Chapter 94: The Priceless Cannot Be Spoken

  "Ying'er?"

  "Huh?" Su Ying only felt that Fu Yeyang seemed to be a bit different from before, calling her name as if it had become a habit, which he had never done before, making Su Ying feel somewhat unaccustomed.

  Fu Yiyang's palm landed on Su Ying's evenly toned back, his hand carefully tracing from her waist and abdomen, which had not yet slimmed down, to her slightly plump shoulders, saying with a hint of admiration: "Actually, you've gained some weight compared to before."

  Last year at this time, I was still very thin, and when I touched my body, it was all bony. It took a long time to gradually recover, and even after giving birth to the child, I didn't return to my original figure so quickly.

  It's not, even if it's possible to lose weight in other places, but just the chest circumference is impossible. The postpartum slimming pills given by Lü Wa are guaranteed to be slimming without affecting the chest, and there are no side effects, otherwise Su Ying wouldn't have been able to recover so quickly.

  Su Ying was touched by his fingertips with a thin layer of calluses, and her fingers lightly drew circles on his chest. She slightly tilted her head back, revealing the tip of the mountain that was originally covered by the quilt. Fu Yeyang's breathing tightened, and he moved his hand forward to grasp one, "This hasn't shrunk back yet."

  Su Ying let out a mouthful of hot air onto his neck, and his body trembled slightly. Su Ying extended her tongue tip to circle around his Adam's apple, "It's really hard to serve you, sir." Her voice was soft and sweet.

  Fu Yiyang tightly pursed his lips, and all he knew was that he had turned over and pressed Su Ying under him.

  Su Ying wasn't always passive, but she had never been as charming and alluring as she was just now. From his movements, it was clear that he was aroused, and she could feel the surge of his passion, as well as the hot, moist breath on her face. Yet, surprisingly, he didn't make a move below.

  Su Ying's hand was still on his chest, but before he could make his next move, Su Ying thought for a moment and restrained herself. She waited for him to start as usual, wondering if she had been too bold earlier and scared him off.

  It's not like he hasn't done anything more outrageous before, and this person isn't one to not enjoy himself in the moment, even if he puts on a serious face afterwards. Su Xiang also took into account his love of saving face. What's wrong with him this time?

  Since she came out of Niujiao's place, Su Ying's mentality has changed a bit. To say the least, she is more open-minded about sex, which he also enjoys, doesn't he? What is going on now?

  Thinking so, Su Ying's temper also came up, her hand moved away from Fu Yeyang's chest, and before she could do anything else, her chin was pinched by Fu Yeyang.

  Forced to lift her head by such an action, Fu Yeyang carefully looked at her for a while. Such a gaze made Su Ying feel a few points of strangeness in her heart, she narrowed her eyes and didn't make a sound until she felt his hand touch the back of her neck.

  Su Ying couldn't see through his mind, but she felt that he was gradually losing interest. The first thought that rose in Su Ying's heart was: had he run out of energy? She wouldn't think that she had lost her charm.

  Fu Yiyang didn't continue. He hugged her and lay down, pulling over the quilt that had slipped off because of his sudden movement: "Sleep."

  Su Ying almost didn't catch her breath, he had already retreated, but she was still suspended in mid-air, not waiting to be played like this.

  Su Ying didn't want to lose face again, so she buried her face in his chest and breathed softly. She felt the hand on her shoulder stiffen, and a sly smile crept up the corner of her mouth.

  Fu Yiyang was absolutely not in good spirits. "Had something unpleasant happened?"

  Fu Yiyang hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's just court matters, a bit of a headache." He clearly didn't want to talk about it. It was also true that he was much better than before, and sometimes when he was in the mood, he would tell Su Ying some things from outside, unlike the previous times when the couple would lie in bed without saying a word to each other.

  Su Ying couldn't see Fu Ye's expression, but she could sense that he was lying. Her eyelashes trembled slightly. She yawned and leaned against him, Fu Ye sighed inwardly and finally reached out to gently pat her back, as if coaxing a child, until Su Ying fell asleep in his arms.

  Listening to his wife's increasingly steady breathing, Fu Yeyang lost his sleepiness, but his hand stopped moving on its own, pulling the quilt up a bit, and then he looked down at her again, his brow furrowing tighter.

