Chapter 3 The Temple
Early the next morning.

Li Baojia was pulled up early, dressed, and followed her mother into the carriage.

As soon as she got up, she exclaimed in surprise: "Sister Jiaying!"

Li Jiaying looked at her little cousin with some affection and smiled softly: "You little lazy boy got up early today."

Li Baojia was really surprised. She had so many thoughts yesterday, her mind was so confused and confused that she didn't even listen to what her mother said.

When her cousin, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, suddenly appeared, she was so surprised that she didn't even know what to say.

When she was a child, she loved to play behind her cousin, and her cousin loved to take her with her. At that time, her second uncle had not yet been appointed as the Suzhou Salt Transport Envoy, and the two families still lived in the same house.

Although my cousin is now married to the capital, she is already a woman and can no longer play around with her as before.

Thinking of his second uncle, Li Baojia's eyes darkened again.

Li Jiaying scraped her little nose affectionately with her hand: "What is Jia'er worried about today? She is full of sadness at a young age."

Li Baojia was about to speak when his eyes caught sight of Li Jiaying's belly, which was round and seemed to be slightly bulging.

She instantly forgot what she wanted to say just now, and said in surprise, "Sister Jiaying, are you...are you happy?"

Little life is undoubtedly very novel to her. In her previous life, she had been in the palace for five years and was favored almost every day, but her stomach didn't move at all.

She originally thought she couldn't give birth, but now she thought about it, it was probably because His Highness the Crown Prince didn't want her, a woman he didn't love, to give birth to his child.

Li Jiaying smiled shyly, stroking her belly and said, "Yes, it's only more than three months old. It has just stabilized. I want to come to Lingyuan Temple to ask for a peace charm for the child."

Li Baojia said happily: "Then I will have a little nephew or niece soon?"

Then he muttered: "Then I have to prepare well and give my unborn nephew or niece a pair of lovely longevity locks as a [-]th birthday gift."

Li Jiaying said with a smile: "It's still early."

Mrs. Huang also smiled and said: "You little little monkey, don't rush into your sister. She is a pregnant woman now, so you have to be more careful."

Li Baojia stuck out his tongue.

Madam Huang's words changed again: "This woman has established a firm foothold in her husband's family only after she has a child. Jia'er, when you enter the palace in the future, you must capture His Highness's heart and conceive the Emperor's grandson as soon as possible. yes."

Li Baojia didn't like hearing this the most: "Mother! My sister is still here, why do you still say such things?"

Mrs. Huang disagreed: "Your sister Jiaying is not an outsider, why can't you say this?"

Li Baojia looked out the window and stopped talking. In fact, she really didn't like hearing what her mother said, and she didn't believe that the mother was more valuable than the son. If there was a choice, who would be willing to share the same husband with another woman?

Not long after, the carriage stopped steadily at the foot of Lingyuan Temple. Through the woods in front was the temple.

Lingyuan Temple has a long history. It is said that it was once an imperial temple. It is very efficacious. There are many eminent monks in the temple, so it has been popular over the years.

Mrs. Huang walked in front.

Li Baojia carefully supported Li Jiaying and walked behind.

When they arrived at the entrance of the temple, they were led to offer incense first. Mrs. Huang explained the purpose of their visit. The young monk led Mrs. Huang and Li Jiaying to the side door, while Li Baojia waited in the temple lobby.

The young monk next to her walked towards her and said, "This benefactor, the lottery in our temple has always been very effective. Why don't we ask for one?"

Li Baojia originally didn't believe in Buddhism, but she had already experienced it all over again, so she really had to believe in it.

She gave a blessing and stepped forward.

Kneel on the mat, close your eyes slightly, shake it three times, and pour out a stick.

She picked it up and looked at it. There was nothing on it.

What does it mean?
The person who interpreted the lot today was an old monk, and the old god was sitting there.

Li Baojia handed over the lottery. He glanced at it and said in surprise, "Benefactor, I can't solve your lottery."

"After a few days, Master Mengshen returns from his travels, and he will explain the sign to the benefactor."

Li Baojia was a little worried: "Master, is this lot bad or good?"

"The poor monk's Dharma name is impure and he dare not call him a master. Those who draw empty lots have always been either bad or good, so the poor monk dare not make any hasty conclusions."

Li Baojia sighed, turned around and wanted to leave.

When she didn't want to turn around, she bumped into someone. She was knocked backwards. The person in front reached out to support her and hooked her waist to prevent her from falling.

Li Baojia exclaimed. It took him a long time to see that he didn't fall to the ground before he dared to open his eyes.

Their eyes met, and both of them were stunned.

What surprised Li Baojia was that she knew this person.

This was Zhou Jinan, the cousin of His Royal Highness Prince Jing'an, whom she had met in her previous life.

Zhou Jinan was stunned simply because he hooked up with a girl as soon as he hit her. This girl was quite pretty, with big watery eyes. At this time, due to panic, her eyelashes were fluttering like small fans, and her skin was as thin as a freshly peeled egg. Just as delicate.

From his angle he could even see the tiny golden fuzz on her face.

Li Baojia stood up in a hurry, and Xiao Tao quickly helped her steady.

Zhou Jinan put his hands behind his back and quietly twirled his fingers. The feeling of holding his slender waist just now seemed to be still there, soft and soft.

"Sorry, girl, no offense intended."

Zhou Jinan stood there, dressed in white, looking a bit like a handsome young man, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that were so suave that everyone who looked at him felt like they were being discharged.

"Nothing."

Li Baojia's face felt a little hot when he saw him, and she just wanted to leave quickly. She gave him a blessing and left.

