Appointing a General as a Concubine: Where Can General Xiao Escape?

Chapter 244 Things are different now

Qi Yue raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at her, then stretched out his hand to her in anger without saying a word.

Xiao Mo pursed her lips, squinted her eyes and smiled as she placed her hand in his palm: "Let's go."

She was very curious about where he would take her, and thought of many places, but she couldn't guess any of them right.

Outside Yue Lao Temple, she stared at the large characters on the plaque and was momentarily distracted: "What are you doing here?"

Qi Yue squeezed her hand and stepped over the threshold.

"Two years ago, when we tied the red string of marriage on the marriage tree in the back mountain, I swore to the Bodhisattva that if we really achieved a happy marriage, I would come and fulfill my vow."

His eyes sparkled as he smiled brightly: "Now, we can be considered to have achieved our goal, right?"

Xiao Mo dodged his gaze and nodded unnaturally: "Forget it."

In the back mountain, there are not as many people seeking marriage today as in the past. There are only a few people standing sparsely under the marriage tree with their hands folded, praying silently.

Qi Yue found the place where he tied the red rope based on his memory.

He flipped through the pages for a long time but couldn't find the red paper with Xiao Mo's name on it.

Xiao Mo was strolling around without paying any attention, but she glanced and saw the one she had written.

only……

"Excuse me, why is this red paper and red string I wrote on covered in dried mud?"

She pulled the red rope hanging from the end of the branch and looked at it carefully, then asked the abbot who was attending her in confusion.

The abbot walked closer, took a look, thought for a moment, and took his hand with some apology.

"Every day, a few red strings on this marriage tree are blown off. When we see them, we pick them up and tie them back up again. The dirt on them is from when they fell to the ground."

Xiao Mo nodded in understanding: "I see."

Qi Yue, who was not far away, heard this, walked over, took the red rope from her hand and looked at it with a frown.

"Since it's stained, let's get a new one."

After saying this, without waiting for the abbot to advise him, he quickly pulled the red rope down, breaking off a section of the treetop along with it.

The abbot opened his mouth, took back what he was about to say, and replaced it with: "Everything has its own destiny."

Then he took out a new piece of red paper and a brush and handed them to Qi Yue.

Qi Yue took the paper and pen and handed it to Xiao Mo: "Amo, write a new one!"

The abbot stood aside and bowed slightly towards Xiao Mo.

"Girl, please write your beloved's name on red paper and hang it back on the marriage tree. The God of Matchmaker will help you connect and achieve your wish soon."

Xiao Mo picked up the pen with a smile, hesitated for a moment before writing the two words "Qi Yue" neatly.

Qi Yue took the red paper with her name on it from her hand with satisfaction, tied it with two red ropes and tied it to a slightly thicker tree trunk.

"I can't let it fall now!"

The abbot said "Amitabha" and his eyes changed imperceptibly when he looked at him and Xiao Mo.

"May both of you get what you wish for."

Qi Yue liked what he said very much and immediately called Yuan Mu.

"The Yue Lao Temple has been through a lot, so we need to have the Ministry of Works come and do some repairs. The golden statues of the Bodhisattvas and deities in the front hall also need to be rebuilt."

After hearing this, the abbot realized that the person in front of him was no ordinary person.

But he did not point this out and still maintained his original attitude. He bowed to Qi Yue and then bowed towards the front hall.

"May the gods' golden body shine forever, and their blessings on the world last forever."

Qi Yue smiled and turned his gaze back to the marriage tree. He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and made a wish.

Xiao Mo glanced at him indifferently, then followed his example, closing her eyes and silently reciting a sentence.

It was almost noon when the two came out of Yue Lao Temple.

Thinking about yesterday's plan, Xiao Mo suggested going back to the palace as soon as possible, but Qi Yue said he wanted to go to Chunfeng Teahouse for lunch.

This teahouse has no special meaning to Xiao Mo, but it has extraordinary significance to Qi Yue.

Two years ago, they also came out of Yue Lao Temple at this time.

Near noon, he said he wanted to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion with her for dinner. After she refused, she went into this teahouse with her on his recommendation.

Her attitude towards him at that time was very different from what it is now. Unexpectedly, in just over two years, there has been a drastic change.

Qi Yue took Xiao Mo to the second floor where they used to sit, ordered a few dishes they had ordered before, and felt a completely different mood from before.

Looking at the bustling streets outside the window, Xiao Mo's half-closed eyes gradually lost focus.

Two years later, the scene overlapped again. The people were still the same people, the things were still the same things, it seemed that nothing had changed, but it also seemed that everything had changed.

"Amo, try this. It seems to be more fragrant and delicious than the one we made last time."

Qi Yue's gentle voice brought Xiao Mo back to her senses.

She supported her head with one hand and turned around to see the food in front of her mouth. She was stunned for a moment and then opened her mouth to take it.

"How is it?" Qi Yue looked at her expectantly.

She pretended to taste it and nodded: "It seems to taste different."

In fact, she had long forgotten what the food tasted like when she came here two years ago.

The reason why I say it has changed is because her state of mind is different now than before, so naturally what she eats is different.

The two of them finished their meal together, one in high spirits and the other absent-minded.

Qi Yue was very satisfied with today's itinerary, and the smile on his face never disappeared during the meal.

Xiao Mo endured for half an hour and finally waited until it was time to finish her meal and leave.

She wiped the corner of her mouth casually, and when she was about to stand up, someone next to her grabbed her wrist.

Qi Yue looked at her lovingly and took out the handkerchief she had just put away.

The action of gently wiping the corners of her mouth was as intimate as that of a lover in love.

Xiao Mo stared blankly at the person so close to her, and instinctively wanted to dodge away, but before she could move, her hands were handcuffed behind her back.

Such an ambiguous posture made her feel very uncomfortable.

She turned away and stood out from the gap beside her as if escaping: "Now that we have finished our meal, let's go back to the palace."

Qi Yue paused for a moment, maintaining his previous posture, then smiled gently and tucked the handkerchief into his sleeve: "Okay."

Outside the East Palace, as soon as he returned, Yuan Mu hurriedly came to greet him: "Your Highness, the Minister of the Central Secretariat and the Imperial Censor request an audience."

He did not respond immediately whether to see her or not, but looked at Xiao Mo.

"Amo, go back to Yilan Palace and rest first. I'll come to see you after I finish my business."

"Well, go ahead. I'm a little tired too." Xiao Mo smiled and turned to walk into the East Palace.