  Su Ying's face was resting on Fu Yiyang's arm, her hand lightly placed on his wrist, her breathing had calmed down, as if she had fallen asleep. But she still understood Fu Yiyang, and he was acting so unusually today, definitely something had happened that she didn't know about, maybe it was even related to her.

  What is it that makes this person hesitate? I'm really curious.

  She couldn't avoid him in the morning after avoiding him at night, Su Ying slept restlessly and snuggled into Fu Ye's arms early in the morning. The faint scent on her body automatically wafted to his nose, and below, she was already hungry and waiting to be fed.

  Fu Yiyang brushed her slightly disheveled hair back behind her ears with her hand, using two fingers to pinch and rub the crystal-like delicate earlobe, then slowly inserted his leg between hers and made a gentle thrust.

  Su Ying leaned against his shoulder, and the two exchanged a lingering kiss. As the kiss ended, Fu Yeyang's eyes had already cleared up, and he looked at the time, which was not early anymore. His hand still caressed her snowy back, his voice hoarse: "You sleep for a while longer."

  Su Ying's whole body was lazy, looking at him getting up, propping his head on his hand lazily and saying: "Not okay, today there is still something to do, the old lady promised me and little brother and sister to go to Yunruo Temple to burn incense and fulfill our vows."

  The old lady directly dispatched Bai He to convey the order, and the words were already set, leaving her no room for refusal. She said it was windy and rainy, and Su Ying really didn't know what kind of medicine Fu Mu was selling in his gourd.

  Fu Yiyang furrowed his brow at first, then looked at her again and saw that she didn't seem to have any objections, so he felt a bit relieved in his heart and said, "Alright."

  After seeing Fu Yiyang off, Su Ying went to visit the twins Fulu again. Lu Hui came in and said: "The third madam sent Xiaoyuan over from her place, saying that she had a headache after catching a cold and it wouldn't be good for her to travel by boat or carriage to Yunruo Temple, so please forgive her."

  Su Ying smiled and said: "How come I didn't think of this excuse?"

  Lü Hu lowered his head and didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard his wife's muttering.

  "Has the doctor been invited?" Su Ying anxiously asked the little maid sent by Third Madame, who blushed and stuttered without saying anything.

  Su Ying didn't make things difficult for her. She said, "Originally, this errand was entrusted by the old lady, and since Third Lady can't go, there's no need to ask me to forgive you, it should be said to the old lady instead." And then she let Xiaoyu go down.

  Su Ying teased the tiger-headed and tiger-brained Fu Er. She lowered her head and rubbed against his nose, listening to his chuckles, and also curled up the corners of her mouth.

  "Ma'am?"

  "Go prepare the horses and carriages."

  It's just after the first month, Beijing is not as warm as the south at this time, it's still cold, flowers haven't bloomed, willows are not yet green.

  Lü Hu handed the hand warmer to Su Ying, who took it and wrapped her hands around it. Bo He stirred the charcoal brazier in the car and added a few more pieces of coal before covering it with a lid, asking inexplicably: "It's not New Year's Eve or a festival, why are you going back now?"

  Su Ying smiled, this is not surprising, these days can be spent with what edge, saying what incense still willing, how to look at it seems like torture. San Tai Tai how did the wind blow and couldn't go, it's really suspicious and intentional.

  "It's for the sake of our Hou Manor's descendants, Second Madam is already seven months pregnant this time."

  "Is that so? But I seem to have heard that the second mistress had a hard time with this pregnancy, and she's been asking doctors to come over every other day. She only stopped taking medicine to calm the fetus at the beginning of the year. During the New Year's festival, I took a glance from afar at the second mistress, her clothes were all loose and couldn't be buttoned up, looking even more alarming than when the third mistress was pregnant."

  When Third Madame was pregnant, her own body hadn't fully developed yet. After giving birth to her daughter, she didn't reduce the amount of medicine and tonics she took for nourishment. As for Chen Furen, Su Ying felt that she was just too tense, not even daring to go out the door. The last time Su Ying saw her was at the Lantern Festival family banquet, when she had only shown her face before retreating early.

  Su Ying didn't take the incense-burning and vow-fulfilling at Yunruo Temple as a serious task. The horse carriage was not moving fast, and in the meantime, she even asked the servant who was pressing down on the carriage to buy some snacks to bring back and eat.

