Jia Cong sat on the willow tree and looked around: it turned out that under the tree was the back garden of Longen Temple. It was summer at the moment, and the garden was filled with flowers and a faint fragrance.

After all, Longen Temple is a royal temple, and the most indispensable thing is money. Therefore, the back garden is designed to be extremely unique, with rockeries, ponds, pavilions, flower stands... all of them are exquisite and extraordinary.

Although the weather was hot at this time, the back garden was lined with green trees and had a large pond, which made it much cooler than inside the house.

Therefore, many female relatives of the royal family are playing in the back garden at the moment. Everywhere they see colorful ribbons blowing in the wind, flowers staining their clothes, and sweet smiles and praises are heard endlessly. It is a living "beautiful woman visiting the garden" in front of her eyes.

However, the beautiful scenery in front of us is so wonderful that even the most skilled painter may not be able to paint the beauty of flowers and the vividness of beauties.

Jia Cong only glanced at it briefly before he was so intoxicated that he could no longer speak.

It’s really beautiful, and it’s worth killing the Nine Tribes!

All the beauties in the capital are probably gathered here right now, right?

I saw beauties in the garden playing chess under the shade of trees, leaning over the pond to play with the fish, standing under the shade of flowers picking flowers and admiring them, or gathering in twos and threes to chat...

Looking at them, they are all beautiful, and I can't tell which one is more delicate and which one is more beautiful. Anyway, they are both the same age and look more delicate than the flowers.

Jia Cong was dazzled by what he saw, and his thoughts were running wild. Jia Huan couldn't help but brag: "Brother, how about it? Didn't brother lie to you?"

"Um……"

Jia Cong was too busy looking at the beautiful woman to reply, and drool began to flow from the corner of his mouth without even realizing it.

"Brother, look at that little lady sitting by the pond. That little lady in pink is the daughter of the Minister of War. It is said that she is the most beautiful woman in the capital. I heard that she will enter the palace this autumn..."

Jia Huan whispered in Jia Cong's ear, and kept showing off his "well-informedness". Jia Cong had no time to pay attention to him, and looked around, and his eyes were not enough.

"It is indeed a prosperous capital, with so many beauties, each leading the way."

Jia Cong could not help but admire in his heart, the beauty before his eyes was boundless, this trip to Longen Temple was indeed a worthwhile trip.

The only regret is that the willow tree is too high and the beauty is far away, so I can't see it clearly enough.

Just as he was sighing secretly, he saw a beautiful woman in full dress walking slowly towards the willow forest from a distance.

At first, the beauty was still far away, so I couldn't see clearly. I could only vaguely see someone accompanying her on the left and right.

When she got closer, she could clearly see that on her right was a young maid, and on her left was an elderly woman, probably a wet nurse who was serving her.

At this time, the beauty's appearance could be vaguely discerned. She was extremely beautiful, about 20 years old, and she was actually a very beautiful royal sister.

Jia Cong's eyes were naturally focused on Yu Jie'er's extremely beautiful face. He stared blankly for a while, and the beauty Yu Jie'er came closer again. At this time, her appearance could be seen more clearly.

: I saw her beautiful face, with snow as her skin and flowers as her face. She was so beautiful that words could not describe her.

Not only is she extremely beautiful, but what's even more rare is that this royal lady has an excellent temperament. Every move she makes is dignified and decent, and she has a luxurious demeanor. At a glance, you can tell that she comes from a great aristocratic family.

Ordinary people, even wealthy families like Jia's family, probably wouldn't be able to cultivate such a temperament. Her movements were indescribably dignified, elegant, and extremely noble.

"I'll go...Brother Cong...Isn't that old guy Jia Baoyu's mother? Why did this old guy come to Long'en Temple? Why did she come?"

Jia Cong was watching with admiration, when Jia Huan suddenly exclaimed from the side, which shocked him.

"Where? Where is the eldest lady? Why is she here?"

Jia Cong was so frightened that his liver trembled. If Mrs. Wang found out that he was hiding here, he would be sorry to Jia Baoyu if he didn't beat him to death when he went back!

