Chapter 35

Mo Xuetong brought Mo LAN, Mo Yu and two maids this time.

The two second-class maids are the new hands that Aunt Fang added to Mo Xuetong. The enchanting one is called Shuangye. The other one looks a little reserved is Qiu Ling. Because she didn't sleep long at night, Mo Xuetong leaned in the car to close her eyes and refresh herself. On the other side, Mo LAN also dozed off against the window, and only Mo Yushen sat on one side.

Because the master fell asleep, the girls who didn't sleep didn't speak.

"Sister Mo Yu, why is the third lady so tired? Is she in poor health?" The frost leaf sitting on one side looked at Mo Xue's pale face and asked softly.

"The young lady is in poor health. She went to repay her kindness and pray this time. She was worried and tired. She didn't sleep well last night." Mo Yu raised his eyes and said faintly that he didn't like this frost leaf.

"Oh, sister Moyu..." Shuangye still wanted to speak. Moyu waved her hand and coldly motioned her not to speak.

Frost leaves opened their mouths and had no choice but to close them.

There was nothing to say all the way. When we got to the mountain gate, Mo Xuetong helped Mo Yu's men out of the car. It was still early at the moment. The Buddhist temple in the mountain was very quiet and there were not many pilgrims. Only a few little Shamis were cleaning the courtyard around. Because of the early notice, a seven or eight year old Shami was waiting at the gate. When he saw people busy, he greeted them with a smile.

Moran took frost leaves and autumn bell to lay the guest room. Mo Xuemin made a wish for three days, so she will stay here for two nights.

The dark snow pupil took the Dark Jade from the hall. It was the first light of the sun. Everything on the earth seemed to be caged with a layer of orange light. It was late autumn. The wind was rustling. The sound of brooms sliding by the ear reflected the open and distant Zen yard, quiet and peaceful around, like a piece of quiet soil.

There are already early monks in the main hall, and some early pilgrims guard aside to chant scriptures with the monks.

Mo Xuetong found a futon in the corner of the Buddha Hall and sat down. He closed his eyes and listened to the eminent monk sitting on it... For a long time, after the morning class, the pilgrims dispersed. Mo Xuetong also leisurely walked out of the hall with Mo Yu and went back to the courtyard where the women's dependents were located. Because of the quiet environment, Mo Yu also relaxed and watched the scenery all the way back with Mo Xuetong. Suddenly, he rushed from the corner, Almost hit Mo Xuetong.

In a hurry, Moxue Tong stepped back two steps. Moyu had stopped her and shouted, "where did you come from?"

The man ended quickly and had a good skill. He took a step back and stood still: "Miss Mo San?"

Mo Xuetong's body trembled for a moment, and his face became pale. His hand covered in his long sleeve clenched into a fist. He looked at the man calmly and gracefully, raised his handsome face. His face was angular, and his dark eyes were with some smile. He had some charming moonlight, which can make people feel good.

This person is Sima Lingyun. No doubt, aunt Fang came to mind. No, she had been righted at that time, It's Mrs. Fang's smiling and loving words: "tong'er, the son of the world saved you and has a close relationship with you. Moreover, he loves your talent and is willing to ping you as his wife. His mother has inquired about it. The son of the world has not even a room around him so far. He can be regarded as a good husband and a young talent. You will be happy after you marry him."

"Three younger sisters, you are the envy of all the powerful women in the capital. Three younger sisters are really lucky to have a son-in-law." Mo Xuemin smiles like a flower.

But what happened? Boundless blood, boundless hatred... Bloody, better than all hypocritical appearances... Collect the hatred from the bottom of her eyes. Mo Xuetong took a deep breath and felt that the temperature returned to her body a little bit. That hatred has been melted into bone and blood. In this world, she came for revenge. How could she be afraid of seeing him.

"It's the son of the world. The son of the world is polite." She stepped back two steps and saluted behind Mo Yu. She took Mo Yu to one side and didn't intend to say more to him. It's not far from the main hall and there are many people coming and going. If a woman in her boudoir talks to a man for a long time, there will be bad rumors.

"It's really lucky. Why did the third lady come here? Is there anything I can do without you? Some things can be handled more conveniently." Sima Lingyun's eyes almost greedily looked at the girl in front of her. Those eyes seemed to be filled with water vapor. The long eyelashes flashed twice, revealing an indescribable beauty. Although her face was pale, it was more beautiful and moving. The autumn sun shone on her, as if it had sprinkled a halo on her. That innocence mixed with a strange and charming feeling, It attracts people like a soul.

"I'm here to pray for my mother, so I won't be partial to my son." Seeing that he didn't mean to leave, Mo Xuetong turned sideways and saluted with a light look, "I have something else to do, so I won't chat with the son of the world."

Then he walked past Sima Lingyun with Mo Yu.

"Ah, please help yourself. If there's anything wrong, I'll live here. I can make the maid tell me." Seeing that Mo Xuetong was like this, Sima Lingyun politely stepped back and let the way out. A trace of pride that he was determined to win flashed through the bottom of his eyes. Such a beauty, regardless of its value, was enough to arouse people's hearts. What's more, the auxiliary government behind her needed help. As long as she succeeded this time, the power of the beauty was in his arms... "Miss..." held Mo Xuetong, Mo Yu wanted to speak angrily, but was stopped by Mo Xuetong's hand.