  Lü Huì wanted to say that the ones sold on the street were not clean, but the young fellow outside said: "I bought it from an old reputable shop, guaranteed to be clean."

  Su Ying was delighted and heard the outside shouting to sell candied hawthorn. She remembered that one of the must-do things she had seen before crossing over was to eat a candied hawthorn in ancient times - if you crossed over once and didn't eat candied hawthorn, it would be embarrassing to say you crossed over, so let that little fellow go buy a few strings back.

  Lü Huì and Bò Hé exchanged a glance, Bò Hé turned her head away to cover her mouth and chuckled, Lü Huì could only lift the curtain and pull out about one mace of silver coins from his pouch to hand over to the young fellow, telling him to go buy a few more strings of candied hawthorn, "The rest is yours."

  The little servant happily took it and ran off to buy a candied hawthorn.

  Su Ying bought back the candied hawthorn and stared at it for a while, still unable to tell the difference between ancient and modern candied hawthorns. She imagined that those who had traveled through time were already old ladies, but they had put on a young shell and pretended to be innocent little girls. Su Ying thought about eating candied hawthorn and playing with the temptation of being a little girl again, and she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

  "Ma'am?"

  Su Ying put the candied hawthorn back and sighed: "It's just for novelty, if you want to eat it, I'll give it to you."

  The aloe vera was left untouched, but the peppermint was eaten with glee, and the rest were put away.

  Lü Huì saw Sū Yǐng liked the snacks she bought, so she said: "If madam wants to eat these, next time let Zǐ Sū Zhuó polish them a bit, and they'll definitely turn out almost as good as the originals."

  All the way chatting and laughing, they didn't feel bored at all. When they arrived at Yunruo Temple, Bohe and Luli got off the car first, and Su Ying got off with a small stool.

  Although it's cold outside, Yunruo Temple doesn't seem deserted. The fragrance of sandalwood wafts through the air, making people involuntarily hold their breath and concentrate.

  Su Ying had paid homage to the Great Hero Treasure Hall, attended the offering ceremony, and didn't have the mind to listen to the master's lecture. She just wanted to take a walk around and clear her mind, but unexpectedly ran into Chen Wanqiu who was approaching with light steps.

  Chen Wanqiu was also surprised to see Su Ying, and this surprise was not concealed. After the surprise, however, came suspicion - what a coincidence that she would appear here?

  Chen Wanqiu subconsciously took a closer look at Su Ying, feeling that something was not quite right, but couldn't think of what it was. She gathered her thoughts and put on a faint smile: "Big sister-in-law is really lucky to run into you here, what brings you here?"

  It's indeed a small world, Su Ying took in Chen Wanqiu's changing expression and smiled: "The old lady asked me to come and pray for blessings, originally there was also Third Madam, but she had something to attend to and couldn't come. If she knew you all were coming today, I don't know how she would react."

  Chen Wanqiu's smile froze. Besides her, who else in the Chen family would come over? Looking at Su Ying's smiling face again, she felt extremely annoyed. She wasn't unaware of the grudges between herself and Chen Wannian. Why did she have to pretend to be so friendly and use this kind of talk to provoke herself?

  Chen Wanqiu thought so, and a look of dissatisfaction appeared on her face. "Why must Eldest Sister Su be so sarcastic towards me?" She didn't let Su Ying say another word, and with a slight curtsy: "Wanqiu won't delay Eldest Sister's journey any longer, I'll take my leave first."

  After she finished speaking, she walked away on her own.

  Mint and Aloe almost died from anger, their eyebrows were about to stand up. Mint frowned: "Chen Erguan's temper is so big!"

  Su Ying's face didn't show any joy or anger, she put her hand on Bao He's arm and pinched it, she took a glance at Chen Wanqiu's back, turned around and walked out for a while before saying: "I think the old lady's niece from her maternal family is beautiful, one in a hundred, can't help but say that when the selection comes, she'll soar to the sky and become a phoenix, it's hard to avoid being arrogant."

  He also said: "I see she didn't even bring a personal attendant, perhaps she's out on her own."

  Su Ying thought to herself, "Could Chen Wanqiu have become angry out of embarrassment? Why does it feel like she's stumbled upon someone else's secret - Chen Wanqiu came alone to Yunruo Temple. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like she came specifically to worship Buddha. The remaining possibilities aren't many."

