Chapter 7 Design for Molan

Seeing her such a bleak image, Mo Xuetong's face was pale and cold, and she no longer paid attention to her.

"Auntie, Tong'er is going to Beijing. How can I leave you? Why don't you always go to Beijing with Tong'er? Tong'er will definitely be filial to her aunt and grandmother. After solving Mother Li's incident, Mo Xuetong turned around and looked at Qin's coquettish way. She grabbed Qin's sleeve with one hand and looked reluctant to let go, which made Qin's heart feel a little dull these days! Even thinking of Mo Xuetong's rude appearance is not so unhappy.

"Good boy, after a while, aunt and grandmother will also go to Beijing, and then the pupil will come to see aunt again." Qin said happily.

"Auntie must come quickly. Pupil will miss her aunt. If Pupil hadn't taken care of her here... Maybe she would have died of illness..." Mo Xuetong's face showed a little cowardly, and her beautiful eyes suddenly burst into tears, full of attachment. Her slender hands held the corners of Qin's clothes, but anyway Don't let go.

"Okay, aunt must go to Beijing soon... How can aunt be relieved that the girl is so good?" Qin was also said to be moved at this time. In addition, the mother beside her has been telling her about the benefits of going to the capital for the past two days, and what she saw was full of Mo Xuetong's clever appearance. She didn't remember the past unhateness, but she only felt that she loved her in her heart.

At that time, I made up my mind. When the matter in Yuncheng is settled, I will take this big family to Beijing, and the two grandchildren are also old. This marriage must be booked! Especially his amazing grandson, at this age, some people have already had great grandchildren...

The Molan in front of you is indeed a boutique. The leaf surface is serrated and has a turquoise luster. There are eight flowers on it. Although it is knotted on the same plant, it is different from the flower color. Due to some small details, it becomes the eight sides of the whole. Although it is different, it is formed on the same Molan. Add a little more strangeness.

"Miss, do we really take this Molan to worship your wife?" Mo He carefully hugged Molan and asked puzzledly. This was Molan that Master Xuan spent a lot of money to help the young lady find. It was really a pity to hear that Master Xuan also sent several boutique Tibetan paintings for this purpose and offered them to his wife without taking them away.

Mo Xuetong smiled when she heard the words and will leave tomorrow. She came today to worship her mother. Fortunately, cousin Xuan found the unique Molan, which added a little chance to this behavior. I heard that the nobleman loves flowers very much. When she sees such a superb Molan, she will definitely stop to watch it.

She didn't ask much, just to arouse the favor of the nobleman, and at the same time, she gave a first opportunity for the enmity between the nobleman and the Duke of Fu in the future.

For a lifetime of rebirth, she must first resolve the enmity between this nobleman and her ancestors, and this Molan is an opportunity.

"Mohe, later, you put down Molan and go to the temple to inquire about how to do it. I want to ask cousin Xuan to help my mother do a magic thing. What do you need?" Mo Xuetong did not answer Mo He's words and faintly ordered that she would leave and do a magic for her mother to comfort her spirit in heaven. In any case, she would avenge her past and present life, and would never let her mother cry out for nothing under the nine springs!

This words immediately attracted Mo He's attention. Although Mo Xuetong's expression was flat, the corners of her eyes were flushed. Knowing that she remembered that her wife was sad, she did not dare to say more, so she only nodded hard to respond.

While talking, the carriage and horse arrived at Qingliang Temple. Because she was a young lady of the family, a small sandmai came out to welcome the guests.

After packing up everything, Mo He went to inquire about the monks in the temple. Mo Xuetong brought a woman and quietly went to the hall that lit the mother's Longevous hall.

The Longevity Hall of Qingliang Temple has three floors. The outermost floor is the largest for the villagers after the death of the villagers, and the family helps to light the Changming lamp. The second is in the middle floor. If there is no one in the Yuncheng family, it will be in it. Mo Xuetong's mother is here, only the innermost one is the most mysterious, generally closed, cloud Up to now, the city people don't know whose ancestors are worshipped in it.

Mo Xuetong was reborn for a lifetime, but by chance she learned that there was the mother of the Pearl Princess. It is said that she was just an ordinary maid of honor, who did not even have a place and was not favored. She died soon after giving birth to the Pearl Princess. There are so many such people in the palace that no one will remember.

If the eldest princess hadn't been raised in front of the current empress dowager of the queen at that time, no one would have lit a long light. Later, I don't know which magnate found out that she was from Yuncheng in order to please the eldest princess and set up a Buddhist temple for her in Yuncheng.

The noble person Mo Xuetong thinks of is Her Royal Highness Princess Pearl.

In the last life, also at this time, the Yuncheng gauze case broke out. The eldest princess was in Yuncheng at that time. In addition, there was an entanglement between the Zufu Mansion and the eldest princess. Later, the defeat of the Fu Mansion was directly caused by Sima Lingyun, but there was an eldest princess in it, and she came today on the one hand to show her goodwill, and on the other hand It is to tie the death knot between the Fugongfu and the eldest princess.

When the pearl princess comes to Yuncheng, she must come to the Buddhist temple to worship her biological mother. Mo Xuetong is 100% sure that the eldest princess is in the palace at the end.

