After consulting Jing Lingyu, Fuh Xi and Bi Ye prepared to leave the Prince Ling Mansion, encountering Qiao Xin halfway.
Fuh Xi suddenly asked, "Qiao Xin, is the Princess Consort in?"
"No, she went out early in the morning."
Fuh Xi sighed in relief for some unknown reason. Her behavior today was truly odd, but she had a feeling she must go to the temple to offer prayers as soon as possible.
"Miss Fuh Xi, are you going out?"
Fuh Xi replied, "Yes, going to offer prayers for the Prince, might be staying for a while."
"Oh." Qiao Xin seemed a bit disappointed; they weren't going shopping, so she lost interest.
What's there to enjoy about staying in the impoverished temple?
Fuh Xi got on the carriage and left the Capital City in the afternoon; the moment she was out, she relaxed completely.
"Miss, what's wrong? It's not even hot, yet you're sweating profusely."
Fuh Xi smiled wryly, not quite sure why; she just felt like she was about to live a wandering life again.
