The Prime Minister Seduced Me to have Babies!-Chapter 647: Never to Be Separated

Lady Wu then said to Jiang Youzhi and Yun Jiao, "You two go play by yourselves, no need to accompany me."

She thought for a moment, "Daya, you follow Jiao Jiao, and don’t let anyone bump into her."

Although there are two female guards, Lei Ying and Lei Xia, their skills are ultimately not as good as Daya’s.

Today, not many guards were brought out, so she felt a bit more at ease with Daya following Jiao Jiao.

Daya nodded, and her tower-like figure stood behind Yun Jiao.

Yun Jiao glanced back at her, and immediately felt her sense of security surge.

Lady Wu looked at Daya’s dark and rough face, then at Yun Jiao’s radiant and beautiful face, chuckled, turned her head and led Lin Qiao and a few maids to the side hall to offer prayers.

Jiang Youzhi saw his mother leave, and whispered in Yun Jiao’s ear, "Let me tell you, Brother Lin is here today to look for a match."

Yun Jiao’s eyes lit up, and she tugged Jiang Youzhi’s sleeve, "Then why don’t we quietly follow and take a look?"

Jiang Youzhi knew for sure she would be curious, and laughed, "Let’s go. They went to the back, so let’s head to the back as well."

The two of them, along with a maid and a guard, bypassed the main hall and walked to the rear.

After passing through several grand halls, there were significantly fewer tourists at the back.

Yun Jiao saw a large tree, filled with red cloth strips hanging from the branches, and curiously asked, "What are those cloth strips for? For well-wishing?"

Behind her, Hui Xiang replied, "In response to Miss, these cloth strips are for making wishes. You write your wish on them, and then hang them up. It’s said that the higher it’s hung, the more effective it is."

Yun Jiao was just about to ask where to get the cloth strips, when a little monk with arms full of red cloth strips came over.

The little monk pressed his palms together in salute.

Hui Xiang reached out and took one for Yun Jiao, and Jiang Youzhi also took one.

Hui Xiang handed a bunch of copper coins to the little monk, who pointed to the side, "There are pens and ink over there, please feel free."

Yun Jiao looked in the direction the little monk pointed, and saw tables and chairs with pens and ink stones placed on top.

Jiang Youzhi took Yun Jiao over, and he chuckled, "You write first, and after you’re done, I’ll write mine."

Jiang Youzhi sat down and, almost without thinking, swiftly finished writing.

Yun Jiao then sat down, picked up the pen, but didn’t know what to write for a moment.

After pondering for a long time, she slowly wrote, "May those I love and who love me be healthy and safe."

Her heart was small; she couldn’t care about world peace or anything; she only cared about those worth caring about.

After finishing the cloth strip, Yun Jiao stood under the tree and looked up.

The tree was large and tall, probably hundreds of years old, and she saw sporadic red cloth strips on its high tips. She wondered how those people had hung them so high.

She raised her red cloth strip, eager to try a few times, but didn’t dare to throw it out.

She looked at the highest branch, then turned to Daya, "Daya, could you help me—" Before she could finish, the red cloth strip in her hand was taken.

Yun Jiao turned to see Jiang Youzhi, stomped her foot, "Oh no, you can’t look at what I wrote. If you see, it won’t work anymore."

"I won’t look." Jiang Youzhi lowered his head and tied his own red cloth strip with Yun Jiao’s, then scrutinized the tree as if searching for a suitable spot.

Yun Jiao blushed slightly; this person really, even needed to tie their wish strips together.

Jiang Youzhi quickly found a spot, inhaled and leaped up, securely hanging the two tied red cloth strips on the branch. The spot was not very high, but not low either.

Yun Jiao curiously asked him, "What did you write?"

Jiang Youzhi smiled, "I’ll tell you later."

He had written: "I wish to grow old with Jiao Jiao, never to be parted in this life and the next."