When Meng Ruyi walked up to him, Song Huaizhi clasped his hands together in front of the mirror and bowed deeply. Then he took the young girl and left. "Brother Song?"
Meng Ruyi was slightly stunned.
She knew that Song Huaizhi didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but why did he bow to the mirror just now?
Seeing the confusion in the young girl's eyes, Song Huaizhi explained, "This monk Mingjing has some skills."
It's a pity that he couldn't solve his own reincarnation either.
Recalling his experience in a certain reincarnation, Song Huaizhi's heart skipped a beat. He turned to Meng Ruyi and asked, "Did he ask you to do anything?"
"He said that it's a good place in the temple to pray for marriage and suggested that I burn an incense stick." Meng Ruyi didn't quite understand, but still went on, "Shall we go and burn one?"
[Meng Ruyi: Since we're here, let's burn an incense stick before leaving.]
[Hahaha, why does the one above sound so experienced? It's so funny. Why do we all have this kind of mentality?]
[I feel that the monk is like those spoiler masters in novels. He sees through everything and finally ascends to immortality.]
[I don't understand a single word of what he said to Yu Yu.]
Song Huaizhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Looking at Meng Ruyi, he even hooked the corner of his lips slightly. "Pray for marriage in White Horse Temple?"
"Monk Mingjing has some skills. He just likes to persuade others to burn incense in White Horse Temple."
Meng Ruyi: "...... Cough, cough, cough."
How could this be!
The lofty image that Mingjing had left just now instantly shattered into pieces. Meng Ruyi swallowed hard and even suspected that Mingjing was just talking nonsense.
Then Song Huaizhi said again, "But since he has spoken, let's go and take a look."
So Song Huaizhi took Meng Ruyi and walked towards a certain place.
"Where are Jing Zhe and Chuixue?"
Meng Ruyi suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten about them.
"It's okay. They've gone back first."
As he said this, Meng Ruyi realized that Song Huaizhi was leading her to the place for praying for marriage.
But without a guide, how did he know where that place was?
Right, Brother Song might have been from the capital originally. Maybe he had come here with his parents when he was a child?
Meng Ruyi guessed. There was a slight doubt in her heart, but it disappeared in a flash.
They came to a small courtyard. It was very quiet inside. Only a young novice monk was sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground. There was a huge tea tree in the yard with many red silk ribbons hanging on it.
Seeing Song Huaizhi and Meng Ruyi coming hand in hand, he put down the broom in his hand, clasped his hands together and said, "Are the two benefactors here to pray for marriage?"
Song Huaizhi nodded and said gently, "Yes. Please trouble you, little master."
After saying that, they saw the little master run into the main hall in a hurry and then come back quickly with two red silk ribbons and a pen in his hand. He said, "You two can do as you like. You can burn incense in the main hall, and there is also ink on the table inside."
Seeing that they took the things, the young novice monk picked up the broom again and continued to sweep the floor. He couldn't help sighing, "I haven't seen anyone come here for a long time."
Meng Ruyi: "......"
It turned out that Song Huaizhi didn't lie.
White Horse Temple was the temple with the best incense in the capital, but few people came here. It showed that this wasn't really a good place to pray for marriage.
Master Mingjing was quite interesting.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips. Meng Ruyi and Song Huaizhi walked towards the main hall.
There were only a few short incense sticks burning in the hall. The white smoke rose and then dispersed, leaving only a faint sandalwood smell.
Song Huaizhi picked up two incense sticks from the table beside, lit them and handed one to Meng Ruyi.
The two of them didn't say a word. They knelt on the round cushions tacitly and bowed three times.
Although this wasn't a good place for burning incense, this was White Horse Temple after all. It should be very effective, right?
Moreover, Master Mingjing was really extraordinary. So if she was sincere, would it be effective?
Meng Ruyi lowered her eyes and inserted the incense stick. She already had the answer in her heart.
Then she turned to write on the red silk ribbon. After writing, she quickly covered it so that Song Huaizhi couldn't see it.
"It won't be effective if you see it!"
Saying that, she ran outside quickly, tied the red silk ribbon to a branch. Seeing the red silk ribbon fluttering in the wind, she nodded with satisfaction.
Song Huaizhi found it funny. He wrote slowly and casually covered it so that Meng Ruyi couldn't see it.
"Then I won't let anyone see it either. Otherwise, it won't be effective."
Saying that, he also reached out to cover his own red silk ribbon.
Meng Ruyi felt as if a cat was scratching her heart, but she still gritted her teeth and held back. After all, she hadn't let Song Huaizhi see hers either, so she naturally had no reason to see his now.
I wonder what he wrote?
Song Huaizhi slowly tied the red silk ribbon on which he had written nothing. Then he said to Meng Ruyi, "Let's go. We'll go back."
[There's nothing written on Song Huaizhi's red silk ribbon!!!!]
[Wow, so arrogant! I thought he would at least write a sentence.]
[Yu Yu's is: I'm destined to be with you in this life. I only hope to accompany you for a lifetime and grow old together.]
[Sure enough, Brother Song doesn't believe in these feudal superstitions.]
Meng Ruyi: "......"
Yes, this was very much in line with Brother Song's way of doing things.
He didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, so he didn't write on the red silk ribbon. But if he did write, what would he write?
Meng Ruyi felt a little regretful, but still quickened her pace and followed Song Huaizhi out.
It was already noon when they got back to the academy. The setting sun shone on the small courtyard, gilding it with a layer of golden light.
Meng Ruyi was almost out of breath. It was so exciting on the first day in the academy. So she quickly said goodbye to Song Huaizhi and went back to bed as soon as she got back.
As a result, when she woke up, it was already midnight. Meng Ruyi stared blankly at the moonlight shining in beside the bed. Lian Qiao, who didn't know when she had come in, saw that she was awake and immediately asked, "Miss, do you want to eat something?"
"Is there still something to eat at this late hour?"
Meng Ruyi put on her shoes and asked.
"Mr. Song sent it and asked us to heat it up and wait for you to wake up." Then Lian Qiao said to Meng Ruyi, "When you left today, Miss Shangguan sent some things, all seasonal fruits."
"I only said that you weren't here and I couldn't make the decision, so I didn't accept the things."
While drinking the soup, Meng Ruyi nodded and couldn't help frowning in thought.
What on earth did Shangguan Xue want to do? Obviously, she was trying to win her over now.
But what was there on her that interested Shangguan Xue?
After eating and resting for a while, Meng Ruyi went back to sleep.
When she woke up the next morning, it was already noon. Meng Ruyi was startled. Then she heard Chuixue, who had been waiting beside for who knew how long, say, "Miss Meng, don't worry. Mr. Lin just sent someone to say that you and Mr. Song can rest for one more day and start classes tomorrow. So we didn't wake you up."
Meng Ruyi nodded, put on her shoes and asked, "Where is Brother Song now?"
"Mr. Song is in his own courtyard now." After Chuixue finished speaking, she added, "Mr. Lin is in the capital now and will be back this afternoon."
Meng Ruyi nodded. After washing up, she ran towards Song Huaizhi's courtyard.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Tang Xiyi sitting opposite Song Huaizhi with a mournful face. Cheng Lang was beside him with his head down.
Meng Ruyi subconsciously paused in her steps.