[There will be an additional update of about 2,500 words in the evening...]

When Jingyi walked into the Zen room with the baggage in hand, Miaoyu had already received the report from the fat nun. At this time, she no longer sat cross-legged and meditated. She was just running around in the room like ants on a hot pot, shaking the big sleeves of her silk clothes.

As fluttering as satin.

Seeing Jingyi push the door open and come in, she subconsciously took half a step forward to meet him, opened her mouth and hesitated to speak.

Jingyi subconsciously avoided her gaze and said, "I took Uncle Jiao to the main hall. He said... He said he would only wait for Senior Sister for a quarter of an hour."

When Miaoyu heard this, she gritted her teeth and headed out.

She has now lost her virginity to Jiao Shun, and what she is currently struggling with is whether she should open the door to welcome guests in front of the Buddha, or whether she should cut off contact with Jiao Shun from now on.

The reason why I didn't come out to greet him immediately was just to save face.

Now that I heard that Jiao Shun had set a time limit, I immediately thought of all the previous encounters. I knew that if I went against his will, I was afraid that there would be some trouble again, so I couldn't care less about shame and dignity for the moment.

Besides, even if we meet each other, we don’t necessarily have to do it in front of the Buddha...

"Sister!"

Miaoyu was walking out in deception when Jingyi suddenly stopped her again, passed the bundle in her hand forward, and said hesitantly: "This, this..."

"What's in here?"

Seeing that she couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, Miaoyu couldn't help frowning and asked: "What else are you hiding from me?"

Jingyi opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything, so she took half a step forward and lifted the bundle in front of Miaoyu.

When Miaoyu saw this, she took a look with confusion, and then her complexion suddenly changed. She took two steps back as if she had seen a savage beast. She felt ashamed and angry, and the roots of her swollen ears were red, and she bit her

Ya asked word for word: "He, how dare he?!"

Jingyi was speechless and could only continue to remain silent.

After a long while, Miaoyu finally suppressed the surging air, and with the last hope, she asked knowingly: "Where did this thing come from?"

Jingyi couldn't remain silent now. She could only press her chin to her collarbone and murmured: "Uncle Jiao gave it to me. He said he would only wait a quarter of an hour after giving it to me."

From then on, Miaoyu had no hope anymore. She walked to the futon in despair and fell down on it like a puppet with its strings cut off. Her face, which was originally flushed with shame and anger, also lost its color little by little.

Jingyi waited for a while and saw her sitting crookedly on the futon as if she had lost her soul. She said nothing more and couldn't help but remind her: "Senior sister, he is still waiting in the main hall..."

Miaoyu raised her hand to interrupt her words, then weakly waved her sleeves in the direction of the door.

Jingyi knew that this meant letting herself go out, and she wanted to say something else, but she didn't know what to say, so she let out a long sigh, turned around and walked out.

When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped again, bit her lower lip and looked back at her young lady. Then she quietly put the bundle on the ground, then left the meditation room and closed the door from the outside.

The sound of the door closing seemed to wake Miaoyu up.

She raised her head slightly, her beautiful eyes immediately fixed on the small bundle, and her pale and dull face gradually became filled with mixed emotions.

I regretted for a moment that after I was kicked out of the Rongguo Mansion, I returned to my hometown in Jiangnan without listening to Jingyi. Otherwise, how could I have fallen into such a situation?

For a moment, I hated that Jiao Shun was clinging to every layer of design, and refused to give up after getting his own body. He insisted on pulling off the last layer of his fig leaf, and was nakedly humiliated!

For a moment, I resented the Buddha and Bodhisattva for accepting the incense and offerings from me in vain, but they just sat back and watched me fall into trouble again and again!

For a moment, I was afraid that if Jiao Shun failed to succeed, he would come up with new tricks to humiliate me. Even if he didn't use any new tricks, he would just drive me back from this Muni Temple to that unknown little temple...

Thinking of the ruined temple that she hadn't visited for two days, Miaoyu shuddered unconsciously. The filthy fantasy in her mind had already spilled out of the palace gate, leaving her with nowhere to even set foot in the courtyard.

No!

If she really had to choose, she wouldn't even want to set foot in that alley again!

But if you want to stay away from that ruined temple, you have to...

Miaoyu's eyes, blurred by fantasy, focused on the baggage again. Although her shame and anger were inexplicably weakened a lot, she really couldn't muster the courage to wear those things on her body.

Just like that, time passed by minute by minute.

Miaoyu felt as if she had been struggling for a century. When Jingyi knocked on the door and reminded her that a quarter of an hour had passed, she was suddenly shocked by how quickly time passed.

Is it too late?

Miaoyu's heart was full of uneasiness about the future, but she let out a sigh of relief. Even if there was going to be a flood tomorrow, at least she didn't have to make a choice today.

However, at this moment, a conversation between the fat and thin nun and Jingyi was heard outside the door.

"Why are you here again?"

"Senior sister! Hey, why doesn't the host come forward to entertain the guests?!"

The fat nun's voice was full of panic and eagerness: "The philanthropic Uncle Jiao was about to leave just now, but we managed to persuade him to stop him! Senior Sister, please ask the host to come forward quickly, otherwise..."