Returning to his courtyard, Mo Xuetong found that there were people living in the courtyard he was watching. The door of the courtyard was open, but there were no people. He frowned and stopped. Looking at it, Mo Lan said, "who lives here?"

"I don't know. When I came, the door of the courtyard was open. When I asked the little monk, I only said it was a noble man. Let's not disturb it, so as not to make the noble man angry." Moran knows what moxuetong means.

The bottom of the eyes shrinks with cold indifference, as long as it's not Sima Lingyun!

Since he is a noble person, of course, he can't be Sima Lingyun. Although Sima Lingyun is the son of the Duke of the town, everyone knows that the Duke's house has fallen. Although the old Duke of the town is dead, Sima Lingyun is still holding the identity of a son of the prince. It's embarrassing. It's said that the old Duke of the town was involved in the rebellion of the king of Jin. The emperor is dissatisfied with this, So only the title of the son of a noble is left.

It's not certain whether you can get the honor of Zhenguo Hou.

In his previous life, Sima Lingyun was able to inherit the title by going to his grandfather's house to pray for him.

In this life, Sima Lingyun has always been gentle and courteous to himself. It must be because of this. Of course, she won't believe that Sima Lingyun only does this step. Since he appears here today, it shows that Aunt Fang and he have a further plot against themselves.

In this life, they will never let them fiddle with themselves again.

A silent sneer on his lips.

With Moran, Moyu went into his yard.

She only went out here. A big monk hurried into the door of the side yard. The door was loose and late, and no one was guarding the door. But the big monk knew that there were dark guards everywhere. There were two dark guards on the two big trees at the gate, staring at the door all the time, and there were hidden experts everywhere.

Not to mention a person coming in, even if a bird flies by, it will be found.

"Please see your highness. I have something to tell you." Standing at the door, he dared not enter again and bowed his head respectfully towards the open courtyard.

"Wait." A shrill voice came from the air. A moment later, a bodyguard with strong clothes appeared in the corridor and motioned to the big monk, "enter"

There is a bamboo curtain hanging in the house. Through the bamboo curtain, you can see a figure standing behind your hands.

"What's up?" The lazy voice is intoxicating like alcohol, which makes people want to be intoxicated and make people want to find out how rich and handsome the people in it should be.

"Your Highness, the keepsake has been found. Please make a clear decision." The big monk didn't dare to hesitate. He replied respectfully. The one inside can't spy on his existence.

"Where did you see it?" The man's voice pondered for a moment and asked.

"A sachet was hung on Miss Mo's body. The emblem on the keepsake was embroidered on it. When I entered the door just now, the poor monk noticed it, so after the morning class, I came to report back to your highness immediately." When the big monk saw the gorgeous girl, he specially asked the little monk to inquire about it. Only then did he know that this is the young lady who came to pray for the dead mother from the Mo house, because it was ordered the day before yesterday. There are records in the temple. You can find out as soon as you check it.

"Which Lady of Mo mansion?" As soon as the curtain was lifted, a man came out. The first thing to see was a broad purple robe, with exquisite dragon patterns embroidered on the cuffs. It showed that he was natural and unrestrained, and his mood was romantic. A pair of smart dark eyes flowed like broken diamonds, and the Phoenix eyes looked a little demon.

The handsome face is full of evil spirits, such as burning brilliance.

Such a beautiful and extreme face can capture people's soul at a glance.

Even when Dahe Shangji saw the master several times, he didn't dare to look directly at his unparalleled face. He was so gorgeous and beautiful. He was more beautiful than a woman. He could be worthy of disaster. But the big monk knew that this man in front of him was not as beautiful and harmless as he saw in front of him.

Seeing him coming out, he didn't dare to lift his head, and answered more and more carefully: "tell your highness, although it's not clear that it's the lady of the Mo house, the little monk said that the housekeeper who came to the guest house at that time mentioned the eldest lady, and I think it should be the eldest lady of the Mo house."

"The eldest lady of Mo mansion? The eldest lady of Mo who provokes men everywhere like a peacock is really disgusting." The handsome man loosened his hand, raised the curtain in Lanshan's mood and entered the inner room again.

"Your Highness, those things..." the big monk's forehead was sweating and he didn't dare to wipe it.

"Just pick two bodyguards and throw them to her. Since she specially made a sachet, she naturally knows about it. Let the bodyguard explore her bottom and see where she got it." The voice in the curtain became impatient.

"Yes." The great monk dared not say no. when he saluted, he went out with the guard at the door.

"Your Highness, your Highness has also returned to Beijing. The eldest princess asked your highness when she was free and asked her highness to go to the palace to accompany her." Another bodyguard came in from the door, stood at the door and reported back.

"Go and tell the eldest princess that the scenery of Baoen temple is good. Please invite your aunt to enjoy it. The palace is so noisy. My aunt still prefers a quiet place."

"Yes, but where does the eldest princess come to live? The guest houses in the temple have been set up these two days." The guard whispered in embarrassment.

"Just leave the yard next to me empty." Although the voice inside was light, the meaning was not to be violated, "send the people there to walk early."

"Yes"!