"Don't think about it. ”

Rong Jue saw at a glance what Mu Qingge was thinking, hooked her thin lips, touched her head, looked at the compassionate Buddha statue in front of her, and said softly: "I'm fine now." ”

Unprecedented peace and happiness.

"Hmm. Mu Qingge didn't want to think about that, she saw that everyone else was chanting, and pulled him to the side: "Let's go chant too." ”

"Wait. Rong Jue saw everyone kneeling on the futon, grabbed her, looked at the divination on the other side, and said softly: "Your belly is not small, it's not good to kneel, go and ask for a sign for yourself." ”

"It's all here, it's not good if you don't chant it. ”

"I've read your share together. When Rong Jue said, he patted her head and said non-negligently: "Go, go and ask for a signature." ”

"Good. ”

Mu Qingge responded helplessly.

Actually, she didn't believe too much in asking for a visa or not, she was a person with a scientific education, but it was estimated that because of Empress Xiaoyi's experience, he was worried too much about everything, so in order to make him feel at ease, she had to follow his will and ask for a signature.

"Donor, but you're here to ask for a signature?"

The person in charge of asking for the sign was a little monk, his eyes were immature, but his eyes were pure and waveless, and he knew at a glance that he had already disappeared from the red dust.

"Hmm. Mu Qingge responded and asked with a smile: "Little master, what should I do?"

The little monk said with a serious expression: "The donor kneels on this futon with a straight waist, holds the stick holder in his hand, closes his eyes and shakes the stick holder until a bamboo stick falls off the stick." ”

"Okay. ”

Mu Qingge bowed his head, gently stroked his stomach, and knelt on the futon with a straight waist.

The little monk handed her the sign holder on the table: "Donor, please." ”

"Thank you. ”

Mu Qingge took the sticker, closed his eyes, and shook the holder a few times.

'Smack!'

A stick fell to the ground.

Mu Qingge opened his eyes, held the stick holder in one hand, leaned over slightly, and gently picked up the bamboo stick that fell on the ground.

She flipped over the bamboo skewer and looked, there was a line of words on it

——The road ahead is difficult, and I don't know the pearl or the king.

Mu Qingge looked at this line of words, his eyebrows skipped a little, and the fingertips that grabbed the bamboo sticks were a little white.

"Donor?" The little monk was stunned when he saw Mu Qingge, and called softly: "Just let the little monk put the sign holder." ”

Mu Qingge came back to his senses, tightened his hand holding the stick, and said with a smile: "It is rumored that the Buddha family has one flower, one leaf and one Bodhi, as far as people are concerned with the Buddha's heart, it is one person and one world, and one Buddha is the same, this sign is actually enough once, right?"

"The donor is a rare sensible person. The little monk folded his hands and said Amitabha, and then said meaningfully: "I hope the donor will see it." ”

Mu Qingge listened, but smiled, and didn't answer, but just asked, "Little master, are you the one who unsigned?"

"Definitely. The little monk Zhengse said: "Each sign here is explained in detail by the abbot one by one. ”

"Abbot?"

"Yes. The little monk bowed: "If the donor wants to unsign, the little monk can guide you the way." ”

When Mu Qingge heard this, he glanced at Rong Jue, and saw that Rong Jue was kneeling on the futon more seriously than ever before, and followed everyone with a calm expression.

Rong Jue has a beautiful face that is unparalleled in the world, and his side face is also very good-looking.

When he recited, his eyes were closed, and he held a string of Buddhist beads in his palm, and while chanting, his slender and beautiful fingers twisted the Buddhist beads.

Mu Qingge hasn't looked at Rong Jue's side face seriously for a long time, since she was pregnant, she always went to bed early and woke up late, and Rong Jue always took care of her to fall asleep before she fell asleep.

However, every day, he always wakes up earlier than her, usually when she wakes up, he is already freshening up, and many times he has even gone to the West Chamber to do business.

Now looking at his side face in the past, it is quiet and beautiful, which makes people's hearts pound.

"Donor?"

The little monk called her.

Mu Qingge came back to his senses: "Huh?"

The little monk had a good temper and repeated again: "Do you need a little monk to guide the way?"

Mu Qingge glanced at Rong Jue again, but happened to see Qin Ziqing, who was originally kneeling on Rong Jue's lower left side, suddenly opened his eyes, looked sideways slightly, and looked towards Rong Jue.

Everyone was chanting with their eyes closed, and she was the only one who opened their eyes.

She just looked at Rong Jue directly, with a deep admiration in her eyes, and the meaning of admiration was obvious and explicit.

Mu Qingge looked at it, squinting slightly.

Qin Ziqing's liking for Rong Jue is something that the entire imperial city knows, but she has always behaved elegantly and reservedly in front of people, and rarely shows too much of her gaze.

However, the gaze at this moment is explicit, and it also reveals a strong possessiveness!

In this world, no one can be calm when they see their partner being coveted.

Mu Qingge is too, she is really a little angry.

Perhaps sensing Mu Qingge's gaze, Qin Ziqing turned his face slightly, and met Mu Qingge's cold eyes.

Seeing that it was Mu Qingge, Qin Ziqing was stunned, but soon, as usual, he smiled at her gently and elegantly, and then continued to turn his head to look at Rong Jue, his eyes still not hidden.

Qin Ziqing is very good-looking, her words and deeds are calm and elegant with the great family honed, and she is even more impeccable and generous when she smiles. People who don't know the situation must think that she is laughing with her friends.

However, Mu Qingge was not blind.

She clearly saw the provocation from Qin Ziqing's pretended gentle eyes!

She seemed to be saying, what do I think of Rong Jue?

How can you put me?

He didn't belong to you in the first place!

Mu Qingge was suddenly laughed angrily.

She felt angry and ridiculous, but she became more and more disgusted with Qin Ziqing.

However, she was not impulsive, it was not her style to scold the street, and it was too stupid to act in accordance with Qin Ziqing's provocation.

After all, she hadn't missed her eyes looking at her abdomen without a trace as she looked away.

She knows very well what she is thinking.

However, she Mu Qingge is not a person who is willing to suffer such a secret loss.

She turned her head and said to the little monk with a smile: "Thank you, little master, I'll ask someone to find the master later." After that, he nodded to the little monk and walked towards Qin Ziqing.

At this time, Qin Ziqing still didn't close his eyes and continued to chant.

When Mu Qingge walked behind her, she knew it for the first time, the corners of her lips hooked, and she sneered.

Mu Qingge didn't bother to look at her face, leaned over slightly, and said in a voice in her ear that only the two of them could hear: "Miss Qin, you have loved the prince for many years, so you only dare to peek at this time, but you don't even dare to raise your eyes in front of the prince on weekdays, you are pitiful enough." So, I sympathize with you, you like to watch it, please feel free, but don't blame me for not reminding you, the prince who is too blatant will find out!"