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

Yan Ruyu lowered her eyes to hide the coldness in them.

Miss Cheng would like to marry a man like Huo Changhe, but she is afraid she has no chance.

The eldest lady noticed that she was not in a good mood and thought that she was unhappy about being rejected by Miss Cheng just now.

"Ruyu, don't worry about those words. She doesn't want to go with us, and we don't have to go with her. We are more comfortable together."

Yan Ruyu's eyes turned into a smile: "Yes, what mother said makes sense."

"Young girls are shy. They must be here to seek marriage today. They are afraid that we will tell her about it and she will be shy."

The eldest lady also made the same guess, but Yan Ruyu did not comment.

Never mind. This is good too. It saves the Madam from getting angry.

Continuing to walk up, Yan Ruyu had stopped thinking about this matter, and then she heard Miss Cheng ask: "Mother, that old woman said that you once spoke for the wife of the Zhennan Palace at the Wu family?"

"Is she the mother of the Prince of Zhennan?"

Mrs. Cheng chuckled, and Yan Ruyu felt that her laughter contained something else.

"Yes, it's her. We have seen many people who were exiled here. It's not uncommon for people like the Zhennan King's family to be so glamorous and have their own houses after they arrived. So, your father has been paying attention to them since they came."

"What does the Prince of Zhennan look like? Is he handsome? I heard his princess is very beautiful, right?"

"I have never seen what she looks like, but the princess is beautiful. She looked very noble at the Wu family that day."

Madam Cheng seemed to snort: "But, those are useless. What good is an exiled prince, no matter how brave and heroic he is? Without military power, he is just a tiger with its teeth pulled out."

"Then mother, are you still speaking for his mother?"

"Am I doing that for his sake? I am doing that for Madam Cao's sake. I see that Madam Cao is very polite to the princess. Madam Cao is also confused. I don't know why she is trying to curry favor with the Prince of Zhennan. She only has the title of a prince, and will only become more and more decadent in the future."

"Didn't mother say that the princess was very noble? She must be rich too."

"He is from the capital. The Prince of Zhennan was stationed in Shencheng before, so he still has some connections. Those generals are loyal to each other, so they can provide some financial support."

"But looking at the behavior of the prince's mother and princess, they have spent all their money on clothes, jewelry, and houses. I'm afraid there is not much left."

"I sent a letter to their house before, just to see if they lived in luxury. But they said the lady was not at home and didn't see me."

Mrs. Cheng chuckled again, this time with a stronger sarcasm: "She is guilty and afraid that I will see through their superficial appearance and their rottenness."

Miss Cheng burst out laughing: "Mother is right. I still remember that they sent someone to return the gift. I don't remember what the gift was, but I only remember that there was a bouquet of flowers, which was quite beautiful."

"I don't know what the gift is," said Mrs. Cheng, "I'll give it to the old woman when I get it. If the flower doesn't bloom well, I won't keep it."

Yan Ruyu felt that being too sensitive was sometimes not a good thing.

She closed her eyes slightly, suppressed her anger, and made note of this matter.

We were now outside the temple gate, which was wide open and a faint fragrance wafted out from inside.

It turned out to be the Buddhist incense made by Huo Zhongmao.

The eldest lady asked in a low voice, "Is that our Buddhist incense? It smells really good."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "Yes, Huo Zhongmao is now a master at making this kind of incense."

The eldest lady agreed: "Yes, he loves to tinker with this. He did the same when he opened the shop before. Now that we have a complete range of spices, he can get whatever he wants. He is like a fish in water."

"Dear donors, please hurry up."

As soon as the eldest lady and Yan Ruyu stepped onto the last step, the monk guarding the door said, "We will close the gate in one more hour."

The eldest lady was surprised: "Is it going to be closed so soon?"

The monk said calmly, "We close at a fixed time every day. This is the rule. If you feel that there is not enough time, please come earlier next time."

The lady said "Hey" and looked at the monk, but the monk turned and left.

"What an attitude!"

Yan Ruyu glanced at the monk. Huo Changhe came up from behind and whispered, "Mother, don't pay attention to him. Big stores bully customers, and the same is true for temples."

The eldest lady snorted, "You are still serving in front of the Buddha with this. It's really embarrassing for the Buddha."

"Mother is absolutely right. Let's go to the main hall."

Yan Ruyu had heard from Huo Zhongmao that the hall was quite old, so she was mentally prepared.

But when he entered the palace, he was still a little surprised and felt that what Huo Zhongmao said was a bit conservative.

This isn't just old, it's very old.

The Buddha statues are somewhat mottled and have completely lost their original colors.

There was a lot of incense burning in front of the Buddha, and the fragrant mist was lingering. The wisps of fragrance spread out and gathered in the sky, like a fragrant cloud, calming people's minds.

Two monks were chanting scriptures nearby, but Yan Ruyu couldn't understand what they were chanting.

The eldest lady whispered, "We should have asked the abbot to come with us at that time so that we could listen to their Buddhist teachings, wouldn't that be the same."

Yan Ruyu originally planned to ask the abbot to come along, but then something unexpected happened at the Mu Mansion and there was no time for him to change his appearance, so she had to give up.

Furthermore, Yan Ruyu was also worried that if the monks here saw the abbot and wanted to discuss Buddhism with him, wouldn’t that expose her?

While he was hesitating, the monk behind the other table said, "Are you going to burn incense or not? If not, please move aside."

Yan Ruyu came back to her senses, and the eldest lady said, "Since you are here, of course you have to go."

The monk said bluntly: "Then come over and get the incense."

The eldest lady walked over and picked up two sticks of incense from the basket beside her, taking one for herself and giving one to Yan Ruyu.

Just as he was about to turn around and burn incense, the monk stopped him and said, "Hey, give me some money."

The eldest lady was puzzled: "What money?"

"How interesting! You don't pay for the incense?" The monk frowned and looked at the lady. "You seem old, but you don't know this rule?"

The eldest lady glared and said, "What rules? The temple's rule of forcing people to buy incense? That's really embarrassing. Not to mention my current age, I won't understand it even if I live another 30 years."

"How dare you, old woman, speak so arrogantly here!"

As the monk said this, he was about to reach out to grab the incense from the lady's hand.

As soon as he made a move, Huo Changhe grabbed his wrist.

He immediately screamed in pain.

"Oh, you... you dare to do this in front of the Buddha! You are really rebellious, someone come here!"

Yan Ruyu said coldly: "Who started it first? You're still calling it a rebellion? What are you rebelling against? Who are you rebelling against? A temple, do you think you can call yourself the God?"

The monk was startled and felt guilty: "That's not what I meant. Don't talk nonsense."

Huo Changhe exerted force on his hands: "Apologize to my mother!"

The monk felt pain but still clenched his teeth and refused to apologize.

At this moment, a female voice sounded: "You are being violent in front of the Buddha. Aren't you afraid of being blamed by the Buddha? Do you still want to pray to the Buddha for help?"