Chapter 24 The Splend Temple of Retribution

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

The two second-class maids are the new hand that Aunt Fang added to Mo Xuetong. The enchanting one is called Frost Leaf, and the other one who looks a little formal is Qiu Ling. Because she didn't sleep long at night, Mo Xuetong leaned in the car and closed her eyes to refresh her mind. On the other side, Mo Lan also leaned against the window and dozed off. Only Mo Yu sat on one side.

Because the master was asleep, several maids who didn't sleep didn't say anything.

"Sister Moyu, why is Miss San so tired? Are you not feeling well?" Shuangye, who sat aside, looked at Mo Xuetong's pale face with a little haggard face and couldn't help asking gently.

"Miss is not in good health. This time, she went to repay her kindness and pray for blessings. She was tired and tired. She didn't sleep well last night." Mo Yu raised her eyes and said faintly that she didn't have a good impression of this frost leaf.

"Oh, Sister Mo Yu..." Shuangye still wanted to speak. Mo Yu waved her hand and motioned her not to speak coldly.

The frost leaf opened his mouth and had no choice but to close it.

All the way, he was speechless. When he arrived at the mountain gate, Mo Xuetong helped Mo Yu's hand get out of the car. At this moment, it was still early. The Shanzhong Zen Courtyard was particularly quiet and there were not many incense guests. Only a few little sand were cleaning the courtyard. Because of the early notice, a seven or eight-year-old little sand was waiting at the door and greeted him with a smile.

Mo Lan took the frost leaves and Qiu Ling went to lay the guest room. Mo Xuemin made a wish for three days this time, so she will stay here for two nights.

Mo Xuetong went to the hall with Mo Yu. It was the first light of the sun. Everything on the earth seemed to be enveloped with a layer of orange light. It was late autumn. The wind was a little rustling. The temple reflected by the sound of brooms sliding by his ears was empty and far away, quiet and peaceful, like a quiet land.

There are morning guests in the hall, and some early incense guests are on the side, praising the scriptures with the monks.

Mo Xuetong found a futon in the corner of the Buddha Hall and closed his eyes to listen to the monk sitting on the Buddha...

For a long time, at the end of the morning class, the guests dispersed. Mo Xuetong also took Mo Yu out of the palace leisurely and went back to the courtyard where the woman's wife was. Because of the quiet environment, Mo Yu also relaxed. With Mo Xuetong looking at the scenery all the way back, she rushed over from the corner and almost bumped into Mo Xuetong.

Mo Xuetong hurriedly stepped back two steps. Mo Yuji came forward and stopped her and shouted, "Where did the disciple come from?"

The man closed quickly and was good at it. He took a step back and stood firmly: "Miss Mo San?"

Mo Xuetong's body trembled, and his face turned pale. His hand hidden in his long sleeves clenched into fists. He looked at this man and raised his handsome face calmly and elegantly. His face was angular, and his dark eyes had some smiles, which was very attractive, which could make people feel good.

This person is undoubtedly Sima Lingyun,

Aunt Fang came to her mind. No, at that time, she had been rectified. It was Mrs. Fang's smiling and loving words: "Pupil, the son saved you, and he also has a skin relationship with you. Moreover, he loves your talent and is willing to take you as his wife. My mother has inquired about it. There is no room with the son so far, which can be regarded as a A good husband is also a young talent. After you marry him, you will definitely live a happy life.

"Third sister, if you can get the son as a son-in-law, this daughter of a powerful valve in the capital will envy you. The third sister is really blessed." Mo Xuemin smiled like a flower.

But what about the result? Endless blood, boundless hatred...

bloody, better than all hypocritical appearances...

restrained the hatred in her eyes, Mo Xuetong took a deep breath, and then felt that the temperature returned to her body little by little. That hatred had melted into bone and blood. In this life, she came for revenge. How could she be afraid to see him?

"It turned out to be the son of the world, and the son of the world is polite." She took two steps back, gave a salute behind Mo Yu, pulled Mo Yu and stood aside. She didn't intend to say anything more to him. It was not far from the hall, and there were many people coming and going. If her girl talked to a man for a longer time, there would be bad rumors.

"It's really predestined. Why did Miss San come here? Is there anything better than letting me accompany you? Some things can be handled more conveniently. Sima Lingyun's eyes almost greedily looked at the girl in front of her. Her eyes seemed to be full of water vapor, and her long eyelashes flashed innocently twice, revealing an indescribable beauty. Although her face was pale, it was even more touching. The autumn sun shone on her, as if it had sprinkled a layer of halo for her, which was pure rubbed. With the strange and charming feeling, it is as seductive as soul.

"I'm here to pray for my mother, so I won't bother my son." Seeing that he was bored to leave, Mo Xuetong bowed sideways and said, "I still have something else to do, so I won't talk to the son."

After saying that, he took Mo Yu past Sima Lingyun.

