Chapter 23 A piece of paper in an old book

The night is quiet, the moonlight is like water, and the light is still on in Qingwei Garden.

Mo Xuetong leaned on the couch and watched Molan pack her clothes for tomorrow under the lamp.

The room was very quiet, and only the sound of lanterns beating suddenly was heard, which was very light, but it broke the tranquility.

"Miss, are we really going to the Temple tomorrow? Aunt Fang went to the master's side to say that she must have no good intentions. Molan couldn't help looking up at Mo Xuetong and asked.

"The eldest sister chose such a good name. I didn't go because of filial piety. Even my father agreed, how could I not go?" Mo Xuetong's slender fingers unconsciously scratched the bed twice, and her thoughts couldn't help returning to what happened during this time.

Since entering the city, Mo Xuemin has folded into her hands again and again. How can Mo Xuemin and Aunt Fang be willing? In her previous life, she did not know when Mo Xuemin hooked up with Sima Lingyun, but now, she can see clearly that Sima Lingyun has clearly conspired with Mo Xuemin.

The reason why Sima Lingyun has a close relationship with Mofu is that Mo Xuemin once fell down from the horse when she was traveling with your young ladies. It was Sima Lingyun who saved her. In her last life, Mo Xuemin fell in a fancy to You Yuecheng, the son of the Duke of Ming Dynasty. Although Aunt Fang was later, her identity as a false direct daughter is clear. The Duke didn't like it, so You Yuecheng finally married her, but Mo Xuemin became an old girl.

So she turned around and chose Sima Lingyun again?

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

Today, Mo Xuemin brought Sima Lingyun to his garden, which is the first step. It seems that tomorrow the temple will be their second step. Where will they do it? Killing himself directly, he still ruined his reputation as in the previous life, so that he had to marry Sima Lingyun.

In the last life, because of his appearance, he was destroyed and locked in the back garden with low self-esteem. He knew nothing about what happened outside. That time, he fell into the lotus pool. Sima Lingyun passed by and rescued him, and then had to marry him. Because of his gentleness and affinity, he did not dislike the destruction of his appearance, and fell in love with him.

What will Aunt Fang do in this life?

She is still too weak. Although several maids around her are clever, if there is really any danger, how can a few weak women stop them? When Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun poured their own poisoned wine, Xu's mother and Mo Yu also desperately wanted to stop them, but what happened? It was just two more lives.

She must find a helper to deal with Mo Xuemin, who is cruel and resourceful.

But the problem is that although she, an inner house woman, can calculate the opportunity, there is no helper, that is, last time she still asked Bai Yihao to take action, but she can't beg him again and again. That person is too dangerous... Staring at the dark night outside the window, her heart can't help thinking, Liu's eyebrows are slightly sad, and she is full of sadness.

Seeing her like this, Molan knew that she was thinking, so she didn't ask any more questions and gently tied up her clothes.

Helper, she needed help, and her fingers unconsciously scratched two on the couch, and suddenly her eyes fixed on the book on the side.

My heart was shocked, and my bright eyes made waves, and I suddenly turned over and sat up.

"Miss, do you want to drink tea?" Molan put down her clothes and came over to pour a cup of tea for her, but Mo Xuetong didn't take it. She grabbed Molan with her backhand and asked urgently, "Where are the boxes of idle books I brought last time?"

Most of those books are idle and are not precious ancient books, so they are not in Mo Xuetong's room and casually let Molan and others throw them aside.

"I remember that Mo He asked people to throw them in the east wing. Miss wants to see them?" Molan frowned and thought for a moment?

"Go and help me find the book Daqin Guangji, and get it for me."

"Yes." Although Molan didn't know what Mo Xuetong meant, she was eager to see what she wanted, so she hurriedly answered and turned out.

She suddenly remembered something. Those idle books in her previous life became dowry and went to the Marquis's Mansion of Zhenguo with her. Because she was not noticed, she was also randomly piled up in the wing. Once Sima Lingyun rarely came to her room for a meeting. When he was bored, he took the book and turned it over and dropped out of one of the pieces of the papers. Sima Lingyun picked it up. After watching it, he immediately stood up in shock and knocked over the teacup on the table.

Mo Xuetong was doing needle and threading. She looked up and wanted to ask him in astonishment, but only saw his ecstatic figure and loud laughter.

Mo Xuetong picked up the book on the ground, looked at the cover, and remembered that this was his mother's idle book, Daqin Guangji.

Next, Sima Lingyun disappeared for a few days. When he came back, there were two extremely powerful dark guards around him. When Mo Xuetong died, the two dark guards had been following Sima Lingyun. In the days when Sima Lingyun plotted to assassinate the Duke of Fu, the two dark guards worked very well.

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

Coupled with Sima Lingyun's abnormality, it only shows that there is something wrong with the paper in the book. The closer it is to the fact, the more tense it is, and the delicate it is slightly tightened.