Xiao Tao was still nearby and cursed in a low voice with some annoyance: "You're a disciple!"

This place is so wide, why do you have to stand behind the lady?

Besides, the man who just fell off the bed still hasn't loosened the girl's waist, and he still looks at the girl with that look. It's simply...shameless!

Everyone had left, but Zhou Jinan from behind was still staring at her back.

The young man in Jinyi next to him smiled at him and said, "Everyone is gone. Brother Jinan is back!"

Zhou Jinan kicked his leg and said with a smile, "Fuck you."

Here.

Li Baojia squeezed Xiaotao's hand and signaled her to stop talking.

Xiaotao didn't know, but she knew it very well.

Although Zhou Jinan looked at Wen Wen as weak, he had always used Wen Wen to show off to others in his previous life, but his most powerful thing was his ability to lead troops.

Two years later, when the war broke out in the northwest, it was he who led an army of [-] to break through and drove [-] barbarian cavalry back beyond the Huguo River. From this battle, he became famous, and the reputation of Crown Prince Jing'an was unknown to everyone.

Although Xiao Tao whispered, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't hear her.

Besides, she didn't think Zhou Jinan would have any thoughts about her. After all, they had met him in the previous life, and it was nothing special, and they didn't even speak to each other.

but
Her mother wanted her to enter the palace, but she didn't want her to marry poorly like Sister Lan.

Although the Marquis of Guangping is one level higher than the Crown Prince, in terms of real power, the Marquis of Guangping is incomparable to the Marquis of Jing'an. The Marquis of Jingan holds a hundred thousand troops and is under the command of the Crown Prince.

Her father has always wanted to strengthen the relationship with the East Palace. Even if she does not marry the prince, she can satisfy his request as long as she is with a son from a noble family in the prince's camp.

If it was Crown Prince Jing'an, she believed that he would be able to save the Li family from the disaster that happened behind the Li family.

What's more, even if he can't keep it, he has such a relationship with the prince, so maybe the prince will help her?
Li Baojia is enjoying his future here, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that this method is feasible.

It doesn’t even have to be Crown Prince Jing’an, you can consider any of the major families under the Crown Prince’s command.

Over there, Zhou Jinan sneezed and touched his nose. He had no idea that he was already being noticed by a little girl.

Li Baojia deeply felt that he had found the best way.

Even if you don't have to spend your whole life in the palace, you can solve everything.

The heavy fog that had previously blocked her path seemed to have dissipated.

But she immediately thought of another important question.

She basically never leaves the front door or takes a second step.Where can I find such a good husband?

If it was easy before, now no one in the capital knows that she is going to marry the prince, and who would be willing to marry her or dare to marry her.

Li Baojia, who just thought the future was bright, was a little worried again.

Next to her, Xiao Tao looked at her young lady, who was happy and grimacing for a while, totally confused.

The two of them walked out of the main temple and passed by a side temple. There were a lot of people inside, and they were all women.

Li Baojia asked curiously: "Xiao Tao, where is this place?"

Xiao Tao took a look and said: "Miss, this is the Matchmaker's Court, which specializes in marriage. It is said to be very effective."

"I didn't know there was a place to seek marriage here." Li Baojia said curiously.

"Lingyuan Temple covers a large area. In addition to the main courtyard, there are also Yunping Temple for peace, Matchmaking Temple for marriage, Xuanqing Temple for luck, etc. There are many."

"Is it really so clever?" Li Baojia was dubious.

If this was true, how could there be so many crazy men and resentful women in the world?

Xiao Tao approached Li Baojia and said mysteriously, "Miss, do you still remember the eldest lady of the Yushi family?"

"Is this the eldest lady of Wang Yushi's family?"

"Yes, it is said that the eldest daughter of Wang Yushi's family had to observe mourning for three years because of Mrs. Wang's death and was not allowed to get married. She was very angry and kept dragging her. After the age of marriage, she became an old girl. She still has to wait. She is married at home."

"What happened next? Did she come here to seek marriage?"

"Yes, just as a coincidence, she came to the temple to pay homage to the matchmaker a few months ago. On the way, the eldest son of Jiangnan's family fell in love with her at first sight and would not marry her unless she was born. Now both families have the same birthdays and horoscopes. After that, we just have to choose a good and auspicious day to get married."

"So clever?" Li Baojia became interested.

Xiao Tao smiled and said: "But there is no need for you, Miss. Isn't your marriage already destined?"

Li Baojia pulled her to line up there. Only one person could enter the hospital at a time. If we don't line up now, we don't know how long it will take.

"It's still a matter of not mentioning the eight characters. Goodbye."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Tao said: "That's right. You have to ask the matchmaker to stabilize the marriage line between you and His Royal Highness."

Li Baojia sighed a few times in her heart, sincerely hoping that the matchmaker didn't hear this.

It was Li Baojia's turn, she put her skirt in and put incense on it.

A black figure stopped in front of the courtyard, followed by Zhou Jinan, who asked doubtfully: "Your Highness, why don't you leave?"

Following his gaze into the courtyard, a small pink figure was kneeling upright on the mat.

is her?

Li Baojia cleaned her hands, knelt on the mat, clasped her hands together, and closed her eyes in a formal manner: "The matchmaker is above, please bow to the trusted woman."

She kowtowed downly and thought to herself: I hope the matchmaker can give Xinnu a husband as she wishes... preferably one like Prince Jing'an... Of course Xinnu can't be too greedy, it's okay if he's not that good...

Outside the courtyard, Zhao Yi listened to these thoughts and played with the jade in his hand without showing any expression.

Wasn't her marriage already decided?

Why is she still asking for this? She likes Prince Jing'an?

(End of this chapter)

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