"Ah, please, if there is anything wrong, I will live here and let the maids tell each other." Seeing that Mo Xuetong was like this, Sima Lingyun immediately took a polite step back and gave way out. A trace of pride flashed in his eyes. Regardless of her value, such a beauty was enough to move people. What's more, the Fugong Mansion behind her is the help she needs. As long as she succeeds this time, the human rights of the United States is the thing in her arms...

"Miss..." Holding Mo Xuetong, Mo Yu wanted to speak annoyanly, but was stopped by Mo Xuetong shaking her hand.

Back in his courtyard, Mo Xuetong found that there were also people living in the courtyard he was watching. The door of the courtyard was open but no one could be seen. She frowned and stopped. She looked at Molan, who had just left the door and said, "Who lives here?"

"I don't know. When the maid came, the door of the courtyard was open. I asked little Sami only to say that she was a nobleman. Let's not disturb her, so as not to make her angry." Molan knew what Mo Xuetong meant.

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

Since he is a noble person, of course, it can't be Sima Lingyun. Although Sima Lingyun is the son of the Marquis of Zhenguo, everyone knows that the Marquis of Zhenguo has been defeated. Although the old Marquis of Zhenguo is dead, Sima Lingyun still holds the identity of a son of the world. It is said that it is because the Marquis of Zhen was once involved in Jin. In Wang's conspiracy, the emperor was dissatisfied with this, so he only left the title of prince.

It is not certain whether you can get the title of Marquis of Zhenguo.

In his last life, Sima Lingyun was able to inherit the title by himself by going to his ancestors.

In this life, Sima Lingyun has always been gentle and flattering herself. It must be because of this. Of course, she will not believe that Sima Lingyun has only done this step. Since he appears here today, it shows that Aunt Fang and he have further plans for herself.

In this life, they will no longer play with themselves.

A silent sneer on his lips.

With Molan, Mo Yu entered his yard.

She just went out here. A big monk hurried into the door of the courtyard. The outside of the door was very late, and no one guarded the door, but the big monk knew that there were secret guards everywhere here. There were two dark guards on the two big trees at the gate, staring at the door all the time, and there were hidden masters everywhere inside.

Not to say that a person comes in, even if a bird flies by, it will be found.

"Please see Your Highness and ask for something." Standing at the door, he dared not go in any more, and bowed respectfully to the empty courtyard.

"Wait." A sharp voice came from the air. A moment later, a bodyguard appeared in the porch and said concisely to the great monk: "Go in"

There is a bamboo curtain hanging in the room. Through the bamboo curtain, you can see a figure standing with his back.

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

"Your Highness, the token has been revealed, please make it clear." The monk did not dare to hesitate and replied respectfully. The one inside was not a casually peepable existence.

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

"A sachet hung on Miss Mofu's body, which was embroidered with the coat of arms on the token. When he entered the door just now, the poor monk noticed it, so he immediately came to report back to His Highness after morning class." When the monk saw the gorgeous girl, he specially asked Xiao Shami to inquire about it, and then he knew that this was the lady who came to pray for her deceased mother, because this matter was booked the day before yesterday. There was a record in the temple, and it was known as soon as he checked.

"Which lady in Mofu?" As soon as the curtain was lifted, a man came out. The first thing he saw was a wide purple robe. The cuffs were embroidered with exquisite dragon patterns, reflecting his unrestrained figure and elegant attitude. A pair of smart dark eyes, like broken diamonds flowing, and the raised phoenix eyes looked a little enchanting.

The handsome and evil face is like a burning light.

Such a beautiful face can capture people's souls at a glance.

Even if the great monk has seen this master several times, he does not dare to look directly at such an unparalleled face. Such a gorgeous and beautiful face is more beautiful than a woman, but the great monk can know that the one in front of him is by no means as handsome and harmless as what he sees in front of him.

Seeing him come out, he didn't dare to raise his head and answered more and more carefully: "Your Highness, although I don't know that it was the young lady in Mofu, Xiao Shami said that the housekeeper who came to the guest house at that time once mentioned the young lady, and I think she should be the Miss Mofu."

"Miss Mofu? Miss Mo, who provokes men everywhere like a flower peacock, is really disgusting. The handsome man loosened his hand, raised the curtain and went back into the inner room.

"Your Highness, those things..." The great monk sweated coldly on his forehead and dared not try.

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

"Yes." The great monk did not dare to say no. After saluteing, he went out with the bodyguard at the door.

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

"Go and tell the eldest princess that the scenery of this Baoen Temple is good. Please come and enjoy it together. The palace is so noisy that my aunt still prefers a quiet place."

"Yes, but the eldest princess came to live there? The guest houses in the temple have been set up in the past two days. The bodyguard whispered in an embarrassment.

"Just let someone empty the yard next to me." Although the sound from inside is light, the meaning is irresistible, "Let the people there walk early."

Yes!