The heroine eavesdropped on her heart, and my villain's character collapsed.

After settling the matter with the Hou family.

The next day, the work of a master of painting in Kyoto was put up for auction.

At the auction, this painting was priced at 1,000 yuan of high-quality spiritual stones.

No one bid in the audience.

Even if it is a work by that master of painting, it is just an ordinary painting after all. It is not like a rich man is out of his mind to spend a thousand high-grade spiritual stones to buy this thing.

But the pretty lady in the painting aroused the interest of many people.

It happened that this master of painting was drinking with some friends in an inn in the evening.

Someone was curious about the beauty in the painting, so they went over to inquire about it, only to learn that the beauty in the painting was not fictional, but the little girl raised by the Hou family in a boudoir.

Soon, news spread in Kyoto that the declining Hou family had a stunning beauty.

Others went to Hou's house to visit him.

Hou Wen, the head of the Hou family, thanked guests behind closed doors and said that his daughter was already engaged and hoped that everyone would not pay attention to this matter.

But the more Hou Wen acted like this, the more curious everyone became, and they even inquired about who he was engaged to.

This wave of gossip has been lively in Kyoto for several days.

Everyone's attention shifted to other major events.

After all, this is Kyoto, the most lively place in China, with all kinds of things happening all the time.

Except for some of the elite guards in the Xisi Room who were transferred to the Hou Mansion, the others were keeping tabs on them everywhere according to Tang Yu's request.

After waiting for nearly ten days, there was still no movement in the Hou Mansion.

Tang Yu is not in a hurry. Fishing requires a long-term approach to catch big fish.

At this moment, he was waiting for news in his chamber of commerce, when a beautiful maid who had arrived at the chamber of commerce for the first time trotted in.

"President, today is the day for burning incense in the middle of the month."

"Know it."

Tang Yu stretched out and stood up slowly, burning incense in the middle of the month. It was the day to see Mrs. Liu.

After changing into a green shirt and tidying up, Tang Yu went out and rushed to Qingshui Temple.

After arriving at Qingshui Temple, Tang Yu wandered around Qingshui Temple for a while, and finally sat under a thousand-year-old tree.

This ginkgo tree has lived for more than seven thousand years and has been influenced by spiritual energy. This tree has already developed spiritual consciousness and can be regarded as a kind of spirit.

It's just that it's still difficult for the monster to transform.

It is more difficult for tree spirits to cultivate to the point of transformation than monsters. They can only slowly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the form of their own bodies day after day.

Due to the change of seasons, the leaves of this ginkgo tree fluttered all over the ground, and the entire western circumference was covered by its leaves. Looking around, the golden landscape was beautiful.

Tang Yu sat on the floor, took out the tea table and tea set from the storage ring, drank tea and admired the scenery.

After a while, Liu Mingzhu, who came to the temple to burn incense, wandered around the temple with two maids and walked to the ginkgo tree.

"Madam, this place is so beautiful this year. The golden color is so beautiful. It would be great if we had a few ginkgo trees like this at home. I would be very happy just sitting at home and looking at them every day."

A little maid hugged Liu Mingzhu's arm affectionately and said.

"Definitely. These monks built temples specifically to choose famous mountains and rivers. They are all good places with beautiful scenery. If I have money in the future, I will buy a temple and live in it as a cave."

Another little maid answered.

Liu Mingzhu seemed not to have heard what the two little maids said, and looked forward with a stern look.

She was dressed in green and had her back turned to her.

That familiar back.

He was exactly the same as the late husband she had missed for countless midnights.

Liu Mingzhu, whose pupils shrank, returned to the past in a trance.

They were not yet married that year, and they had feelings for each other but never said it. When they were playing under the tree, the man grabbed a handful of ginkgo leaves and threw them at him. He also grabbed the ginkgo leaves and threw them back. People are so naive yet they enjoy it.

The laughter between the two of them that year still seems to linger in their ears.

"lady?"

The little maid on the side saw her wife suddenly distracted and knew that she must be thinking about the deceased master of the family again, so she gently shook Liu Mingzhu's arm and called out.

Only then did Liu Mingzhu come back to her senses, and the scenes before her eyes turned into passing clouds and disappeared in an instant.

