Rebirth: The Fourth Lady Wants to Lie Down

The night was as dark as ink, with twinkling stars. The hustle and bustle of the capital city gradually died down in the night. Only the lanterns in front of the Fourth Prince's mansion swayed in the wind, revealing a warm glow.

After several days of running around and making decisions, Yinzhen finally set out on his journey home. His figure seemed particularly lonely and resolute in the night.

"Gao Wuyong, prepare some hot water. My master needs to take a bath and change clothes." Yinzhen stepped into the front yard. Although his voice was soft, it was full of unquestionable majesty. Gao Wuyong responded immediately, secretly happy that his master had returned safely, and quickly ordered his servants to prepare everything.

The hustle and bustle in the front yard did not disturb the backyard in the slightest. There, was the place where the women and servants lived their daily lives. They were completely unaware of Yinzhen's return.

However, news always spreads faster than the wind. From the moment Yinzhen stepped into the front yard, it was like a stone thrown into a lake, causing ripples.

"Have you heard? The Fourth Master is back!" A maid lowered her voice and spoke to her companion beside her, with excitement flashing in her eyes.

"Really?" another maid asked in surprise, and the needlework in her hands stopped involuntarily.

"Yes, I heard that this time the Fourth Master went directly to Soetu's residence, and then to the Dali Temple, to deal with a lot of important matters." The news spread quickly in the backyard as if it had wings, and everyone's hearts were filled with admiration and curiosity for Yinzhen.

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Hangzhou, this ancient city slowly wakes up in the soft light of the early morning. Dewdrops hang lightly on the branches, like nature's most delicate pearls, while the gauze-like mist still lingers between the mountains, unwilling to dissipate easily.

An elegantly decorated carriage slowly moved through the hazy scenery, leaving clear marks on the wet ground, leading the returning heart towards the pure land of the soul.

The carriage finally stopped steadily in front of a towering ancient temple. The three large characters "Lingyin Temple" on the temple gate sparkled in the morning light, revealing a tranquility and solemnity that transcended the world.

The car door opened slightly, and a woman in an elegant long dress walked out slowly. She was Yi Ya, with a beautiful face and gentle temperament, like a fairy walking out of a painting.

"Fujin, be careful on the steps." Bai Zhi, the loyal maid, whispered softly and carefully helped Yi Ya get off the carriage. Her eyes were full of concern, fearing that this noble and weak master would make the slightest mistake.

The ancient temple is built on the mountain, and its red walls and black tiles look more simple and solemn in the morning light, as if it is a witness to the stillness of time. When the temple door opens, a distant and deep bell sound comes from the courtyard, penetrating the mist, echoing in the mountains, and striking the deepest part of people's hearts, making people involuntarily feel awe.

Yi Ya and Bai Zhi gently adjusted their skirts, fearing that the dust of this world would taint the purity of this holy place. They walked lightly and slowly into the temple, each step appearing so pious and solemn.

Inside the temple, incense smoke curls up and interweaves with the morning light, forming a harmonious and mysterious picture. The air is filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, which seems to have magical power, instantly washing away the restlessness and distractions in people's hearts, leaving only tranquility and peace.

Yi Ya first came to the main hall. She stopped, clasped her hands together gently, closed her eyes and concentrated, immersing all her thoughts in the tranquility of the moment.

She does not have too many extravagant hopes in her heart, and her wishes are simple and pure: she hopes her family will be healthy, safe and happy; she hopes that no matter where she is, she can maintain inner peace and kindness, and feel the beauty of the world with a gentle heart.

"May the Buddha bless you." Yi Ya silently prayed in her heart, and then slowly opened her eyes, with a more determined and gentle light flashing in her eyes. She believed that as long as she had good intentions, no matter what the road ahead was, she would be able to walk out of a bright and hopeful path.

Bai Zhi stood aside, silently watching Yi Ya, her heart was also filled with emotion and admiration. She knew that this seemingly weak concubine had extremely strong power and firm belief in her heart.

At this moment, she seemed to see the bell of Lingyin Temple, which not only echoed in the mountains, but also struck the depths of their hearts, allowing all the beauty and hope to take root and sprout in the morning light.