The host of fast transmigration, she floated away

Chapter 397 Little monk, do you accept nuns in your temple? 56
Logically speaking, the princess and Ji Li should move into the princess mansion after that, but Wuxin did not move in.

Because on the second day of the ceremony, Wuxin and Jingkong left the imperial city.

……

The queen and Feng Wuhen personally escorted them both to the gate of the imperial city.

"Da... take good care of Xiao Wuyou. If she suffers even a little bit, I won't be done with you." Feng Wuhen said, feeling his heart aching.

He respected Master Jingkong so much, it was maddening for this fake monk to stare at his sister from the very beginning.

I wanted to beat him to death, but he couldn't.

"You'er, take care of yourself. If one day you want to go back to the palace, you can come back." The queen reached out and touched Wu Xin's face, with tears in her eyes.

"Yeah." Wu Xin nodded and agreed.

The queen glanced at Jing Kong, sighed, and said, "She has never suffered, you must take good care of her."

"Don't worry, Queen." Both the Queen and Feng Wuhen knew that Jingkong was a fake monk, and Jingkong no longer looked like an accomplished monk.

Wuxin was helped into the carriage by Jingkong, and after saying goodbye to the queen and Feng Wuhen, Qingkong let the guards drive away.

Feng Wuhen was worried, so he sent two guards to protect them, and let them take Qiuyue with them by the way.

The headroom and unintentional departure made many people speculate.

Some people say that emptiness is to treat with innocence.

Some people say that Chin Kung should take Wu Xin as his disciple.

It is also said that headroom should take Wuxin to find a cure.

……

Only Feng Wuhen knew, what the hell, his sister was abducted, and he didn't know how long it would take to leave.

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Three years later

Jiangcheng
It was the misty rain season, and it was drizzling, but the pedestrians on the road did not look in a hurry at all. They were holding oil-paper umbrellas and walking leisurely on the street.

Wuxin was carrying two oiled paper bags in her hands, wearing a green dress, and her hair tied up high, letting Qiuyue walk slowly in the rain with an umbrella.

It wasn't until he reached a medical clinic that Wuxin turned a corner and walked inside.

"Little monk, I'm back." Today is a rainy day, and there are not many people in the medical hall.

When the medicine boy in the medical center saw Wuxin coming in, he said hello, "Madam, Sister Qiuyue, you are back."

Wuxin nodded, glanced at Yaotong, "Where did the little monk go?"

"Sir, he has gone on a medical visit and should be back soon." The medicine boy replied.

Qiuyue had already put away her umbrella and glanced at Wuxin, "Madam, go in first and drink some hot tea to warm yourself up. Although the rain is light, it is still cold."

"En." Wuxin replied, and handed an oiled paper bag in her hand to the drug boy, "You guys share it." Then she took another oiled paper bag and walked into the yard behind the medical hall.

Yaotong sighed, and then added, "Thank you Ma'am."

Qiuyue took the closed umbrella and followed to the back of the medical hall.

After a while, a young man wearing a bamboo hat walked in and shook his clothes. It was obvious that a lot of places were wet.

Behind him was a little boy carrying a medicine box and wearing a bamboo hat, "Sir, go in and change quickly, the rain in Jiangcheng will come whenever you say it..." The little boy whispered.

The drug boy who was playing with the abacus on the counter with his chin propped up straightened up, "Sir, are you back?"

Jingkong nodded, and then took off the hat on his head. Different from the naked appearance three years ago, now he has black hair that has reached his waist, and his hair is tied up with a white jade hairpin.

Jingkong handed the bamboo hat to the medicine boy beside him, "Is Madam back?"

(End of this chapter)