What Yan Qingrui didn't like was not this carriage, but all the carriages with the royal palace emblem. She just wanted to be light and simple, not eye-catching.

She said, "No need to worry. We can go by ourselves!"

It was too late for Ruan Zhongjie to ask someone to change the carriage temporarily, and he could not sit in the carriage, so he had to unload the horse on it. When he took it out, the carriage hired by Haisheng had already been parked outside the door.

It was an extremely ordinary carriage, and it was quite crowded when two people got on. Haisheng sat on the shaft to catch the car.

Yan Qingrui and Jade were on the carriage, and Ruan Zhongjie quickly rode his horse to follow.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves, Yan Qingrui was speechless. She lifted the curtain and said, "Mr. Ruan, go back!"

Ruan Zhongjie wanted to go to Bodhi Temple on Yi Road, so of course he couldn't go back. He said, "Madam, don't worry about me, I'll come back if I send you to the temple!"

Yan Qingrui was too lazy to pay attention to him. Although the prince's general manager was still eye-catching after all, no one would have thought that she was sitting in the carriage. Even if there was, it didn't matter. Anyway, she wouldn't be the one who suffered the loss.

I went to Bodhi Temple to walk to the south gate. After leaving the city, the road was not so easy. The carriage was bumpy and shaking. Haisheng's driving skills were just like that, and the jade was shaking and had a headache.

Yan Qingrui was as peaceful as she was, and the road was very calm.

After Ruan Zhongjie could see the direction of Bodhi Temple from afar, he told Haisheng the route and quickly left. He wanted to see the abbot. In addition, he wanted to ask the servants from the other courtyard of the Prince of Qinghe Mansion to quickly clean up the house.

As a royal temple, Bodhi Temple still covers a large area. The mountain to the south is almost all the temples of Bodhi Temple. The temples are built on the top of the mountain, while those villas and villas are built on the halfway up the mountain.

The villa of the Qinghe Prince's Mansion is located in the shade of trees on the right side of the mountain road, and is kept by people, so although Ruan Zhongjie's notification was in a hurry, there was not much to clean up.

This is just a yard, three times. The servant who guards the yard lives in the outermost room, Yan Qingrui lives in the main room inside, Jade lives with her, and Haisheng automatically goes to the room next to the servant who guards the yard.

Bodhi Temple is a quiet place. After Yan Qingrui packed up, she walked out of the yard and looked down at the mountainside.

Standing high and looking far, while standing in such a place without being affected by any outside world, her thinking is extremely smooth.

But she didn't know at all that when she was standing there, the shade of green trees beside her, her light blue clothes were blown up by the mountain wind, and her clothes were fluttering, and she was like a fairy descending from the sky, floating in beauty, but still independent in the world.

She is quiet because of the mountains, and the mountains are spiritual because of her.

If Zhou Xingyun was here, he would immediately take out his pen and ink and draw a peerless painting.

Suddenly, she frowned slightly and looked to the right. It was another side of the mountain road.

At this moment, a man in black was looking at her several feet away.

The man was twenty-two years old, with his eyebrows and eyes sharp. He was just staring at a distance, but he had a deep oppressive force. His appearance was angular, handsome and majestic. If Yan Qingrui had not been extremely strong in his mind, he would have been forced to look directly by this faint gaze.

Yan Qingrui was shocked. This person was a dangerous person.

Fortunately, it was just a chance encounter, so she would not have any interaction with him.
Chapter completed!