Yixiu's Rebirth: Sending Bai Lianhua's Sister to Become a Concubine

A good show was going on in the Fourth Prince's mansion, and Ganlu Temple was not quiet either.

For example, Mo Yan's changes were quickly noticed.

Originally, the head of Ganlu Temple assigned the job of gatekeeper to Mo Yan because he saw that she was usually dignified and serious, but now he saw that she was always smiling.

If a person suddenly becomes happy, it is nothing more than that there is good meat in the bowl, good wine on the table, and someone to talk to around him.

Mo Yan is a monk, so it is impossible for him to enjoy good food and good wine.

It could only be that she found someone she could talk to.

These days, Mo Yan would go to Rouze to chat almost every day, and sometimes when it was time for dinner, the two of them would eat together.

As he came here more often and became familiar with the place, Mo Yan also let go of his initial reservation.

However, as soon as Mo Yan entered the courtyard that day, he was stopped by Fang Ruo: "Sorry, Master, our young master is here and is talking to the master. I'm afraid he has no time to see you today."

"Young Master is here? How come I didn't know?" Mo Yan blurted out. Meeting Fang Ruo's puzzled look, he explained, "What I meant was... I didn't see the noble's carriage when I was on duty at the temple gate just now. I'm afraid I was negligent..."

Fang Ruo smiled and said, "Master, you forgot that our young master is a man and originally took another route. Master was not there."

Mo Yan said a few yeses in a row and then said goodbye and left.

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Inside the room, Xinghui and Rouze were sitting at the table drinking tea.

After sending Rouze to Ganlu Temple last time, Xinghui asked his father Feiyanggu for permission to go to the outskirts of Beijing to train soldiers for twenty days. On the one hand, he asked for advice from the stationed soldiers, and on the other hand, he taught them all his martial arts.

Xinghui is a man who has been on the battlefield many times. Every move he makes is ruthless. He is willing to take people's lives even if it means losing eight hundred lives himself.

Therefore, his arrival was very popular among some new recruits, and everyone felt that it had broadened their horizons.

Because of the last war with the Dzungars, Kangxi had intended for his generals to get closer to the garrison stationed in the capital in order to enhance the actual combat capabilities of the garrison.

However, after a war, many generals had seen rivers of blood and corpses everywhere, and they needed to rest and calm down before returning to normal life, so no one had time to go there.

Now, Xinghui had made a start, and Emperor Kangxi was very satisfied with him when he learned about it. He praised him for his hard work and his understanding of the emperor's intentions, and said he was a role model among young soldiers.

After receiving the emperor's praise, Xinghui also rested at home.

After all, he needs to be in the limelight, but he also needs to know when to stop. He is not the stupid boy from the Fucha family who does things based on his likes and dislikes.

After resting at home for a day, Xinghui came to Ganlu Temple to visit Rouze the next day.

At this time, he had already told Rouze about Wujina entering the Fourth Prince's mansion, and said that according to the servants in the mansion, Wujina has been highly favored since she entered the mansion, and even Yixiu in the past could not compare to her.

Wujina was a Mongolian who loved riding horses, so the Fourth Prince Yinzhen specially ordered people to find a docile mare for her. He also allowed her to wear Mongolian clothes instead of cheongsam when she was in the mansion to ease her homesickness when she was away from her homeland.

Rouze frowned upon hearing this.

She was counting the days here, but now, less than a month had passed and a new person had come to the mansion. Wouldn't the Fourth Prince forget about her even more?

Xinghui even reminded Rouze, "Now that His Majesty the Emperor is promoting the idea of ​​Manchus, Mongols and Han people as one family, the princes are willing to marry a Mongolian princess to express their understanding and obedience to His Majesty's will. Except for the fourth prince Yinzhen, the eldest and second princes have also married Mongolian women."

"Then, what about the fetus in Lingyu's womb? Since this Mongolian woman is so favored, how can we just watch other women give birth to babies smoothly?"

Holding onto a glimmer of hope, Rouze looked at Xinghui, but received only a disappointed shake of the head from him: "I haven't heard of any problems in the Fourth Prince's mansion yet."

He looked at Rouze and thought for a while, "It's been almost a month since my sister came out. If there are new people coming into the mansion continuously, I'm afraid that even if my sister goes back in the future, it will be useless. Instead of waiting for death, we might as well think about how to get the Fourth Prince to come to Ganlu Temple and let him meet my sister."

"I'm afraid it's difficult. How can the Fourth Prince remember me when he's seduced by those vixens?" Rouze was listless and couldn't muster up any energy.

Xinghui didn't take it seriously: "Hey, men always fall in love with every girl they meet. Sister is beautiful. Even when we came to Ganlu Temple that day, I saw that Fourth Prince was still reluctant to leave. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so eager to make an appointment in March."

"Don't worry, sister. It will be the first day of the new year soon. According to tradition, we need to pray for blessings. I will persuade the Fourth Prince to go away and come to Ganlu Temple."

After saying this, Xinghui stopped mentioning the matter.

He never likes nonsense. Once he decides to do something, he will try his best to achieve it.

He raised his hand and took a box and said, "I brought my sister her favorite roasted pigeon eggs and eggplant soaked in sesame oil. Come and try them. We have been talking for a while. If the dishes get cold, they will not taste good."

Hearing the name of the dish, Rouze smiled. Her younger brother still cared about her preferences like he did in the past, which was much more comfortable than the Fourth Prince who fell in love with every girl he met.

"But this Ganlu Temple is a temple after all. Eating meaty food like pigeon eggs is... not so good..." Staring at the food box in Xinghui's hand, Rouze was a little hesitant.

Xinghui, on the other hand, didn't care: "We are just two siblings, why should you be so particular about these little etiquettes? Besides, you haven't really become a nun, and the money I've given you is enough, so who dares to speak to those nuns?"

As he spoke, Xinghui had already picked up a pigeon egg and put it into Rouze's bowl: "Sister, try it quickly. You haven't had meat for 20 days. You've never suffered so much in the past. You've already given face to these nuns by not bringing a roast chicken."

Rouze listened without saying much. She lowered her head and put a pigeon egg into her mouth. It was a long-lost fragrance. She smiled at Xinghui and said, "Brother is still the best. I wonder which girl will be lucky enough to marry our Xinghui in the future."