"Husband, where did you just run off to?"
Xie Qingwu and the others had been waiting at the entrance of Qi Yun Temple's main hall. Seeing Pei Shaoqing return, she grumbled,
"I just went for a stroll. Are you all done with your prayers already?" Pei Shaoqing stepped forward to support her.
"I'm not so far along that I need help walking," Xie Qingwu said, exasperated. Suddenly, she caught an unfamiliar fragrance on Pei Shaoqing and remarked pointedly, "My, you smell so fragrant today, husband."
"I just ran into a Buddhist nun, and we discussed some Buddhist Teachings," Pei Shaoqing said without batting an eye.
Xie Qingwu snorted. 'A person of the cloth using such a strong perfume? I doubt she was any kind of proper nun.'
'She felt a little helpless. Xu Yuanqing was better than Pei Shaoqing in every way, but unfortunately, that included being just as lecherous.'
'He can't even come to offer incense without hitting on a nun.'
