The You family sent another car to take her master and servant back to the temple to clean up.

Jingyi wanted to say soft words for the master and servant, but Sister You never showed up from the beginning, and the coachman was even more mute.

So she had no choice but to give up.

When they arrived at Zijin Street, Jingyi first went to the Civil Information Bureau to ask questions. The shopkeeper only said that the letter must have been delivered. As for why there was no reply, he didn't know.

Jingyi argued for a few times to no avail, so she had no choice but to mail out the confession letter she wrote on behalf of the lady, thus spending the last bit of their savings.

When she came out of the Civil Information Bureau and went all the way to the door of the ruined temple, she saw her young lady standing blankly on the steps, looking like she wanted to go in but didn't dare.

Jingyi sighed, and while talking about the affairs of the Civil Information Bureau, she took the initiative to open the courtyard door and walked in.

Compared to a dozen days ago, the temple was even more dilapidated, and the decapitated Buddha statue had simply become a spider's nest.

And because the door was not locked when he left, all the dirty bedding and pots and pans were gone.

What's more, someone even pooped in the main hall!

The disgusted master and servant scrambled to escape.

Next, Miaoyu refused to enter the house, so Jingyi had no choice but to cover her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and go in with a broom to clean.

But the more she looked at the dilapidation of the palace, the more she missed the wealthy life of the You family. How could she be motivated to clean it up?

The workers worked hard until it was almost evening, and then the mute coachman came over and took the master and servant, who were both relieved and frightened, back to the You family's new house.

When they returned to the small courtyard, Sister You had been waiting for a long time. She politely asked the master and the servant whether the temple had been cleaned and when they planned to move out.

The master and servant were speechless.

For a long while, Jingyi was embarrassed and wanted to say something, but Second Sister You suddenly leniently said: "If it is not tidied up, then we can continue sweeping tomorrow, and it will be the same if we move it the day after tomorrow."

Then he ignored the reactions of the two masters and servants and left the place with the maid.

Just as Miaoyu and Jingyi were looking at each other, someone brought a sumptuous and exquisite dinner as usual, as well as everything needed for bathing and changing clothes, as well as a sufficient amount of incense and tributes for the Buddhist shrine.

The master and the servant finished their meal with a lot of thoughts, and then took a bath one after another.

Seeing that the sky was darkening, the two of them lit butter candles mixed with spices and looked at the plants and trees inside and outside the house. They felt as if they were in another world and had all kinds of mixed feelings.

On the second day, after breakfast, the mute coachman sent them to Zijin Street. He ignored them at noon, and only picked them up in the evening when they were so hungry that they had their hearts on their backs.

Seeing the two miserable masters and servants, Second Sister You asked when they would move out as usual, and then when she couldn't get an answer, she was given another day's grace.

So again...

Both the master and the servant have become accustomed to living one day at a time. Jingyi even learned to secretly hide snacks in the morning so that she can fill her stomach at noon in the temple.

But from beginning to end, Miaoyu never stepped foot into the palace door again.

Day five.

After the two of them came back from the ruined temple, they thought they would repeat the scene of the previous few days, but they were shocked to find that Sister You was not in the hospital.

The two of them walked into the house in confusion, only to see a familiar tall figure sitting in the living room, eating leisurely.

If not Jiao Shun, who else could it be?
Chapter completed!