Mo Xuetong brought Mo Lan, Mo Yu, and two maid rings this time.

The two second-class maids are Aunt Fang's new hands for Mo Xue Tong, the bewitching one is called Shuang Ye, and the other one who looks a little restrained is Qiu Ling, because she didn't sleep long at night, Mo Xue Tong leaned in the car and closed her eyes to recuperate, on the other side, Mo Lan also leaned against the window and dozed off, only Mo Yu sat on the side with a clear mind.

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

"Sister Mo Yu, why is the third lady so tired?Is it not in good health?" Frost Ye, who was sitting on the side, looked at Mo Xue's pale and somewhat haggard face, and couldn't help but ask softly.

"Miss is not in good health, this time I went to repay the favor and pray, I was tired and tired, and I didn't sleep well last night. Mo Yu raised his eyes and said lightly, he didn't have the slightest affection for this person called Frost Leaf.

"Oh, Sister Moyu......" Frost Ye still wanted to speak, but Moyu waved her hand and coldly motioned her not to speak.

Frost Leaf opened her mouth, but had no choice but to close.

There was nothing to say all the way, and when I got to the mountain gate, Mo Xuetong helped Mo Yu's hand to get out of the car, it was still early at the moment, the mountain Zen courtyard was very quiet, there were not many pilgrims, only a few little novices were cleaning the courtyard in all directions, because there was a notice, a seven or eight-year-old little novice was waiting at the door, and he was busy smiling and grinning.

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

Mo Xue Tong took Mo Yu to the main hall, it was the first rays of the day, everything on the earth seemed to be enveloped with a layer of orange-red light, it was late autumn, the wind rose with some squeezing, and the sound of the broom slid in the ears reflected this Zen courtyard was empty and far away, quiet and peaceful all around, like a quiet land.

In the main hall, there are already monks and morning guests, and some early pilgrims are standing aside and chanting with the monks.

Mo Xuetong found a futon in a corner of the Buddha hall and sat down, closed her eyes and listened to the monk sitting on it talk about the Buddha......

After a long time, the morning class was over, the pilgrims dispersed, Mo Xue Tong also took Mo Yu out of the hall leisurely, and went back to the courtyard where the female dependents were behind.

Mo Xuetong hurriedly took two steps back, and Mo Yuji stepped forward to stop her and shouted, "Where did you come from?" ”

The man regained his momentum quickly, his skills were good, and he took a step back and stood firmly: "Miss Mo San?"

Mo Xuetong's body trembled, his face turned pale, his hand hidden in the long sleeves clenched into a fist, looking at this person, calmly and elegantly raised his handsome face, his face was angular, and his black eyes were smiling.

This person is undoubtedly Sima Lingyun,

Aunt Fang came to mind, no, she had already been corrected at that time, it was Mrs. Fang's smiling and loving words: "Tong'er, the son of the world saved you, and it can be regarded as having a skin-to-skin relationship with you, besides, he loves your talent and is willing to take you as his wife, my mother has inquired, and the son of the world has not even had a room around him, he can be regarded as a good husband and a young talent, after you marry him, you will inevitably live a happy life." ”

"Third sister, to be able to have the son of the world as a husband, the daughter of the powerful man in the capital will envy you, the third sister is really a blessing. Mo Xuemin smiled like a flower.

But what about the result: boundless blood, boundless hatred......

Bloody, trumps all hypocrisy......

Removing the hatred in her eyes, Mo Xuetong took a deep breath, only to feel that the temperature returned to her body little by little, that kind of hatred has melted into her bones 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, bowed behind Mo Yu, pulled Mo Yu to stand aside, and didn't plan to say anything to him, this place is not far from the main hall, 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 fate, why did the third lady come here too? Is there something wrong, why don't you let me accompany you, some things can be handled more conveniently." Sima Lingyun's eyes looked at the girl in front of him almost greedily, those eyes seemed to be filled with water vapor, the long eyelashes flashed innocently twice, revealing an indescribable beauty, although the face was pale, but it was even more beautiful, the autumn sun shone on her, as if she was sprinkled with a halo, that kind of innocence combined with a strange and charming feeling, absorbing the soul and seducing people.

