However, even Feng Rugu himself never expected that he would wait for an unexpected rainbow in front of the Qingzhu Palace.

Ruyi, with Hai Jing, obsessed with the rosary beads, wearing a monk's robe, step by step, walking quietly. When passing by him, she just bowed without stopping, nodded, and then passed by him and walked straight into the Qingzhu Palace.

Feng Rugu was a little dull, turned to look at his back, and a trace of elusive emotions appeared in his eyes.

...The senior brother is his plan.

Fuchun and Luojiu are his plans.

The same is true for Miss Wen San.

Only the person who was tacitly allowed to live in a Buddhist temple and sheltered from the wind and rain was completely out of Feng Ruyuan's plan.

From beginning to end, he was unwilling to involve his little red dust.

He didn't even dare to think of him, so he only dared to entrust Thirty-six to show him the details of Hanshan Temple, including the pair of stone lions in front of the temple gate.

And he would face the thin piece of drawing paper, hold his chin and imagine what his little Hongchen had done today, whether he was chanting scriptures in Dongshan or practicing swords in the west.

This beautiful imagination has already satisfied Feng Ruju.

It would be better to let his little Hongchen think this way: he thought his adoptive father Chang Boning, an immortal king for a lifetime, was sitting high in Fengling, and his adoptive father's junior brother Feng Ruyuan was rebellious and he was not willing to die.

Now... is he going to join the game?
Chapter completed!