Nie Qianyu forced a smile and said, "They say this Matchmaker Temple was where Mo Chou Nu once kowtowed and made a wish. After she met Ye Feng, she came here with her desired husband to fulfill that vow. It caused quite a sensation at the time, and the temple's incense offerings flourished. But after Mo Chou Nu was suppressed beneath Frowning Tower, this Matchmaker Temple gradually fell into ruin."
"I see." Zhang Xiaohua frowned slightly.
Nie Qianyu continued, "When I was little, I came here with Mother. I saw that the old man above looked very kind, so I bowed several times. Mother said I had an affinity with this Matchmaker Temple, which is why I have always worshipped this Matchmaker."
"Aren't all Matchmaker Temples under heaven dedicated to the Matchmaker? What's the difference?" Zhang Xiaohua asked, puzzled.
Nie Qianyu said meaningfully, "All Matchmakers under heaven may look alike, but in my heart, there is only this one."
Zhang Xiaohua hesitated, then smiled. "I'd better not worship him. I still believe in the bonds ordained in heaven."
Nie Qianyu sighed softly. "As you wish, Brother Ren. It is merely something to hold in one's heart."
With that, she silently walked aside.
Xiao Juzi shot Zhang Xiaohua a fierce glare. "Great Hero Ren, could you come with me to the carriage outside and carry in some bedding? Also, I'll have to trouble you to find some dry straw. The ground is terribly damp. Even if you do not pity Miss, you would not simply watch her catch a chill, would you?"
Zhang Xiaohua rubbed his nose and did not argue with her. He merely followed her out of the temple, carried all the things from the carriage inside, then went back out to look for dry straw.
In this pitch-black