She smiled tenderly at the two little maids, touched their little heads and walked towards the one in green clothes.

As soon as she walked over, she saw a familiar face.

Mr. Tang?

Tang Yu, who was drinking tea from a cup, also had a look of astonishment on his face, then stood up and smiled.

"Mrs. Liu, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to see you again in the temple."

"It's been a long time since we last seen each other. Mr. Tang seems to be in a leisurely and elegant mood. Or is he working here as an errand?"

Liu Mingzhu asked with a smile.

She looked at Tang Yu in a daze, as if she was looking for her late husband.

Like and unlike.

"It's true that I have something to do. Let's be lazy here, have a cup of tea and look at the beautiful scenery."

Tang Yu pointed to the coffee table and said, "Madam, are you coming to have a drink with the two little girls? It's hard to say whether the incense burning at Qingshui Temple is effective, but the scenery is indeed not worth mentioning."

When Tang Yu called out, the two little maids blushed and hid behind Liu Mingzhu to secretly look at Tang Yu.

"They don't like to drink tea, but they often secretly drink some wine at home."

Liu Mingzhu smiled and let the two little maids play by themselves, then sat down slowly.

Tang Yu poured a cup of hot tea for Liu Mingzhu, and the two of them sat in the golden place, drinking tea and enjoying the scenery in silence.

Some silences are awkward.

Some silence is more pleasant than conversation.

The two of them tacitly appreciated the tranquility. When the pot of tea was drained to the bottom, Liu Mingzhu put down the cup and smiled.

"Mr. Tang, is he always so lonely? When he comes out to enjoy the scenery, he doesn't have two or three friends or confidants around him."

“I was a flower-viewer at that time, but now I don’t even have half of them.”

Tang Yu smiled lightly, with a hint of loneliness in his smile.

"I almost forgot that Young Master Tang is not from Kyoto. If you don't have any close friends in Kyoto, you might as well come to the temple in the middle of every month in the future. Young Master and I can still chat easily."

Liu Mingzhu admired the talented man in front of her more and more, and he could write poems and lyrics at his fingertips.

It would be great if his son was half as talented as him.

"Madam, I have an appointment. How dare you not come?"

Tang Yu laughed and started chatting with Liu Mingzhu. The two of them had a great time talking.

After chatting for about half an hour, Tang Yu put away the tea sets and left Qingshui Temple with Liu Mingzhu and went down the mountain.

Not long after coming down the mountain, Tang Yu pointed to a house on the roadside.

"Madam, it's rare to meet you today. You might as well go to my house to rest for a while. I just have a gift for you."

"A gift? How can this be so embarrassing?"

Liu Mingzhu waved her hands in embarrassment and said, "I haven't done anything to help you, so how could I be so shameless as to accept your gift?"

"Just some small gifts. Since we are friends, there is no need to be polite."

Tang Yu couldn't help but pulled Liu Mingzhu into the house he rented.

The scenery in the courtyard remained the same as before. As soon as Liu Mingzhu came in, she remembered the last time the two had an extremely ambiguous hug here.

"Hey, why is this loquat tree so dry?"

Liu Mingzhu looked at the loquat tree and said with some surprise.

Tang Yu groaned in his heart. During this period, he forgot to ask someone to help him water the water and keep an eye on it.

Then he said with a somewhat sad expression.

"I have been raising it for too many years. It is just an ordinary loquat tree. It relies entirely on spiritual liquid to survive. However, there is a limit to the use of external force. Human power is invincible."

Liu Mingzhu sighed and said: "Master, don't be too sad. You have tried your best. If you can't keep me, there is nothing you can do."

"The most important thing is that I can't keep it in the world, Zhu Yan recites the mirror and the flower recites the tree."

Tang Yu sighed softly, with a hint of loneliness on his handsome face.

When this scene falls in the eyes of the woman, that is the true feeling of pity for me.

PS: Don’t disturb my wife when she is busy in the kitchen. Yesterday, Ningguang was making egg fried rice in the kitchen, and I went to bother her. She turned off the fire in a hurry and dragged me back to the bedroom and said viciously: “I was busy with the fried rice, I forgot to fry you. "