Chapter 34

In the dead of night, the moonlight is like water, and the light of Qingwei garden is still on.

Mo Xuetong leaned on the couch and looked at the light. Mo LAN packed up the clothes and accessories for tomorrow's departure.

The room was very quiet. I suddenly heard the strong sound of the beating of lanterns. It was very light, but it broke the peace.

"Miss, are we really going to Baoen temple tomorrow? Aunt Fang specially went to the master and said that she must have been unkind." Moran couldn't help it. He looked up at Mo Xuetong and asked.

"The eldest sister chose such a good name. If I don't go, it's unfilial. Even my father promised, how can I not go." Mo Xuetong's slender fingers unconsciously scratched twice on the couch, and his thoughts couldn't help returning to what happened in this period of time.

Since entering the city, Mo Xuemin has been folded in her own hands again and again. How can Mo Xuemin and aunt Fang be reconciled? In previous lives, she doesn't know when Mo Xuemin colluded with Sima Lingyun, but now she can see clearly that Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin have conspired for a long time.

Sima Lingyun has a close relationship with Mo Mansion because Mo Xuemin fell off her horse when she was on a tour with ladies and childe. Sima Lingyun saved her. In her previous life, Mo Xuemin took a fancy to you Yuecheng, the son of the Duke of the Ming Dynasty. Although aunt Fang was later supported, her identity as a fake legitimate daughter was not appreciated by the government of the Ming Dynasty, So you Yuecheng finally married her, but Mo Xuemin became an old girl.

That's why she turned back and re elected Sima Lingyun?

She is not sure about these, but one thing, Mo Xuetong can be sure that Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin are definitely together.

Today, Mo Xuemin took Sima Lingyun to his garden as the first step. It seems that Baoen temple will be their second step tomorrow. Where will they start? Kill yourself directly, or ruin your reputation as in your life, so that you have to marry Sima Lingyun.

In my last life, I was locked in the backyard with low self-esteem because my appearance was destroyed. I knew nothing about things outside. That time, I fell into the lotus pond. Sima Lingyun passed by and saved myself, and then had to marry him. Because he was gentle and friendly, he didn't dislike the destruction of his appearance, so he followed with his heart.

In this life, aunt Fang, how will they do it?

She is still too weak. Although the maids around her are clever, if there is any danger, how can the weak women stop it? When Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun pour their own poison wine, mother Xu and Mo Yu also desperately want to stop it, but what's the result? It's just adding two lives.

She must find help to deal with the ruthless and resourceful Mo Xuemin.

But the problem is that she is a housewife. Although she can calculate the first opportunity, she has no help. She asked Bai Yihao for help last time, but she can't ask him again and again. That person is too dangerous... Staring at the dark night outside the window, her mind can't stop thinking, her willow eyebrows frown, and she is worried for a moment.

Seeing her like this, Moran knew she was thinking, so he didn't ask again. He took care of himself to tidy up his clothes.

Help, she needed help. Her fingers scratched two more unconsciously on the couch, and suddenly her eyes fixed on the book beside her.

The heart was shocked, the bright eyes were full of waves, and suddenly I turned over and sat up.

"Miss, but would you like tea?" Moran put down his clothes and came over to pour her a cup of tea, but Mo Xuetong didn't take it. He grabbed Moran with his back hand and asked anxiously, "where are the boxes of idle books he brought last time?"

Most of those books are idle reading and are not precious ancient books, so they are not in Mo Xuetong's room. Instead, they let Mo LAN throw them aside at will.

"Those boxes of books, I remember Mohe was thrown in the East Wing room. Miss wants to see them?" Moran frowned and thought?

"Go and find it for me. Find out the Daqin Guangji. Go and bring it to me."

"Yes." Although Moran didn't know what moxuetong meant, she was eager to see what she wanted, so she quickly answered and turned to go out.

She suddenly remembered one thing. Those idle books in her previous life became a dowry with her and went to the Duke's house in Zhenguo with her. Because they were not noticed, they were also randomly stacked in the wing room. Once Sima Lingyun rarely came to her room to sit down. When she was bored, she took a book and turned it over and dropped a piece of paper. Sima Lingyun picked it up and immediately stood up in shock, Knocked over the teacup on the table.

Mo Xuetong was sewing. He looked up and wanted to ask him in amazement. He only saw a ecstatic figure and laughter.

Mo Xuetong picked up the book on the ground, looked at the cover, and remembered that it was a mother's idle book, "Da Qin Guang Ji".

Sima Lingyun disappeared for a few days. When he came back, there were two highly skilled dark guards around him. Until Mo Xuetong died, the two dark guards followed Sima Lingyun. They worked very hard in the days when Sima Lingyun set up a plot against the Duke of Fu.

It is absolutely impossible for the Marquis of the town to raise such a dark guard!

Coupled with Sima Lingyun's abnormality, it can only show that there is a problem with the paper in the book. The closer it is to the fact, the more nervous it is, and the slender hand is slightly closed and clenched.

