God of Pure Love

However, he didn't know that although the wedding dress was real, the owner was not Gu Wanning.

Let her be.

Xu Weibei said this, but in his heart he couldn't help thinking that it would be difficult to meet again in the future.

So he would go back to the mansion almost every day to wander around, hoping to bump into her.

Unfortunately, Gu Wanning never came again.

Xu Weibei to visit his First Concubine.

The First Concubine put down her wedding dress and, with trepidation, led Jiaoniang to bow to him.

"Did Madam send this?" Xu Weibei murmured, stroking the wedding dress.

Gu Wanning was also dressed in a bright red wedding gown when he married her.

Unfortunately, he was against the marriage at the time and didn't even see her clearly in her wedding dress...

"Yes," the First Concubine replied.

"Then hurry up and make it for her, you must be in a rush."

"It's not that rushed. Madam said it's probably too late this year. With all the proper matchmaking and betrothal rites, it'll have to wait until next year at the earliest. But Madam says this is the most important event in a woman's life, so she wants it to be perfect and leave no regrets."

No regrets?

He had left her with too many regrets.

Xu Weibei didn't know how he left his First Concubine's courtyard.

He heard Jiaoniang ask her First Concubine behind him, "What's wrong with Father? Is Father sick?"

Then I didn't hear anything else; I suppose her First Concubine covered her mouth.

Yes, he is sick.

He was very, very sick.

The illness gave rise to a sense of world-weariness.

Xu Weibei knew he couldn't continue like this.

He needs to find something to distract himself.

He wanted to go to lively places, to see the everyday life of people, so he wouldn't always feel lonely.

Xu Weibei out of the city.

His horse was his best friend.

The whistling wind seemed to blow away all my worries; the world was vast and I felt completely free.

"My Marquis, please have some water and rest." Gao Lan handed a water bag filled with water to Xu Weibei, who had stopped.

Xu Weibei reached out and took the water bag, tilted his head back and gulped down several mouthfuls, then raised his riding whip and pointed to the spire peeking out from behind the mountain, asking, "Where is that?"

"That's the Huguo Temple," Gao Lan said. "It was built by Emperor Wen when Lady Yun was seriously ill, to pray for her Lady Yun."

There are many versions of the story of Emperor Wen of the previous dynasty's fondness for the wives of his ministers.

However, as emperor, he did not overstep his bounds.

Lady Yun didn't mind, the emperor didn't mind, but the onlookers had a lot to say.

In fact, this Huguo Temple is probably the only "evidence" that Emperor Wen loved Lady Yun.

Gao Lan spoke, he realized that this story was really bad.

How come the Marquis looks so much like that great, unjustly killed Emperor Wen!

Huguo Temple has now become a place where many women pray for marriage.

Men and women are actually the same; they both want to be loved.

"Let's go take a look," Xu Weibei said.

Gao Lan: "My Marquis, those are people seeking marriage..."

He was afraid that the sight of the scene would trigger the Marquis's emotions!

How painful.

But before they could finish speaking, Xu Weibei had already spurred his horse and headed straight for Huguo Temple.

Gao Lan hurriedly followed.

Xu Weibei stopped at the entrance of Huguo Temple.

The incense here is indeed very strong. Besides women praying for marriage, there are also many young men, all in pairs. It's heartbreaking to see.

"These must be people who have come to fulfill a vow..." Gao Lan explained in a low voice.

He said, "We shouldn't have come to this place."

It's blinding, absolutely blinding.

Not to mention the Marquis, even he, a single man, found it irritating.

Xu Weibei remained seated on his horse, staring at the plaque of Huguo Temple, lost in thought.

"My Marquis, shall we go down and pay our respects?" Gao Lan asked.

Passing by a temple without paying respects is almost like cursing one's own marriage prospects, which is not good.

Xu Weibei shook his head.

He didn't really know why he came here, but he just came anyway.

He had long since given up hope of marriage.

Gu Wanning was the only person who gave him hope.

Now... even if he recovers, he probably won't think about it anymore.

"Let's go." After looking around for a while, Xu Weibei gripped the reins and prepared to turn his horse around and leave.

Suddenly, a familiar face walked out of the gate and came into his view.

Xu Weibei thought he was seeing things, so he raised his hand to shield his eyes from the glaring sunlight and squinted to look over.

Chapter 210 Pure Love God of War

Before Xu Weibei speak, Gao Lan had already spoken in surprise.

"My Marquis, isn't that Lord Fang?"

Who else could it be but Fang Tingxiu walking out of the main gate of Huguo Temple?

Fang Tingxiu was wearing a brand-new moon-white robe today. He was in high spirits because of the happy occasion, and his whole body was full of energy.

What's somewhat incongruous is that he's carrying a basket, which seems out of place with his personal style.

Gao Lan looked at Xu Weibei and inwardly groaned.

Privately, no matter how loving Fang Tingxiu and Gu Wanning were, they wouldn't feel so bad if their Marquis couldn't see them.

But now, seeing his rivals so full of vigor while he himself faces a bleak future due to an unhappy marriage and physical disability, the feeling in his heart is truly bitter.

"This Huguo Temple is nothing special. Those who say it's good are just ignorant people," Gao Lan said, trying to comfort Xu Weibei. "What's the guarantee? If coming here really guaranteed a happy marriage, who wouldn't come? Those destined for unhappy marriages will have the same problems coming here."

For example, he despicably hoped that Fang Tingxiu and Gu Wanning would not have a good relationship.

If things don't go well, divorce...

Even if the Marquis is ill, Gu Wanning might be disillusioned with men and might come back to be with Marquis?

Having been divorced twice, she probably doesn't have many other options left.

Although Gao Lan had realized that his thoughts were too despicable, he did not want to change them.

Regardless of closeness or distance, his loyalty to the Marquis remained constant.