"Isn't it the old bitch who came here with that beauty?"

Jia Huan shouted in a low voice.

When Jia Cong heard this, he turned to look at the old lady beside Yu Jie'er.

Sure enough, the nurse who followed the beauty was indeed Mrs. Wang! He had seen her while hiding in a cave and recognized her.

He was so immersed in the beauty's beauty that he didn't realize that the old woman next to him was actually her.

Jia Cong was immediately covered in cold sweat, and Jia Huan next to him did not dare to say anything. He hugged the thick tree trunk tightly with his arms and seemed to be trembling slightly. It seemed that this guy was really scared.

"It's over, brother Cong, what should we do now? What is this old bitch doing here? If we are caught by her, it will be over! She and I had a grudge in my previous life, and this old bitch wants me to die.

It’s really over this time…”

Jia Huan's heroic spirit disappeared in an instant, and he was so frightened that he was trembling even as he spoke.

"Brother Huan, don't be afraid, hide it and don't move, she may not be able to find us..."

Jia Cong was panicked at first, but he soon calmed down and hurriedly spoke to comfort Jia Huan, fearing that he would make some mistakes if he was too panicked, and he would really die if he was caught.

"I...how can I not be afraid? This old bitch is so cruel! Even though she usually pretends to be a Bodhisattva, her heart is more poisonous than anyone else! She has hurt me several times. If I hadn't been so lucky, I would probably be on my grave now.

They were all crushed to pieces..."

Jia Huan kept cursing in a low voice, and his voice trembled more and more. It seemed that he was really afraid of Mrs. Wang.

"Don't be afraid, don't make a sound, hold me tight and don't dare to fall. She may not come over."

Jia Cong had no choice but to comfort Jia Huan in a low voice, and kept praying in his heart, praying that Mrs. Wang and her party would never come to this willow forest.

Contrary to expectations, Mrs. Wang actually accompanied the beauty and walked slowly towards the willow forest.

Jia Cong suddenly felt flustered again. He felt dizzy, his hands and feet were cold, and he almost fell down. Looking at Jia Huan next to him, he was as miserable as him: his face was bloodless, his arms were tightly hugging the tree trunk, and his whole body was covered with blood.

Shivering like dead leaves in the wind.

"I want to die, I want to die...what can I do?"

When Jia Cong saw that the three people had arrived at the edge of the willow forest, he no longer dared to speak. He hugged the tree trunk with his arms and did not dare to move, but his eyes could not help but stare at Mrs. Wang's every move.

At this time, the three people were very close to him, and even their hair could be seen clearly. However, Jia Cong had no intention of taking a closer look at the beauty at this moment, and was only worried about panic.

While the two of them were panicking, they heard Mrs. Wang under the tree laughing in a low voice: "Madam, how about we take a rest here? It's actually cool under the shade of the tree, and there's still some wind."

"Empress? Where did the empress come from? Is this beautiful lady under the tree the empress in the palace?"

Jia Cong was shocked when he heard Mrs. Wang's words from the tree. Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a very soft voice reply: "Okay, this is it. Hold Qin, you go and watch some people."

As soon as the voice fell, another clear voice answered: "Yes, I know."

After finishing speaking, the sound of footsteps could be heard under the tree. It seemed that the man named Baoqin was walking out.

Hold the piano?

This name is so familiar, why do you seem to have heard it somewhere?

Hold the piano, hold the piano...

Among the maids Jia Yuanchun brought into the palace, wasn't one of them named Baoqin?

Jia Cong suddenly realized: Could it be that the beautiful lady Yu was actually Jia Yuanchun?

Jia Yuanchun?

I'm afraid it's really Jia Yuanchun!

Besides her, who else would have such grace and appearance?

If it weren't for Jia Yuanchun, who could be with this old guy?

Jia Cong figured it out immediately, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat again.

Oh my god, it’s really over!

Who would have thought that Jia Yuanchun and Mrs. Wang would come to Longen Temple?

"well……"
Chapter completed!