After rebirth, I ran wild in the heart of His Highness the Prince

After going up the mountain and walking towards the secluded path, you can see a courtyard with green tiles and white walls, and smoke slowly rising from the kitchen.

The air in the mountains was fresh, and Qin Zhongwan's heart calmed down. There was a faint scent of sandalwood in the nunnery, and she walked slowly through the door.

"Donor, this is a place of pure cultivation, and no outsiders are allowed to offer incense."

A delicate woman in plain clothes and a square hat stopped Qin Zhongwan.

"Benefactor, please come back."

The woman raised her hand to signal the person to leave, and Qin Zhongwan stated his intention until the nun heard Qin Xiaoyun's name and frowned slightly.

"Miss Qin, benefactor, come with me." The tone was a little unhappy. Qin Zhongwan listened thoughtfully, but he did not expect that one day she would also enjoy the feeling of being implicated.

It seems that Qin Xiaoyun is not liked by others in this nunnery.

The comely woman, named Huijing, led Qin Zhongwan to the backyard. On the way, she made some inquiries.

Huijing's chat box was opened.

"Monks shouldn't talk nonsense, but what my sister did is really excessive. There is no distinction between status and status in the nunnery. How can there be any distinction between third, sixth and ninth grade in serving incense?"

"But Miss Qin said that she is a young lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion and cannot be with...low-class people like us."

Huijing became a monk and practiced cultivation, but she did not get rid of her temper. Everyone has a temper.

When Qin Zhongwan heard this, he could imagine that Qin Xiaoyun's heart was as high as the sky and her life was as thin as paper.

Otherwise, we wouldn't have fallen to this.

If she lived peacefully in the nunnery, accompanied by the ancient Buddha with a green lantern, Qin Jingguo would like to save face and would not let the eldest daughter of the prime minister's house get a bad reputation.

If Qin Xiaoyun had stayed on her own terms, and if her eldest sister-in-law hadn't intercepted those letters, she might have succeeded.

During the conversation, Huijing turned aside and let Qin Zhongwan duck into the courtyard.

"You still think you are your rich lady in Kyoto?!"

The sharp throat stung Qin Zhongwan's ears, so she crossed the threshold and walked in.

Even though the man's back was turned, Qin Zhongwan recognized Qin Xiaoyun at a glance.

She was sitting on a small stool, leaning against the well. Just by looking at her back, one could tell that she was not living a good life. Her back was thin and she had lost a lot of weight after leaving the prime minister's house.

We happened to encounter a lively scene with an older sister-in-law who was also dressed in plain clothes. The sister-in-law slapped her and landed heavily on Qin Xiaoyun's thin shoulder.

Qin Zhongwan saw it clearly. She shivered and subconsciously covered her head.

He actually couldn't even hide anymore.

Qin Zhongwan couldn't help but be a little surprised. Huijing explained at the side: "Miss Qin was not good at work and was always lazy. Aunt Huimin taught her a lesson and she changed her laziness."

"I'm going to tell my aunt to stop."

Huijing had just taken a step when Qin Zhongwan's complex voice came from behind, "No need."

Qin Xiaoyun was beaten several times by the girl, and she made two grunts from time to time.

She used to be such a proud and arrogant person, but now she was bullied by a woman in a nunnery. She must have felt very unhappy.

However, it was all her own fault and she could not blame anyone else.

"No need to see you, thank you aunt for showing me the way."

Qin Zhongwan said politely and walked back and forth without looking back.

Qin Xiaoyun was trapped in this nunnery, unable to make any waves, so what could she do if she wrote letters every day?Her letters will never reach the person they want to send them to.

The stone steps in the mountain are rugged, and Qin Zhongwan needs to concentrate on walking down step by step, leaving all his old dreams behind.

Chang'an squatted at the door of Qin Mansion, waiting left and right, watching the sun almost set, but still no one came.