Female Supreme: Population is in crisis, I have a fruit-bearing tree

After eating and drinking, everyone chatted for a while and then dispersed.

Baili Honglan pulled Su Qinghe aside and asked in a low voice,

"Are you really not going to be an official? This is an opportunity that many people would beg for. Were you embarrassed by the crowd just now?"

Su Qinghe didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Sister Baili, I'm very thick-skinned! If you really wanted to, I wouldn't refuse even if there were more people here, but I really don't have that intention."

"I know you're doing this for my own good, but I'm really not cut out for that. I just want to guard my little piece of land and live my life."

Baili Honglan sighed.

"Okay, I respect your choice. But don't worry, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, just come to me. This is my home address in Beijing."

Baili Honglan grabbed a brush from the table beside her, wrote an address and handed it to Su Qinghe.

Su Qinghe took it, waited for the ink to dry, then folded the paper carefully and put it in her arms.

When he looked at Baili Honglan again, his eyes were full of sincerity.

"Thank you, Sister Baili. If you have any problems, please come to me. I will do my best to help you."

Hearing this, Baili Honglan was somewhat moved. She hugged Su Qinghe and patted her on the back.

"Good sister! It's worth it for me, Baili Honglan, to have you and An Min as my friends in this life!"

She slapped Su Qinghe's back, making a loud slapping sound. But seeing that she was immersed in her emotions, Su Qinghe didn't want to disturb her and could only silently endure this sudden blow.

"What are you two doing behind my back?"

Qin Anmin's loud voice suddenly came from the side, and both of them were startled and quickly separated.

When they came to their senses and thought about it, it seemed that they had not done anything shameful, and there was some resentment in their eyes when they looked at Qin Anmin.

"What, what are you doing?"

Qin Anmin felt a chill down his spine when they looked at him, and he even stuttered when he spoke.

Su Qinghe was the first to return to normal. Seeing that Qin Anmin seemed to be in trouble, she hurriedly asked.

"Nothing, Sister Qin, what do you want to talk to us about?"

When Su Qinghe asked this, Qin Anmin remembered that he had something to discuss with them, and quickly cleared his throat.

"Ahem, um, isn't Honglan going back to Beijing in two days?"

Qin Anmin looked at Baili Honglan, his eyes full of reluctance.

"I thought that I would have nothing to do later. It will be the Double Ninth Festival in two days. Should we go to Lingyan Temple to burn incense together?"

Baili Honglan's eyes lit up when she heard this.

"Okay! Wasn't it in Lingyan Temple that Yuan Tongjun was captured by Qinghe before? That's where he achieved his success this time. I might as well go take a look."

Seeing that both of them were looking at him, Su Qinghe quickly nodded. "I have no objection."

……

Early in the morning of the second day, three or four horse-drawn carriages slowly drove towards Lingyan Mountain.

Inside the car, the atmosphere was weird. Su Qinghe looked at her nose and her heart, but she didn't look at the men in the car.

I don’t know why Ling Feng is so on Lin Xi’s side. He just learned about the little monk from himself, and when he heard that they were going to Lingyan Temple, he turned around and told Lin Xi.

Lin Xi knew that, given his harmonious relationship with a few people, why would it be necessary for the others to know?

Everything was fine yesterday, but Su Qinghe noticed that the atmosphere was wrong early this morning.

Lin Xi was fine, just that her thoughts were a little wandering. Ji Yuan looked at Su Qinghe with some reproach in his eyes.

It’s not that I feel resentful that my wife is taking a new bride, but I just think it’s not right to marry a monk.

Ji Qingyu, just as Ling Feng said, looked at Su Qinghe with eyes full of resentment. He wanted to speak several times, but stopped because there were so many people in the car.

"My dear wife, is this the young master who was offering incense in the hall that day?"

No one else said anything because Su Qinghe's matter was not confirmed yet. Qin Angge was too stubborn to think too much about it. He was really curious and asked casually.

When they heard him ask, the other people in the car pricked up their ears.

Su Qinghe was a little embarrassed and just hummed softly.

She didn't tell Ling Feng her name when she talked to him that night, so these people didn't know it at all. Unexpectedly, Qin Angge actually guessed it right.

The other people all seemed to be thinking about it when they heard it.

Ji Qingyu took the lead in speaking tentatively.

"Didn't my wife argue with him that day? I saw that he was quite angry with my wife at that time. They have only been together for a few days, so he shouldn't like my wife, right?"

Ji Yuan smiled and shook his head.

"It's hard to say. You hated your wife so much back then, but now you still like her. She's more sensible than you."

"Brother, what are you talking about? I don't hate my wife!"

Hearing Ji Yuan mention his past self, Ji Qingyu felt guilty and quickly denied it.

Lin Xi laughed out loud, while Qin Ange and Ling Feng looked puzzled.

They all came in later and had no idea how Ji Qingyu and Su Qinghe got along in the past.

"Brother Qingyu, did you hate your wife in the past?"

Qin Ange cast an inquiring look at Su Qinghe.

"I do not have."

Before Su Qinghe could speak, Ji Qingyu had already answered the question.

Seeing his anxious look, Su Qinghe smiled and shook her head. "Probably not."

Seeing that Su Qinghe did not expose him, Ji Qingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want his future husband to know about the embarrassing thing that happened in the past.

Since Su Qinghe said so, the two men who knew the truth naturally did not bring up the topic again. Instead, they focused their attention on the monk who might become their brothers.

Lin Xi waved the fan in her hand and asked Su Qinghe with a smile.

"My dear wife, I remember... that young master's name was Wuwang, right?"

Facing Lin Xi's bright eyes, Su Qinghe couldn't bear to lie to him, so she could only nod honestly.

"Don't take it too seriously. After all, he and I didn't find anything. We just spent a few days together due to circumstances."

Su Qinghe explained patiently.

"The young master is devoted to Buddhism, so how could he be disturbed by such a small matter?"

Although they heard what Su Qinghe said, it was obvious that they were still extremely looking forward to going up the mountain.

The carriage swayed as it moved up the mountain, and while the group was chatting they reached the mountainside.

The group of people walked up the mountain as before. Because there was no pregnant man this time, they walked much faster. It was still early when they arrived at the gate of Lingyan Temple.

After more than three months of recuperation, Lingyan Temple has regained its former popularity, and now there is an endless stream of people coming to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.

Su Qinghe and his group walked into the main hall with ease. Because there were so many people and they stood out, the monks in the hall could almost immediately spot Su Qinghe walking in front of them.

"Donor Su!"

Su Qinghe looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged monk, who smiled and nodded.

Upon seeing this, the monk, along with several other monks in the hall, walked up to Su Qinghe and greeted the group of people.