On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Yan Ruyu waited patiently to see what the outcome would be from the abbot's side.

Huo Changhe entered Lou Tingyu's room, and there was a faint smell of medicine in the room.

Lou Tingyu felt that as soon as he came in, he had nowhere to put his hands and feet and the space was very cramped.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

"No instructions, just to see how your injury is," Huo Changhe said lightly.

"The doctor checked it out. It's nothing serious. It's just a skin injury. He applied medicine."

Huo Changhe nodded: "Just be patient for another day, and you can move somewhere else tomorrow."

Lou Tingyu quickly said, "Your Highness, that's not right. It's already great to have a place to stay."

"Did the princess ask you anything?"

Lou Tingyu thought that he had come after all, and cleared his throat and said, "I asked, but I said that my brain was a little damaged and I couldn't remember some things clearly."

Huo Changhe glanced at him and he felt a chill in his heart, wondering if he had said something wrong.

"Your Highness," Lou Tingyu lowered his eyes, "I don't know if it's my illusion, but from what the princess said, it seems that she doesn't particularly want to find her biological parents."

Huo Changhe narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"

"The princess seemed to be more interested in the space. She asked a lot of questions, but she didn't ask about the Yan family. She didn't have that kind of... urgency and enthusiasm to finally find her relatives."

In fact, what Lou Tingyu felt was right. Yan Ruyu really didn't have it. She wanted to find her grandfather more. She didn't know what would happen to her grandfather in this strange world.

Although the Yan family are ancestors and relatives, the relationship between them is much weaker. Moreover, Yan Ruyu also knows that they are fine. They have been passed down for thousands of years. She is their only descendant, so there is nothing to worry about.

As for her biological parents, no one knew that her soul had been replaced long ago, so her parents in this life didn’t really matter.

Even if I have the chance to meet him in the future, I will just ask him about the space, or if I really can't find my grandfather, I will ask him for some clues.

Huo Changhe felt uncomfortable when he heard this. Lou Tingyu sighed, "The young lady must have suffered a lot of grievances, which is why she is so disheartened."

Huo Changhe's eyes were stern: "Whether she is your eldest daughter or not is still unknown. Even if she is, what your clan leader did to her is no less than what the Yan family did!"

Lou Tingyu opened his mouth and closed it again - he didn't know how to refute.

Inside the house, the abbot came out from the space.

Yan Ruyu put down the teacup: "How is it?"

The abbot held a note and said, "Look, Wa Ziyi is indeed moving forward, and the path is not off track. The broken jade piece did not appear. I guess it may be because it is not a complete object, so it does not have this positioning function."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "It's possible."

"This sachet is interesting," the abbot handed over the note, "it also has a location, but it's not in the city."

Yan Ruyu took the note and read it. There were three words on it, two circles and one word: Chen.

"What does this say?"

"Shenyuan Temple."

Yan Ruyu wondered: "Temple?"

"Yes, it is a temple," said the abbot, "but I don't know ..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Ruyu waved her hand.

"Why does this name sound so familiar? Where have I heard it before?"

As Yan Ruyu spoke, a new sachet rolled out from her sleeve.

Her mind suddenly became clear: "Oh, I remember, I heard Huo Zhongmao talk about Shenyuan Temple today."

The abbot became interested: "What is that place?"

"The temple is not particularly popular, but there are still many pilgrims. The spice shop even delivered some goods to them today, including..."

Yan Ruyu picked up the sachet and remembered what Huo Zhongmao said, that people who wanted spices would order several other spices in addition to Buddhist incense, and that the fragrant sand used in the original sachets was of better quality than what was in their shop.

Yan Ruyu immediately felt that this sachet was the key.

She immediately stood up and walked out.

The abbot didn't understand what was going on, so he hurried after them.

"Linlang!" Yan Ruyu called out.

Linlang walked quickly to the corridor: "Master, what do you want?"

"Go and invite Huo Zhongmao here, quickly."

"Yes." Linlang took the order and left.

The abbot and Yan Ruyu were standing on the steps. Upon hearing the sound, Huo Changhe came out of Lou Tingyu's room and stood at the door. Lou Tingyu followed beside him, with only half of his face showing.

Huo Changhe asked: "What's wrong?"

Yan Ruyu held the sachet in her hand and shook her head, saying, "Let's talk about it later when Huo Zhongmao comes."

Huo Changhe was about to go over to her when he suddenly felt someone pulling his sleeve.

He turned around and saw Lou Tingyu lowering his head, as if trying to cover it up from others.

"Your Highness, please close the door and come in to talk," he said in a very low voice.

Huo Changhe was puzzled, but still did as he was told.

The room was closed, and Huo Changhe asked, "What's going on?"

Lou Tingyu raised his head and said quickly and quietly, "My Lord, who is that monk?"

Huo Changhe saw that he looked strange, so he asked instead of answering, "Do you know him?"

Lou Tingyu's throat rolled slightly and he took a deep breath: "My Lord, if I remember correctly, that monk is the one I told you about before, the one who told the clan leader that the woman rescued by the lady would give birth to a girl with heterochromatic eyes."

Huo Changhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light flashed in his narrow eyes.

"Is this true?"

"Did you read that correctly?"

"Didn't you say that you heard about this from others and you have never seen this monk?"

Lou Tingyu said, "There are two rooms next to the Yan family secret hall. Hanging inside are portraits of people who once brought glory to the family, or people who provided important help to the family."

"This monk is among them. Although I have never seen him, I have seen his portrait and even burned incense for him. The portrait is extremely well painted and lifelike. The material used is special and the color does not fade over the years."

"So, I am sure that the monk just now is the person in the portrait. Although so many years have passed and he has grown older, I am sure he is the one."

Huo Changhe was silent for a moment, a huge storm brewing in his mind.

Yan Ruyu said that she almost died when she was a child and was thrown into the farm. She was on the verge of life and death several times. Later, she met the abbot, who told her many truths and taught her skills, which enabled her to survive.

Yan Ruyu regarded the abbot as her benefactor, like a teacher and a father. For this reason, he was also very respectful to the abbot, not because the abbot was a famous Buddhist master, but because he saved Yan Ruyu.

But now, if what Lou Tingyu said was true, then the abbot's appearance that year was not accidental, and it seemed like a conspiracy.

What on earth does he want to do?

Huo Changhe had no way of knowing.

Thinking about how the abbot had been with them for so long, and how he and Ruyu were so devoted to each other, but he didn't know what the abbot was thinking, he felt a little scared.

"Your Majesty?" Lou Tingyu whispered, "What should we do now?"

Huo Changhe suppressed his surging thoughts and looked at him: "Don't act rashly. I will try my best not to let you meet. If you meet, you must stay calm and don't reveal anything."

Lou Tingyu nodded: "...Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door.