Xiang Wei has always been opposed to Yueyao going to the temple because she worries that Yueyao might have thoughts of becoming a nun. However, at this moment, she feels it’s good for Yueyao to stay at Zhaohua Temple for a while; after all, who can ensure that today’s incident won’t happen again. Yueyao went to Ma Chengteng the same day, expressing her intention to stay at Zhaohua Temple for a while. Ma Chengteng, overwhelmed with rumors outside, did not object upon hearing Yueyao wanted to go: "Alright, come back by the end of the year." Yueyao’s departure from the Capital City would quell the rumors, and by New Year’s, these matters would be past. After Nanny He returned, she concealed Xiang Wei’s outburst and only relayed Yueyao’s words: "Since Miss Lian said so, Madam can rest assured." Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚~𝙣𝙚𝙩 Lady Li nodded: "Yueyao is sensible; go to my storage and pick the two most fashionable pieces of satin, then choose two boxes of bird’s nest, and send them to Miss Lian tomorrow." Nanny He was astonished upon hearing this, then lowered her head. Madam first gave Miss Lian a resounding slap on the face and now sent gifts to her, treating her like a piece of dough! She wondered if Madam understood that Miss Lian was no longer the helpless person she was five years ago. It began to rain at dusk. In November, the rainy days are especially cold. People shrink away inside their houses. Yueyao, however, does not fear the cold, standing in the corridor watching the rain. Xiang Wei brought her a large cloak which she did not wear. Yueyao gazed at the rain, softly saying: "In Jiangnan, the winter rain is as thin as threads, very beautiful, very beautiful." Xiang Wei knew Yueyao was thinking of her parents, and she didn’t want Yueyao to immerse herself in memories. The more beautiful the memories, the crueler reality seemed. Xiang Wei intentionally raised the white cloak in her hand and said: "How strange indeed. During summer, I feel as though I want to hide in an ice cellar while you remain cool; come winter, I am bundling up like a ball, yet you are fine just with a thin jacket." Xiang Wei wore two cotton layers, a small jacket, and on top of that a fur cloak, yet she still felt somewhat cold. Therefore, Xiang Wei envied Yueyao’s physique, warm in winter and cool in summer. Yueyao sighed quietly. Xiang Wei had sustained severe injuries, and fearing both cold and heat was the lasting aftermath: "Perhaps you shouldn’t up the mountain." The mountain would be much colder than the Capital City. Xiang Wei laughed: "The mountains have their perks." Although it’s colder outside on the mountain, the houses inside are heated with floor dragons, just like in the Capital City. That evening, Yueyao had a wonderful dream. She dreamt of her father holding her, pointing at the gentle rain, teaching her Du Fu’s "A Welcome Rain on a Spring Night" word by word; her mother, hearing her mistakes, gently corrected her, and when she could recite an entire poem, her father rewarded her with a snack. Holding the treat, she laughed joyfully. Xiang Wei had previously seen Yueyao sleeping with either a sour face or furrowed brows, but this was the first time Yueyao smiled in her sleep: "I wonder what delightful dream she’s having, smiling so joyfully." The next day, Yueyao went to the Dong residence and met two new faces. They were Mr. Yu Shan’s son-in-law Gu Jianzhang and Gu Zhe. Yueyao smiled and greeted: "Brother-in-law, how are you." Gu Jianzhang was a gentle person, smiling and nodding, then looking at his son Gu Zhe, said: "Zhe’er, this is your aunt." Gu Zhe was sixteen, the same age as Yueyao: "Hello, Aunt." Yueyao prepared a gift for Gu Zhe, a set of the Four Treasures of the Study. Such a gift is most fitting among scholars. Upon seeing the set of Four Treasures, Gu Jianzhang was surprised and softly said: "Zichang, this gift is too valuable." This set was quite expensive. Yueyao smiled and said: "It’s just a little token of my intentions." Yueyao met with Mr. Yu Shan, and Mr. Yu Shan first tested Yueyao. Seeing her answers were to the point and occasionally surprising, Mr. Yu Shan was very pleased. After the examination, Mr. Yu Shan said to Gu Jianzhang: "Yueyao, your brother-in-law is quite accomplished in poetry and song. You may consult him if you have any questions." Gu Jianzhang was not interested in officialdom, dedicating his efforts to Guqin, Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting, Poetry and Songs. In Jiangnan, he was quite renowned for his poetry. Yueyao gracefully accepted the suggestion. Gu Jianzhang laughed: "Father-in-law is too kind. Zichang, I’ve heard your plum blossom seal is a masterpiece, and I wonder if I might have the honor to see it." Mr. Yu Shan hadn’t prepared to return to Jiangnan next year; delayed by friends was one reason, and another was Gu Jianzhang enjoyed daily exchanges with scholars in the Capital City, so much so that he was almost reluctant to leave.