  It was as if to verify Su Ying's idea, a team of horses and carriages arrived at the Cloud Temple in a majestic manner. The leader wore a golden brocade cloak with bright green and blue colors shining brightly; magnificent beyond compare. He wore a large red robe paired with golden yellow, with blue silver thread embroidery on the cuffs, which were tightly rolled up, and there were jade-colored patterns embroidered on his waistband, with a jade crown shining brightly on his head.

  Dragon chapter phoenix posture, elegant and beautiful, dazzling people's eyes.

  Su Ying took a deep breath, holding back the aloe and mint, and only slowly exhaled after the person had passed by. It seemed that Chen Wanqiu's appointment was with this person, Zhongrui Wangye.

  During the Lantern Festival, Chen Wanqiu and Zhongrui Wangye appeared in the same place, which doesn't seem like a coincidence. Su Ying quickly linked Qingyan's death with the several waves of people who appeared at the Hou Mansion.

  Assuming Qing Wan exposed it, she also exposed the fact that Zeng had written the poem "Two Hearts Entwined" which seemed to be a time-traveler's work, so this led to the first wave of people appearing at Hou Fu to investigate.

  But it doesn't make sense, Qing Wan wouldn't offer Chen Wanqiu as a sacrifice, otherwise how would the second wave of people investigating the Hou Mansion explain it?

  This is even more contradictory. Chen Wanqiu cannot be suspicious of Qingyan's sudden death, if it were her, she should avoid the limelight and protect herself, rather than running to Prince Zhongrui like this now.

  Can't think it through, her thoughts were about to become a mess, Su Ying rubbed her temples in some annoyance.

  Zhong Rui Wangye did have an appointment with Chen Wanqiu, but he didn't come for this so-called date. Instead, he came for a high-ranking monk at Yunruo Temple, Cixing Dashi.

  Master Caiyun is a renowned Buddhist master in the Buddhist community, with significant contributions to Buddhist studies and philosophy. However, he is even more famous for his exceptional skills in physiognomy and fortune-telling based on birth dates and times, earning him the nickname "Wisdom Eyes". He is considered an elder of Yunruo Temple, although he spends most of his time traveling the world and rarely returns to the temple.

  Zhongrui Wangye heard that Cixing Dashi had returned from his travels, and he was moved in his heart. He made up his mind to take action today, and as for Chen Wanqiu, she just happened to be along for the ride.

  When Prince Zhongrui arrived at the meditation room of Master Cixing, he coincidentally bumped into Chen Wanqiu coming out of the meditation room. Her pale face was slightly flushed, but her expression had a few hints of elegance and calmness, as if she had seen through the worldly dust and eliminated all secular troubles, serene and distant, with a good time in years to come.

  The King of Zhongrui couldn't help but take another look at her, Chen Wanqiu didn't bother with those superficialities, calmly bowed to the King of Zhongrui and then left.

  The loyal and wise prince gave a signal to the guards, then stepped into the meditation room of Master Ci Xing. This time he came over with fewer guards, but apart from the obvious guards, others were hidden among ordinary people.

  The monk came out to see King Zhongrui, who saw that he had a thoughtful look on his face. His heart moved, and he pointed to the tea cup that hadn't been taken away yet: "Master, have you just sent off your guest?"

  The monk ordered the little novice beside him to refill the tea, saying: "It was a female donor, King Wang didn't know that the female donor...". The monk only got halfway through before stopping, and although Prince Zhongrui seemed thoughtful, he also didn't ask at this time.

  "Zong Rui Wang Ye sat upright with an air of dignity, his aura completely unrestrained. 'Master, I've come this time to ask for your help in analyzing the birth dates of two people.'"

  It's rare for him to find someone who can read his face and eight characters, but a request from Zhong Rui Wang Ye is something he really can't refuse, so he agreed.

  Chang saw Zhongrui Wangye first take out the birth eight characters. Cixing Dashi sighed: "Wangye, why be so stubborn, the deceased is already gone, please control your grief and accept the change."

  In fact, the eight characters of birth and death, Master Caihang had also calculated them earlier. No matter what the result of the calculation was at that time, he knew that the female donor had already passed away, and there is nothing good to say about the fate of the deceased now.

  The King of Zhongrui pursed his lips, and there was a hint of desolation between his eyebrows. After some thought, he took out the second set of birth eight characters.

  "May I ask, Your Highness, is this the birth eight characters of a female benefactress?"

