Song Mingzhao's shoulders, but standing together, the man's handsome and noble, and the woman's graceful posture was also eye-catching.

Yu Youyao sent the person to the gate of the yard and stopped: "Song Shizi, please walk slowly."

Song Mingzhao stood still, turned to look at Yu Youyao: "I heard that Miss Yu, every year on the Buddhist festival, she comes to Baoning Temple with her grandmother?"

After a little inquiries about this, you can know, and Yu Youyao nodded: "Grandmother lit the ever-bright lamp for my mother in the temple. I must come every year to add lamp oil and mourn."

Song Mingzhao was silent for a while.

But Yu Youyao didn't want to leave or stay. It was embarrassing to stand with you. After she endured it, she asked, "Sir, is there anything else?"

Song Mingzhao glanced at Yu Youyao, as if he had something to say, but he was right at the faint indifference between her brows, so he shook his head: "That's not true, the lady doesn't need to send it any more, just go back!"

Yu Youyao breathed a sigh of relief and gave Song Mingzhao a salute. Before Song Mingzhao left, she returned to the yard.

Song Mingzhao tilted his head. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Miss Yu who was rubbing shoulders with him. There was a smile on his lips. The smile entered his eyes, and it turned into a dazzling star, making her eyes bright and clear.

This Miss Yu doesn't seem to like him very much?

He lowered his head and snorted, his fingers habitually fiddled with the broken jade between his wrists, and strode away.

Mrs. Yu saw that her granddaughter had returned to the room: "I don't know if this Prince Song came here to greet you or to thank you."

When Yu Youyao heard this, her eyelids jumped again: "Naturally, I came here to say hello, and thank me, Song Shizi is not the kind of person who doesn't know the importance, how can this primary and secondary be unclear, let's talk about it, Song Shizi is a younger generation, and I accidentally heard that my grandmother was also in Baoning Temple, so I didn’t come to pay my respects, and I wouldn’t ask people to criticize me. Grandmother Song and grandmother were thick, and they came here specially to show courtesy.”

Mrs. Yu knew more about this truth than she did, so she glanced at her: "I just said something casually, and I can tell you a lot of truth, but it's a long way to go."

She could also feel that Yaoyao wanted to avoid Song Mingzhaoyin, but she didn't think too much about it. Although she didn't reach the age of "men and women are in great defense, you need to avoid taboos", but the daughter of a good family, when she met a foreigner, no matter what her elders were. In the absence of presence, avoiding some of them can show more rules and upbringing.

Yu Youyao stuck out her tongue, it was about Song Mingzhao, and she didn't say much.

Mrs. Yu lowered her eyes, looking at the medicinal tea and shredded tea tobacco in her hand, hiding the many thoughts in her eyes.

Song Mingzhao was very thoughtful, and it was not easy for people to speculate.

Today, his behavior of coming over to greet him is in line with etiquette, and his gratitude to Yaoyao is also a proper behavior, but his attitude towards Yaoyao is somewhat obscure, making people uncertain about his thoughts.

After thinking about it for a while, Mrs. Yu chuckled lightly: "I will go to Master Huineng's meditation room to listen to Zen meditation. You are alone. If you want to go out for a walk, bring your maid and wife with you, but you can't walk around."

There is no need to worry about these things in a hurry. The days to come are still long, and you have to look carefully at the good and the bad.

Yu Youyao nodded, and personally sent her grandmother to the meditation room. When she returned to the wing, there was a little sand monk who took the bodhi wood and leaves that Yu Youyao wanted before.

The food made for eating must be seen clearly on the spot. Yu Youyao checked it carefully and found no problem, but found a folded note under the cloth bag.

Breathing tight, Yu Youyao didn't plan to make a sound, turned her head and instructed Chunxiao: "You don't have to wait in front of you, and take a rest."

Seeing Chunxiao leaving the door, and closing the door intimately, Yu Youyao opened the note. She felt uneasy and asked what the temple wanted, and a note was mixed in. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed unusual. , but when Yu Youyao saw the familiar words above, she smiled and bent her lips.

After writing down the contents of the note, Yu Youyao burned the note and called Chunxiao: "It's a rare visit to Baoning Temple. I plan to go to the meditation room to listen to Zen, and to pray for my grandmother and cousin."

There's nothing wrong with this, but Chunxiao couldn't help but ask: "Isn't Miss the most impatient to go to the meditation room to listen to Zen? Every time the old lady goes alone, she doesn't bring Miss with you." It's very strange today. .

Yu Youyao didn't explain: "Suddenly I wanted to go."

This answer Chunxiao is also wrong.

Yu Youyao took Chunxiao and went out of the wing with the two wives. When he saw a little monk, he stepped forward and asked, "Where is Master Huiji's meditation room?"

Monk Xiaosha pointed the way, and Yu Youyao thanked him before going over.

Chun Xiao was a little uneasy: "Miss, aren't you going to the old lady's place?"

Yu Youyao shook his head: "I also want to listen to Zen on a whim, and it's not easy to disturb my grandmother's purity."

It was quite self-aware, Chun Xiao didn't say anything more.

Master Huiji's meditation room was not far apart, and he reached it after a turn. Yu Youyao ordered the two old ladies to stay outside, and brought Chunxiao into the room, leaving Chunxiao to stay outside and entering the inner room alone.

The room was a little dark, with sparse light and shadow, which penetrated through the window panes, creating a sense of silence. Yu Youyao saw at a glance that his cousin was sitting under the window of the meditation room, with a chessboard in front of him, with black and white dots crisscrossing it.

"Cousin!" Yu Youyao's voice was cheerful, she sat on the seat opposite her cousin, and asked with her lips bent, "Why did you come to Baoning Temple? You even sent me a note."

The corners of Zhou Linghuai's lips were also slightly curved: "There are some things to deal with. Thinking that you are also in Baoning Temple, I borrowed Master Huiji's meditation center to see you. There is nothing special."

Yu Youyao suddenly thought of the man in black who called his cousin "Young Master", his eyelids jumped, but he didn't ask anything, and changed the subject: "Isn't it the day when Uncle Sun opened the furnace and made alchemy? Why are you still messing around? Walk?"

Zhou Linghuai smiled: "The alchemist is Uncle Sun, not me, and it doesn't interfere with my presence or absence."

This is true, Yu Youyao nodded: "How is Sun Bo's alchemy refining? Has it been successful? Unfortunately, I'm not in the mansion, otherwise I can see it with my own eyes."

Zhou Linghuai smiled deeply: "Everything is going well, but it's not so easy to make alchemy. Once the furnace is opened, this alchemy can't be made in an instant."