Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

Wen Li noticed the pink scar on Yun Qian's right shoulder that had just healed and was still glowing. His long fingers touched the skin, causing a slight itch.

Yun Qian shrank his shoulders.

"How did you get hurt here?"

Yun Qian knew he couldn't escape, so he said calmly: "Those who were hit by arrows, you don't know it's because I didn't let the random news pass."

"...Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, don't worry, the wound is really just a small one."

Wen Li pursed his lips, his eyes filled with broken weakness and heartache. He lowered his head and kissed the scar.

Her long hair fell into the water due to gravity and became entangled with Yun Qian's hair floating on the water.

All the senses in his body were concentrated on the area kissed by Wen Li. It felt numb and numb, and Yun Qian couldn't help biting his lips.

This bath was extremely long and torturous, both for Yun Qian and Wen Li.

Wen Li used a cloth to dry Yun Qian's long hair, but the snow-white skin still lingered in his mind.

The atmosphere had been depressed just now because of the scar incident, so Yun Qian wanted to find another topic to liven up the atmosphere.

"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, what are your plans?"

Wen Li combed Yunqian's long hair with a comb, "I want to be with the general."

Yun Qian took Wen Li's hand and pulled him from behind to the front, "I will have dinner with my mother and the others tomorrow night. After dinner, I will sneak out to find you. Let's watch the lanterns together, shall we?" "

Wen Li bent his eyes and smiled, "Okay."

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Perhaps because Yun Qian had just returned from a victorious battle, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival was particularly lively.

Yun Yu ran to the General's Mansion early in the morning to find Yun Qian.

"Sister, let's go to the temple to pray for blessings."

Yun Qian made an appointment with Yun Yu early in the morning to go to the temple to pray together this morning, in order to seek a good omen.

Yun Yu brought her husband with her, and Yun Qian also planned to bring Wen Li with him, and the four of them rode in a spacious carriage.

Two men were sitting on one side playing chess, while Yun Qian and Yun Yu were sitting on the same side drinking tea.

Yun Yu's first husband, whose surname is Yang, has a bookish air that makes people feel easy to get close to him.

The scene of two people sitting together playing chess was pleasing to the eye. Yun Yu sighed: "As expected of the number one oiran, his face is really incredible."

"Of course, do you need to say it?" Yun Qian said proudly.

"........."

What should I do if my sister’s elbows always turn outward?

"How was this trip to the northwest?" Yun Yu changed the topic.

"The land in the northwest is barren, but the fruits grown are extremely sweet and refreshing. The local people are relatively wealthy. If there is no barbarian interference, it should be extremely livable."

"The war has affected too many families. Some children have lost their parents, and some elderly people have lost their children. I have set up temporary schools and nursing homes there to give these people a place to go."

Yun Yu nodded, "There are always uneven places in the world. Let's take care of each one."

"Hey, you said the fruits over there are delicious, why don't you bring some back?"

"...It's a long journey. I'm afraid there will only be pus left when I bring it back. Do you want to eat it, sister?" Yun Qian asked sincerely.

Yun Yu was disgusted.

Wen Li wasn't very attentive when he was playing chess, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to Yun Qian.

The temple they were going to was called Qing'an Temple, which was located on the outskirts of the city more than ten miles away.

The temple is built on the mountainside. The way up the mountain is a long and narrow stone road. There are small patches of moss growing on the stone board, making it impossible for a carriage to get up.

The four of them got off the carriage at the foot of the mountain and walked up.

The air in the mountains is very fresh, and the bamboo forests on both sides of the stone road look particularly deep.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and many people come to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha. When Yun Qian and others walked to the temple, there were already many people inside.

The four of them divided into two groups and moved separately. Yun Qian took Wen Li to the Marriage Hall with a clear goal.

"I heard that the marriage tree in the Marriage Palace is alive. Let's go and have a look." Yun Qian pushed aside the crowd that was about to get close to them, and pulled Wen Li to nimbly slip through the gaps.

The strange thing is that there are not as many people in the Marriage Hall as there are outside. There are only a few couples worshiping Buddha devoutly in the hall.

Yun Qian touched his head and asked curiously: "There are so few people, are they all going to the Temple of Wealth?"

As expected, the God of Wealth Hall in every temple was full.

Yun Qian took out her small purse and bought two pairs of incense candles and two red cloth strips.

Incense candles are used to worship Buddha and then inserted into the incense burner. Red cloth strips are used to write things on and then hung on the marriage tree.

The vendor selling red cloth strips had a pen and ink in his hand. Yun Qian gave one of the strips to Wen Li, "Each of us writes one, and then I hang it on the highest place."

The two sat side by side and thought about what to write. Yun Qian took up her pen and wrote what she wanted to write, with elegant handwriting.

After she finished writing, she went to read what Wen Li had written, "What did you write?"

Wen Li arched his eyebrows and showed Yun Qian openly.

Yun Qian saw a line of sharp and unrestrained writing on the red cloth strip: I hope the general is safe and sound, and may you live with him year after year.

In just one line, you can see how attentive the owner is.

"I'll show you mine too."

Yun Qian showed off his red cloth strip.

The content on the banner is: The country is prosperous and peaceful, and gentle courtesy is always by your side.

The two looked at each other and smiled, with more sincere emotions in their eyes than what was written on the red cloth.

Yun Qian relied on his martial arts skills to hang the red cloth strips of the two of them at the highest point of the tree.

The red cloth strips are more vivid in the sunshine, and the tail ends are fluttering in the wind.

After meeting the most spiritual marriage tree, Yun Qian had nothing to worry about and took Wen Li to go find Yun Yu.

Just as he was about to leave the gate of the Marriage Palace, he was stopped by an old monk.

"Two donors, please stay."

The old monk had kind eyes and clasped his hands and bowed to Yun Qian and Wen Li. In his hand was a string of Buddhist beads that were rubbed until they were almost shiny.

"The old monk was watching the two benefactors hanging the marriage tree over there. He felt that the two of them were kind-hearted and had a affinity with the old monk, so he stopped them specially."

Yun Qian also quickly clasped his hands and bowed to the old monk, "Master, what do you want from us?"

The old monk took out two strings of beads from his arms. Yun Qian visually judged that they should be worn on his hands.

"The old monk has been waiting here every day for the arrival of the destined person. Now that he has arrived, I want to give this string of beads to you two."

Yun Qian took it and the old monk continued: "The bond between the two of you is too deep. Not only this life, but also the past life and even the next life must be connected to each other."

"Whether this kind of fate is good or bad, I haven't understood it yet. Even if I understand it, I can't tell you. You can only explore it yourself."

"But what the old monk wants to tell you is that no matter whether it is good or bad, you must face your inner emotions, because you have to rely on yourself to change the good or bad."

After the old monk finished speaking a long speech, he bowed to the two of them again, "With that said, the old monk takes his leave."

Yun Qian was still confused when the old monk walked away. She was confused: "I can't seem to understand what he just said."

Wen Li looked at the direction where the old monk disappeared with complicated eyes, "He said that the general and I have a deep fate and are inseparable."

"is it?"

"Ah."

"That's great, I can't wait to do it." Yun smiled slightly, took Wen Li's left hand and put the bead string on him.

Reciprocally, he took Yun Qian's hand and put it on for her.

"Then don't separate at any time."