  The King nodded slightly.

  The Great Master calculated seriously, his eyebrows tightly furrowed. King Zhong Rui looked at him with great caution, his heart racing, unsure whether it was anxiety or excitement.

  After a long time, Master Caiyun slowly said: "Forgive me for speaking bluntly, this female donor's eight characters indicate that she is a beauty with a short life, and her fate is full of twists and turns..."

  The face of King Zhongrui turned solemn, "Master, speak freely."

  The Great Master pondered for a moment before saying: "At the age of twenty, there is a great calamity in your fate. If it can't be resolved... I'm afraid you will..."

  "She is still alive and has given birth to two sons." Suddenly, King Zhong Rui spoke up.

  "This...this is really..." It shouldn't be, Master Cixing's face became even more solemn, "May I see this female donor?"

  The reason why Master Caihang has the title of 'Hui Yan' is that he is better at physiognomy than analyzing the Eight Characters.

  Zhong Rui Wangye took a look and had a guess in his heart. His dark, stern eyes stared at Cixing Dashi, "Master, what do you think about the cause and effect of this life?"

  The Great Master said a sentence of Amitabha: "Life has eight sufferings, one thought of ignorance is the end of prajna, and one thought of wisdom is the birth of prajna."

  The eight sufferings of life: birth, aging, illness, death, separation from loved ones. Resentment lasts long, seeking but not obtaining, unable to let go. Zhong Rui Wangye savored the meaning of Da Xing's words in his heart, pulled the corner of his mouth, and held the teacup for a while before saying: "Just now it seemed like Master had something on your mind. What is it about?"

  The Master of the Great Way was also unsure what this Prince meant, and could only follow his words: "I saw a female donor, her fate..." The Master of the Great Way still hesitated, but it wasn't good to hide anything from Prince Zhongrui, "her fate... I have never seen such a fate in my life."

  "Oh?" Zhong Rui Wangye raised an eyebrow, "Is it good or bad?"

  "It is an excellent destiny, born with a blessed appearance."

  "Born with a blessed appearance?" Prince Zhong Rui smiled, but this smile had a few more ambiguous meanings that couldn't be expressed. "Is this also considered extremely good?"

  The Grand Master seemed to have an unspoken secret, and King Zhong Rui put down his tea cup: "Master, just speak freely."

  "Her fate is noble beyond words." Master Caiyun spat out the last few words with great difficulty, as if even his complexion had paled somewhat.

  The King of Zhong Rui's eyes flashed with sarcasm as he stood up: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance today. I bid you farewell."

  It's unthinkable, but Zhong Rui Wangye didn't believe it. Even if he was noble and wealthy, could he be more noble than his imperial brother? Wasn't this the reason Chen Wanqiu came to this temple? Using the mouth of the benevolent monk, she let him know about her extraordinary good fortune, and then through him, inform the emperor? What a wonderful calculation.

  Chong Rui Wang Ye put on his golden cloak, and the guard whispered a few words in his ear. He furrowed his brow, his voice stern: "Return to the manor."

  Chen Wanqiu hesitated for a moment before finally saying "My master, the king, has an urgent matter to attend to and must leave first." Her face turned bright red as she felt that the servant who delivered the message looked at her with disdain. She endured it silently, then calmly thanked the servant from the other household.

  Although she felt resentful, she automatically thought that the so-called "urgent matter" was actually Zhong Rui Wangye learning about her exceptionally good destiny through Cixing Dashi and rushing back to discuss it with the Emperor. Thinking this way made Chen Wanqiu feel much better; this Cixing Dashi wasn't even arranged by her, but now it seemed like even heaven itself was helping her.

  She didn't believe that this excellent fate couldn't give her extra points with the emperor, originally she was thinking that with her family background, it shouldn't be low when entering the palace for the first time, but she lost out because she was a concubine's daughter, and although the Chen family had a title, they only had an empty title, relying on their ancestors' influence to muddle through each day, not comparable to the Duke of Yongwu's household being favored by the emperor.

  So it won't be low, but it won't be high either, maybe not even a concubine, and later on, we'll have to see the face of the higher-ranking consorts. Although she has confidence that she will gain favor and rise in rank, the less suffering she endures, the better.

  Thus, Chen Wanqiu couldn't help but feel proud of herself.

  ps：

  This joke is about to be overused qwq