"Miss, is this book?" As soon as the curtain was raised, Molan came in with a book. These maids followed Mo Xuetong for a long time, and they still knew the basic words.

"Bear me here." Mo Xuetong took a deep breath and suppressed the throbbing of the bottom of her heart.

I took the book handed over by Molan and opened the cover with stiff fingers. Sure enough, I found a yellowed piece of paper in the innermost layer of the cover. Under the light, there were only a few words on the paper: Dark Guard, two!

There is no signature below, only a strange symbol. Next to the symbol is the place name, Bao'en Temple!

The Temple ofbao en?

"Miss..." Both faces turned white under the light, and their slender fingers suddenly trembling.

After a long time, Mo Xuetong sorted out her thoughts, closed the paper in her hand, and her face returned to normal. She slowly said, "Mo Lan, don't say anything about today, even Mother Xu."

The fewer people know about this, the better. It seems that there is a feeling of extreme insecurity. It is suffocating and makes people breathless. Why is there this paper in my mother's book? Even if she is the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Fuguo and has a noble status, the existence of this kind of note seems to be the tip of a secret iceberg.

And she is slowly lifting that corner...

"Miss, I won't say anything." Molan also knew the importance and nodded vigorously. But, miss, is it also a retribution temple?"

Baoen Temple is relatively famous among the Buddhist temples in the capital. It is said that the king of Jin, who plotted 30 years ago, still practiced there for a period of time. The king of Jin was infinitely close to the throne and only lost in the end. It is also said that the king of Jin left countless treasures. At that time Many people were looking for it, but in the end, it was over.

Most of the noble valve families in the capital like the Temple ofbao en, on the one hand, because of this, and on the other hand, because of its unique scenery and elegant location.

After Mohuawen moved to Beijing, he also lit a long lamp for his deceased wife at the Baoen Temple, so Mo Xuemin prayed for blessings.

"Since they are all temples, it's the best, Molan, how's your hand?" Mo Xuetong settled down and asked softly.

"I'm fine. I can go to the Temple with my lady tomorrow." Molan knew the meaning of her question and looked at Mo Xuetong firmly.

Mo Xuetong sighed, sighed in her heart, and reached out to hold Molan's hand and patted her hand. She really couldn't live without Molan. Although Mohe and Moyu were as beautiful, she was not as popular as Molan's and stable. Xu's mother was old, and sometimes it was inappropriate to take her wet nurse. So, no matter what, this time, this time the reward temple She must get two dark guards on her trip.

As long as there are two masters around her secretly guarding, Mo Xuemin and Aunt Fang's means to treat the weak boudoir can no longer be taken out.

"Miss, what should I do?" Knowing that the matter was serious, Molan looked at Mo Xuetong with bright eyes.

This time she will definitely cooperate with the young lady and will never make her own decisions.

"Don't clean it up now. Let Mo Yu and the others clean it up tomorrow morning. Today, embroider this mark with me and make a sachet. You can hang it up tomorrow." Mo Xuetong spread out the paper in her hand again. The sign under the light did not look complicated, and it looked like a blooming magnolia at a glance.

It is not difficult to outline the lines,

Looking at the young lady's confident and calm appearance, she seemed to have unspeakable self-confidence. Mo Lan's heart was shocked by the meaning on this paper and her heart stabilized. Miss is really different from before. If she knew it in the sky, she would definitely feel comforted.

That piece of paper is also left by the lady. If the lady loves the lady so much, it is impossible to hurt the lady.

"Okay, maidservant will prepare immediately."

At present, the two people no longer hesitate. Molan prepared silk thread. Mo Xuetong first described the pattern, and then the two of them threaded the needle and thread together. It was not difficult to embroider a sachet. In the last life, Mo Xuetong once embroidered a picture for the old woman to celebrate her birthday and won the championship in one fell swoop because of her long time.

She was speechless all night. Mo Xuetong got up early in the morning. In fact, she didn't sleep for a long time. She found a plain dress and changed it. She said goodbye to Mo Huawen and got into the carriage waiting at the door. Aunt Fang sent her to the door with a smile and watched her get into the carriage.

"Is the son on the road?" Only the back of the carriage was left, and Aunt Fang picked up the kind smile on her face, and there was a sneer in her eyes. The bitch actually left in front of her. She couldn't see any respect for herself. If it hadn't been for the little bitch going out this time, she would have been unable to compete with Min'er in the future. Well, she will certainly not let her leave so smoothly.

"The son was informed early in the morning that he had gone to the Temple ofbao en. At that time, his aunt was in the study, and the old slave didn't have time to report it." Mother Li said in a low voice with a smile.

"Okay, let that little bitch get in by herself..." Aunt Fang sneered and turned around and walked 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. The third lady's own behavior is indiscrepruous. Who is to blame?"