Wei Du had never met such a girl. Master Kongyun of Qixia Temple is a man of great wealth, and ladies from famous families flock to him. Not to mention having a chat with him, just a few words of advice and a signature are enough to show off in front of the handkerchief for several months. Xie Ning'an, who was still in his early teens and still childish, was invited by the novice monk in the temple to have a talk with Master Kongyun, but he refused without hesitation. When asked the reason, he only had one word, "lazy". "I got up at midnight today, left the house at three o'clock, and bumped around in the carriage for an hour before arriving at the foot of the mountain. Now that my vegetarian diet was not used, and I didn't take any rest, I followed my mother up the mountain to worship the Buddha. You refused to let me use the sedan chair. Thanks to my Buddha heart and filial piety, I was able to endure this half-day practice. The master's monastery happened to be at the top of Qixia Mountain, and I didn't have half a day. You are so diligent." The little novice was not surprised, but smiled and said nothing, "Then please rest first, young monk." Wei Du had not cared about the daughter of the boudoir in the capital before, but when he heard that the little novice called her Miss Xie, he secretly thought about the nobles who came to worship the Buddha today, and he knew that she was the daughter of Duke Mu. He smiled secretly in his heart, just tapped the leaf tips, and went to the Luoyun Courtyard on the top of the mountain.
Purpose: Xie Ning'an has been sheltered by her family since she was a child. Living in a beautiful place, she only aspires to be a wealthy and idle person. Only when Prince Yi's palace was sealed and Princess Wenyin committed suicide in prison did she truly understand that the court was full of treacherous clouds and turbulent undercurrents, and she could not escape from it.