"Miss, is it this book?" As soon as the curtain of the door was picked, Moran came in with a book. These maids followed Mo Xuetong for a long time. They still knew the basic words.

"Bring it here." Mo Xue Tong took a deep breath and pressed down the palpitation at the bottom of his heart.

After receiving the book handed by Moran, his fingers opened the cover rigidly. Sure enough, in the innermost layer of the cover, he found a yellow paper. Under the light, there were only a few words on the paper: dark Wei, two!

There is no signature below, only a strange symbol. Next to the symbol is the place name, Baoen temple!

temple baoen?

"Miss..." under the light, both faces became white, and the slender fingers suddenly trembled.

After a long time, Mo Xuetong sorted out his thoughts, closed the paper in his hand, his face returned to normal, and slowly said, "Mo LAN, don't tell me about today, even mother Xu."

The fewer people who know about this matter, the better. It seems that there is an extremely unsafe feeling. It is suffocated and suffocated. Why is there this paper in my book? Even if my mother is the legitimate daughter of the Fuguo government and has a noble identity, the existence of this note seems to be the tip of the secret iceberg.

And she is slowly opening that corner... "Miss, the maid won't say." Moran also knew the weight and nodded hard. "But, miss, is it also a gratitude temple?"

Baoen temple is famous among the Buddhist temples in the capital. It is said that the king of Jin who rebelled 30 years ago was still there for a period of time. The king of Jin was infinitely close to the throne and only fell short in the end. It is also said that the king of Jin left countless treasures. At that time, many people began to look for them, but it ended up in vain.

The reason why most expensive valve families in Beijing like Baoen temple is not only because of this, but also because of its unique scenery and elegant location.

After mohuawen moved to Beijing, he also lit a bright light for his dead wife in Baoen temple, which is why mohuawen said a blessing.

"Since they are all Baoen temples, that's the best. Moran, how's your hand?" Moxue Tong calmed down and asked softly.

"I have nothing to do with you. I can go to Baoen temple with you tomorrow." Moran knew what she was asking and looked firmly at her pupil.

Mo Xuetong sighed and sighed in her heart. She stretched out her hand to hold Mo Lan's hand and patted it. She was really inseparable from Mo LAN. Mo He and Mo Yu, although smart, were not as popular as Mo LAN and were generally stable. Xu's mother was old and sometimes it was inappropriate to take a wet nurse. Therefore, no matter what, she had to get two dark guards during the trip to Baoen temple.

As long as there are two masters around her guarding in the dark, Mo Xuemin and aunt Fang can't take out the means of meeting the weak in the boudoir.

"Miss, what do maidservants do?" Knowing that the matter was serious, Moran looked at the pupil of Moxue with bright eyes.

This time, she will cooperate with the young lady, and will no longer make her own decisions about what happened before.

"Don't clean it up first. Let the Moyu clean it up early tomorrow morning. Embroider this mark with me today and make a sachet. You can hang it tomorrow." Mo Xuetong spread out the paper in his hand again. The sign under the light didn't look complex, like words and not words. At a glance, it looked like a blooming Magnolia.

It's not difficult to outline the lines. It's easy to see that the young lady is confident and calm. She seems to have unspeakable self-confidence between her smile and frown. Moran's heart has settled down because of the meaning on this paper. The young lady is really different from before. If she knows in heaven, she will feel comforted.

That piece of paper was also left by the lady. The lady loves her so much that she can't hurt her.

"OK, I'll go up and get ready."

At present, the two people no longer hesitated. Moran prepared the silk thread. Mo Xuetong painted the pattern first, and then the two people threaded the needle and thread together to embroider a sachet. In the previous life, Mo Xuetong embroidered a picture to pay a birthday call to the old prince because he had been in the boudoir for a long time and knew the needle and thread very well.

One night without words, Mo Xuetong got up early in the morning. In fact, she didn't sleep long. She found a plain dress and changed it. After saying goodbye to Mo Huawen, she got on the carriage waiting at the door. Aunt Fang sent her to the door with a smile and watched her get on the carriage.

"Is the son of God on his way?" Only her back was left. Aunt Fang picked up a kind smile on her face and burst into a sneer in her eyes. The bitch left in front of her so openly that she couldn't see any respect for herself. If she didn't want to go out this time, she would lose her reputation, and it would be impossible to argue with min'er in the future, She will not let her leave so smoothly.

"The son of God sent someone to inform him early in the morning. He had gone to Baoen temple. His aunt was in the study at that time, and the old slave didn't have time to report." Mama Li smiled and lowered her voice.

"OK, let the little bitch get in by herself..." aunt Fang sneered and turned to walk in. "No wonder others are looking for death."

"That's right. Even if something happens in the temple... It has nothing to do with my aunt. Anyway, my aunt didn't follow me. Who can blame the third lady for her misconduct?"