A master of metaphysics is farming.

Chapter 211 Making Plans

At night, standing on the mountaintop and looking around, the verdant mountains rise and fall in layers. The May evening breeze caresses my face, brushing the stray hairs behind my ears and gently tickling my skin.

Xiang He raised her hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear, closed her eyes, and quietly savored the moment of peace and tranquility.

She loves the mountains. The mountains give people a sense of tranquility and serenity. Being in the mountains and blending into the breeze, feeling the clarity of nature, is such a comforting environment.

With a clear mind, let go of all your worries in this moment.

When she closed her eyes, a faint smile played on her lips. In He Sui'an's eyes, she was like a dream, as if there were a thousand words in her eyes, which in the end only turned into a smile on her lips to express her love.

I don't know when it started, but I gradually fell in love with someone. I thought she was just a friend, but over time, it seemed that my feelings changed. Even though I knew she would eventually leave, I couldn't stop the surge of affection.

"What are you thinking about?"

The sound suddenly broke the silence. He Suian's eyes widened slightly as he looked away, not noticing that she had opened her eyes and was looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she blinked in surprise, her stunned expression fading as she smiled and said, "I missed you..."

The two words startled Xiang He. He looked up at the sky and said, "I wonder when you can leave this place. After all, your original place is your true home."

She tightened her grip on the umbrella and looked up at the starry sky. "That's hard to say. I have no clue yet. I only know that there was a mountain temple in my dream. It looks familiar, but I can't remember where it is..."

The temple was as illusory as mist, and she could never shake off the fog in her mind, layer upon layer.

"I'll show you."

She took out the drawing paper from her cloth bag. It contained her memories, and the drawing was exactly the same as the scene in her memory.

He Suian reached out and took it, examining it carefully by the moonlight.

“I asked Xing Ji and Zhu Nan, and neither of them had seen this temple before. Neither had Hei Ya and the others had either, but the appearance of this temple appeared in my memory. I always felt that there was some connection.”

"A connection?" He Suian frowned slightly. "A connection to your departure?"

"Ah."

Although the idea was strange, she just had this feeling that this temple was the key to her leaving.

But it's not here, where is she supposed to look for it...?

Seeing a hint of sadness suddenly appear on her face, He Sui'an folded the drawing paper and gently comforted her.

"Since you remember it, you should be able to find it soon. Don't be too impatient."

"Hmm..." Xiang He put away the drawing paper, slowly squatted down and hugged her knees, "If I can leave, I will definitely make arrangements for everyone's future, which will also fulfill the responsibility of borrowing this body."

He Sui'an didn't like her saying such things. Even though he knew she was an outsider, after spending so much time together, he felt that this body and this person had already merged.

"If that temple is far away, once things in the capital are settled, you will travel around, won't you?"

"Perhaps. I need to find out the Grand Preceptor's purpose first, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

This carefree Imperial Preceptor is always a ticking time bomb. Without first figuring out his purpose, how can Xiang He feel at ease leaving everyone in the capital?

"I don't want to think about it anymore, let's go back and rest."

Xiang He got up and walked down the mountain. He Sui'an took one last look at the night sky, then turned and followed her.

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I slept without any dreams and woke up before dawn.

As soon as Xiang He stepped out of the room, she saw He Suian sitting in the inner courtyard dressed in official robes. There were some noises coming from the kitchen, and the firelight illuminated two figures.

I rubbed my eyes and looked closely; it turned out to be Jiang Xinyue and Xiang Huiying.

"You guys are way too early..."

I know everyone gets up early, and He Sui'an also has to attend the morning court session, but it's only late 3 AM now...

Jiang Xinyue poked her head out from the kitchen. "Master is going to the morning court session. We'll be heading out after we finish making breakfast."

Indeed, Chaoshiji needs to prepare ingredients earlier.

Before dawn, everyone ate breakfast by candlelight in the main room.

"The princess hasn't sent any news since last night. Could it be that she hasn't left the palace yet?"

He Sui'an wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. "It should be. The Emperor is probably seriously ill. As the Emperor's uncle, the Prince naturally has to stay in the palace to keep him company."

"Then..." Xiang He glanced at Xiang Huiying and the other person, "How about we send Zhu Nan to find the young master?"

"No need, I'll tell the Crown Prince when I go to the palace."

"Well."

If Qin Fuhua is unable to leave the palace, then there is no way to arrange for someone to guard her; the only option is to go to Shen Zhuoci, who can enter and leave the palace at any time.

"I've asked Shi Xing to arrange for someone to come over. They'll escort you two out in a bit."

Xiang Huiying, who was drinking her porridge, paused for a moment, "Isn't it necessary? It's not far from Yunjin Pavilion."

Xiang He reached out and picked up some food for her. "It's okay, I'm just accompanying you, I won't bother you."

"is not what it means……"

"I know you're worried about bothering others, but let's put my concerns aside for now."

Hearing her say that, Xiang Huiying no longer refused.

After breakfast, they all went out, leaving Xing Ji and Zhu Nan in the courtyard to protect Xiang He.

Mirror Flower Water Moon also followed closely behind Xiang He, afraid that she would abandon the two of them.

"You don't need to follow me so closely, do you?"

Jinghua reached out and took her arm. "If you're going to the palace, please take us with you. If anything happens, we can help you."

"Aren't you afraid of getting arrested?"

Shuiyue laughed from the side, "That's not necessarily true. Besides, once we return to the mirror, that stinky Taoist priest won't be able to do anything to us easily."

"Indeed, your cultivation has improved a lot recently, but you still need to be careful and vigilant, after all, there is still Xiang Ling in Longguang Temple."

Who knows if everyone inside is like Xiang Ling? It would be troublesome if we were surrounded and attacked.

However, it's still uncertain what will happen. Perhaps Wu Lu simply wants her to go in, but it's always good to be prepared and take precautions.

"Miss, you'd better bring all your tools. Isn't that Xiaoyao at Longguang Temple too?"

Xiang He nodded slightly, "Prepare everything that needs to be prepared, and then we'll see if the palace guards will let us in."

The palace is heavily guarded, and weapons are not allowed inside. I wonder if I can bring a copper coin sword.

Xiang He took everything out of the cloth bag, and Zhu Nan prepared cinnabar beside her. "Miss, the palace is heavily guarded, and only you can enter alone. I'm worried..."

"Don't worry, Sui'an is in the palace. Shen Zhuoci will probably go to the palace as soon as he finds out I'm going there."

That being said, I will still worry about the things that need to be worried about.

Not to mention that the palace was a place of carefree long-term residence; who knows what he did in there?

Seeing everyone's worried faces, Xiang He calmly comforted them, "Don't think about it, I need to draw talismans, I can't be distracted."

"Yes."

Only the wind blew through the small courtyard. The weather was gradually getting warmer, which could easily make people feel irritable.

Xiang He was able to calm down and write characters with one stroke of his hand, while Zhu Nan picked them up, dried them, and then neatly put them away.

He repeated this action countless times, and he doesn't know how many pages he wrote.

My hand didn't feel sore, and I put down the brush. Just then, I heard some noises outside the gate.

Everyone looked up and saw that Xing Ji had already set off.

"coming……"