When entering the door, Mo Xuetong swept the entrance between the second door and the third door. Sure enough, she found that the two bodyguards standing there did not squint, stood like loose, and their eyes were fierce and bloodthirsty. Only that place could train such a person.

Seeing clearly, Mo Xuetong knew it in his heart. He lifted the skirt, lowered his eyes, found his mother's long lamp, quietly knelt down and prayed silently.

Seeing her kneeling and praying silently, the mother-in-law retreated and stood aside. The hall was very quiet. Only in the corner of the hall, there was a small shrine knocking on the wooden fish and the low sound of chants, with the charm of mulberry in the loneliness.

The pot of Molan is placed in front of the Changming lamp.

Mo Xuetong was suddenly immersed in the sound of the sutra and lowered her eyebrows. I don't know how long it took, a group of people came in a hurry from the outside. Walking in the front was a young man about 20 years old, with a golden crown and a blue dark pattern brocade. He was very handsome. He looked gentle and elegant, and his smile was like a spring breeze. The modest gentleman, gentle as jade, walked through Mo Xuetong's side, couldn't help sighing, and his eyes fell on the pot of Molan in front of the Changming lamp.

"Master..." Seeing him stop, a bodyguard hurriedly bowed forward.

The young man waved his hand without looking at Mo Xuetong, who was kneeling down, and took him straight to the inner floor of the Buddhist hall, and the calm was restored in front of the temple.

Mo Xuetong knelt quietly for a long time, and suddenly heard an old voice saying, "This lady, is the master of Molan?"

Mo Xuetong looked up, but she was a 40-year-old old lady. Seeing Mo Xuetong raising her head a little stunned, she asked with a smile, "This lady has invited me. Do you dare to ask if you are the owner of this pot of Molan?"

"This flower is indeed mine! I don't know what's wrong with M Mother?" Mo Xuetong smiled.

"Can you transfer this pot of Molan to my owner?" M Mother asked that she was really embarrassed. Her master liked Mo Lan and was unwilling to leave a reputation for bullying, which made it extremely difficult for her to grasp the scale.

"Your master is..." Mo Xuetong smiled calmly.

"Please forgive me. It's not convenient for the owner to reveal his identity. I want to exchange this box of beads for Miss Molan. Is it possible?" M Mother smiled politely, reached out and took out a beautiful box in her hand, squatted down, opened the box, and immediately revealed six huge and exquisite beads inside.

Dongzhu is not a specialty of the Great Qin Dynasty, but it is owned by the State of Yan, but even in Yan, Dongzhu is also a rare thing. Moreover, such a large Dongzhu is so full and round, and one is difficult to find, not to mention such six. The woman on one side has long looked straight and came over and secretly gave Mo Xuetong a look. Mo Lan is precious. But this kind of Dongzhu is priceless, and in terms of value, it has far surpassed Molan.

Sure enough, it was exchanged for potted flowers, but it also took advantage.

Mo Xuetong stretched out her tender white hand and closed the box under the stunned eyes of the mother and the mother-in-law. She touched a very small word on the lid of the box, where there was a word "bead" with dragons flying and phoenix dancing. She knew that the eldest princess gave her pearl, and she liked to decorate a word "bead" on her objects.

Raising his eyes and smiling at Mama, "Mama, please bring back this box of Dongzhu."

Is this a rejection? M Mother's face sank. She just saw clearly. What this person said after carefully touching the words on the box was obviously that she knew her master. Since she knew her master's affairs, how could she dare to refuse?

Just as he wanted to speak, Mo Xuetong continued to say.

"The sword is given to the knight, and the pink is given to the beauty. Since your master really likes this pot of Molan, why not give it to your master? You don't have to take out this Dongzhu. Anyway, I have to leave here and have no time to take care of the potted flowers." Mo Xuetong's beautiful little face showed a little misty sadness. Suddenly, she stood up, carefully hugged the pot of Molan from the ground, wiped it carefully and gently, and reluctantly sent the flower pot with the satin cover outside to the mat.

said with some meaning: "Mary, I would like to give it to your master. I hope you can check it clearly."

A thing in the satin sleeve outside was to be checked by the eldest princess, that is, sent to the princess, to cut off a period of cause and effect between him and the Duke of Fu.

It's just something that Mo Xuetong couldn't think of at this time, but the cause and effect between her and the eldest princess can't be broken...

The wind and clouds in the future made her tightly tied together with the eldest princess,

Now Mo Xuetong only said that her heart had reached, so she gave a deep bow to her mother's long light. She turned away with her mother-in-law and left, only stunned a well-informed mother-known mother, looked at Molan in her hand, and then looked at the figure that was gradually fading away. Without any drag, I was surprised that such a delicate woman could be straightforward and generous.

"Go and give it to my aunt." The gentle jade-like voice behind him came, with some faint majesty.

"Yes!" M Mother didn't dare to say anything more. She lowered her head and turned away. When she passed the young man, she saluted respectfully and only saw the dark gold-laid boots parked in front of the long lamp that the lady was kneeling just now and did not move for a long time.