Favoring a Hidden Mistress? Engagement Broken Chapter 107 - 93:

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The deep night will eventually pass.

The scene flashes to the next day.

Before leaving, Lu Ziyuan deliberately woke up the girl who was sleeping like a little pig.

"Do you rember what you promised last night?"

Xie Wanqing nodded sleepily.

Lu Ziyuan was a bit dissatisfied with her perfunctory response, pinched her nose, and asked, "Repeat it, what did you promise ?"

With her nose pinched, Xie Wanqing couldn’t breathe and turned her head to avoid his hand, her sleepy brain finally starting to clear.

She covered her nose and said muffled, "Go to the family temple to pray for you, waiting for you to co back and take ."

Lu Ziyuan murmured in agreent, pulled her hand down, and softly pursued, "What else?"

Xie Wanqing thought for a mont, then added, "Go nowhere, see no one, just stay in the family temple."

Early in the morning, the little girl was unbelievably obedient.

Lu Ziyuan’s gaze softened, he leaned down to kiss her hair, "Continue sleeping, wait obediently for to co and get you out."

Xie Wanqing, unable to keep her eyes open in fatigue, glanced at him and then fell back into deep sleep.

She was personally sent into the family temple by Mingjian, accompanied only by the maid Erqing.

Food, clothing, and expenses were all delivered by Mingjian.

Throughout the Wuyuan Marquis Mansion, it was rumored that the heir’s wife had committed so error, discarded by the heir, sent to the family temple before the expedition.

In noble families, won were only sent to the family temple for major offenses as punishnt.

Most often, there was no hope of leaving the family temple, spending their remaining days there.

No one knew how Lu Ziyuan explained it, regarding Xie Wanqing entering the family temple, none of the Lu Family ladies comnted or intervened, simply acting as if it hadn’t happened.

Since marrying into the Lu Family, Xie Wanqing rarely went out, and living in the family temple, even the maid Erqing couldn’t leave, cutting off all communication with the outside world.

Life in the family temple was quiet, yet lonely.

Besides Erqing, the family temple had only two elderly nuns for cleaning, leaving no one to converse with.

Day after day, besides copying Buddhist scriptures, she could only pass the ti by working on embroidery.

Lu Ziyuan stayed by her side; she copied scriptures, he watched; she did needlework, he watched too.

Watching her truly beco what another version of himself had said, gradually shedding the last of her liveliness.

From the lively and lovely girl who married in, she transford into a silent, calm, unsmiling and dignified lady.

Many things can’t be understood without experiencing them firsthand.

Just like another version of himself casually saying to go to the family temple and wait for him to return.

Perhaps he was compelled by so hidden reason to do so, thinking he had arranged everything perfectly, ensuring she didn’t lack food, clothes, or anities.

But he wouldn’t understand that not everyone can endure this cage-like life.

The story continues to move forward quickly.

Sumr leaves as autumn arrives.

On a day when the light sumr dress has been replaced by fall attire.

Since Xie Wanqing moved into the family temple, the door had always been tightly shut.

The one who ca wasn’t Mingjian, but Lu Ziyuan’s sister, Lu Xiyao herself.

She had been close friends with Xie Wanqing before, but later, for unknown reasons, grew distant from her eldest brother’s wife.

This ti, coming to the family temple, she said she was here to ask forgiveness from her brother’s wife.

Every word was sincere and heartfelt.

Xie Wanqing, having been alone for too long in the serene temple, suddenly had a familiar person arriving, soone who was a childhood close sister, insisting on coming to apologize to her, her face imdiately showed a hint of joy.

Lu Ziyuan, who was beside her, saw her moving unguardedly to open the door, his expression changed slightly.

"Don’t you rember my instructions when I left?"

But his words were only audible to himself; he still was just a spectator in this world, unable to stop anything.

The temple door opened, Lu Xiyao dressed in a consort’s long dress, with a white cloak draped over her shoulders, reached up to take off her hat as she saw the door opening, smiling splendidly at Xie Wanqing: "Sister-in-law."

Although his own sister, at the mont, Lu Ziyuan looked at Lu Xiyao with coldness in his eyes.

He had witnessed firsthand how this sister pierced his eldest brother’s wife’s heart.

Not close with her real sister-in-law she grew up with but instead mingling with concubines in front of Wanwan.

If she could do such things to hurt his Wanwan’s heart, how could she suddenly co to visit without reason.

Especially at such a ti.

Lu Ziyuan couldn’t bring himself to bla his Wanwan for being unguarded.

After all, another version of himself hadn’t hinted at anything when leaving.

And his Wanwan had been confined in the family temple for months, already lonely for too long.

His young sister ca to visit, why would she be guarded.