Jingyi interrupted her and scolded: "What if it's not the case? Are you the one calling the shots in this temple, or is it the host?!"

The fat nun said again: "It's the presiding officer who makes the decision! But the presiding officer was able to take over the Muni Courtyard all thanks to Uncle Jiao's generous donation. How come he is so neglected now?"

Although all the elite soldiers and generals in this temple were taken away by the old abbot, the ones left behind were either lazy, lazy, or stupid.

But this does not mean that no one can see through the truth of Miaoyu's entry into the Monastery. After all, keeping the outer chamber in the temple and Taoist temple has been a matter of ancient times. Regardless of Wu Zetian and Yang Guifei, even now, it is not

There is no shortage of nuns and nuns who specialize in physical charity!

Especially after seeing that the new host was quite repulsive to the Zhai Hui, everyone put all their expectations on the big sponsor behind the new host.

Who would have thought that when the big benefactor came to the door, Miaoyu actually disappeared behind closed doors!

This has made all the nuns extremely anxious. If the temple really loses its income, what will they do?

I can't recite the sutras completely, I can't manage my accounts, I can't interpret fortunes, and I can't raise money for alms. If I want to place orders elsewhere, no one will want me.

As for returning to secular life, I am too old to marry and too tired to work in the fields. It is impossible to work part-time, so I can only survive in this temple.

So when Jiao Shun was about to leave, the fat and thin nun in the lead said hello, and seven or eight bald women came to the battle and stopped him.

And these two fat and thin nuns hurriedly came to the meditation room to talk about it.

Jingyi listened to their words and seemed to have guessed something. She was panicking, but her face became colder and colder. She put her hands on her hips and scolded: "What kind of generous donation is not generous?! That's because the host doesn't want to be stained with the smell of copper.

That’s why I asked Uncle Jiao to come forward on my behalf. What you all heard from hearsay..."

"Jingyi!"

At this moment, Miaoyu's voice suddenly came from the door. Jingyi hurriedly stopped her mouth and turned her head to listen. She heard Miaoyu trembling again: "Let him wait a little longer."

Jingyi opened her mouth in shock, raised her hands to cover it, turned her head and scolded the fat and thin nun: "Didn't you hear what the host said? Why don't you go and report it to Uncle Jiao!"

The fat and thin nun got the accurate information and went away happily.

Jingyi was stunned outside the door for a while, and subconsciously wanted to open the door to enter the meditation room, but found that the door had already been locked.

She became more and more aware of it, so she stood in a daze outside the door again.

After another half-quarter of an hour, Miaoyu opened the door and walked out, saying with a delicate oval face: "Let's go to the Main Hall."

With that said, he walked past Jingyi.

Jingyi looked at her back and hesitated to speak, but in the end she just sighed secretly and followed her step by step.

Along the way, although Miaoyu tried her best to pretend to be calm and composed, the closer she got to the Main Hall, the heavier her steps became. It seemed that her body was not just changed into a small clothes, but also put on a layer of invisible shackles.

When she saw the nuns gathered in front of the door, Miaoyu gritted her teeth and raised her head, stepped forward quickly and said coldly: "What are you doing here? Let's leave now!"

When all the nuns saw that she had finally arrived, they were all secretly happy, so no one cared about her attitude, and they dispersed in the blink of an eye.

After passing the 'human wall', the burly figure in the hall immediately came into view, like a mountain, and instantly crushed Miaoyu's back.

She walked with unprecedented heavy steps, one step at a time, and it took half a stick of incense to get closer to the palace.

Then she stopped and turned to look at Jingyi.

Jingyi immediately understood and closed the palace door.

After that, Jingyi froze in front of the door. It wasn't until two shy and anxious exclamations suddenly burst out from the hall that she quickly moved away from the door as if she had been burned.

But even though I was far away, my heart flew inside instead, and my mind was filled with the scene of those little clothes combined with my own lady. Because I didn't know which one Miaoyu was wearing, they kept changing them like a revolving door.

At this moment, I suddenly saw the nuns who had dispersed just now and ran back happily.

Jingyi was startled, and quickly blocked out the "Miracle Nuannuan" in her mind, and shouted sternly: "What are you doing again?! Don't you even listen to the host?!"

"Sister, don't be upset!"

Seeing her stern expression and looking at the closed temple door, the cleverest fat nun knew that she had disturbed the host's business, so she hurriedly explained: "It was a cart of japonica rice and a cart of white noodles sent from outside, as well as countless oil and salt accompaniments.

The materials and incense and lamp oil have arrived, so we hurriedly came to ask the Lord... Please ask Senior Sister to come forward and do the math."

“Japonica rice and white noodles?”

Jingyi didn't react for a moment and asked: "Where did these things come from?"

"Of course..."

The fat nun glanced into the hall, then quickly looked back, pretending to be honest and said: "Of course it was donated by Uncle Jiao. I heard the delivery driver said that the things have been prepared outside. Uncle Jiao told me to wait for two days."

If he doesn't come out within a quarter of an hour, he will bring the things into the temple."

Jingyi suddenly understood, and looked back at the palace with a complex expression, and then decisively ordered: "You can just go and count the numbers yourself."

Where can she go now?
To be continued...