Ji Qingwu knew Jiu Jiu was only pretending to cry, but looking at the little girl's expression, she couldn't bring herself to be firm.
Seeing they were about to run out of time, she sighed and lifted the little girl up.
"You can come with Mama, but you're not allowed to cry or make a fuss, and you can't run around. Do you understand?"
The little girl immediately stopped her fake crying, cupped her mother's face, and gave her a few loud kisses. Grinning, she said, "Jiu Jiu will be super obedient and good! I'll stick right by Mama's side!"
Hanshan Temple had always drawn a great number of worshippers, but lately, the crowds had grown even larger.
At the temple entrance, the carriages of noble ladies and young misses had blocked the main road so completely it was impassable. Worshippers arriving to offer incense and oil lamps formed an endless stream.
The carriage from Duke Zhongyong's Mansion had to stop a good distance from Hanshan Temple.