"I came to pray for my mother, and I didn't favor the son. Seeing that he didn't want to leave, Mo Xuetong turned sideways and saluted with a pale expression, "I still have something to do, so I won't talk to Shizi." ”

After speaking, he walked past Sima Lingyun with Moyu.

"Ah, the third young lady, please, if there is anything, I will live here, and I can tell the maid. Seeing Mo Xuetong like this, Sima Lingyun immediately took a step back politely, making way out, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes, such a beauty is enough to make people tempted regardless of its value, not to mention that the Fuguo Mansion behind her is the help she needs, as long as she succeeds this time, the beauty is in her arms......

"Miss ......" helped Mo Xuetong, Mo Yu wanted to speak angrily, but was stopped by Mo Xuetong shaking his hand.

Back in his courtyard, Mo Xuetong found that there were people living in the courtyard he was watching, the courtyard door was open but no one could be seen, his brows furrowed, his footsteps stopped, and he looked at Mo Landao, who had just walked out of the door: "Who lives here?"

"The slave and maid didn't know, but when the slave and maid came, the door of the courtyard was open, and when I asked the little novice, he only said that he was a nobleman, so that we should not disturb him, so as not to make the nobleman angry. Mo Lan knew what Mo Xue Tong meant.

A cold chill contracted at the bottom of his eyes, as long as it wasn't Sima Lingyun!

Since he is a person with a noble status, of course it can't be Sima Lingyun, although Sima Lingyun is the son of the Marquis of Zhenguo, but everyone knows that the Marquis of Zhenguo Mansion has been defeated, although the Marquis of Zhenguo is dead, Sima Lingyun still has the identity of a prince, not embarrassed or embarrassed, it is said that it is because the Marquis of Zhenguo was once involved in the rebellion of the King of Jin, and the emperor was dissatisfied with it, so he only left the title of a prince.

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

In his previous life, Sima Lingyun relied on himself to go to his grandfather's house to ask for help to inherit the title.

In this life, Sima Lingyun has always been gentle and flattering to herself, it must be because of this, of course she won't believe it, Sima Lingyun has only done this, since he is here today, it means that Aunt Fang and him have further plans for herself.

In this life, they will no longer be allowed to fiddle with themselves.

There was a silent sneer on his lips.

With Mo Lan, Mo Yu entered his courtyard.

She just went out here, a big monk hurriedly entered the door of the courtyard on the side, the door was very late, and there was no one guarding the door, but the big monk knew that there were secret guards everywhere here, and there were two secret guards on the two big trees at the gate, and they were staring at the door, and there were hidden masters everywhere inside.

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

"Ask to see Your Highness, there is something to do. Standing at the door, he didn't dare to go inside, and bowed his head respectfully towards the empty courtyard.

"Wait. A sharp voice came from the air, and a moment later, a well-suited guard appeared under the corridor and said to the great monk in a concise and horrible manner: "Enter"

There is a bamboo curtain hanging in the house, and through the bamboo curtain, you can see a figure standing with his hands behind his back.

"What's the matter?" the lazy voice was as intoxicating as alcohol, intoxicating, and made people want to find out how handsome the people in this should be.

"Your Highness, the token has appeared, please make a clear decision. The great monk didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly replied respectfully, the one inside was not an existence that could be snooped at casually.

"Where did you meet?" asked the man's voice as he muttered.

"There was a sachet on Miss Mofu's body, which was embroidered with the coat of arms on the token, and when he entered the door just now, the poor monk noticed it, so after the morning class, he immediately came to reply to His Highness. When the great monk saw the girl with a beautiful complexion, he specially asked the little novice to inquire, only to know that this was the young lady who came to Mofu to pray for the blessing of the deceased mother, because this matter was set the day before yesterday, and there are records in the temple, and you will know it when you check it.

"Which lady from Mofu?" The curtain was lifted, and a man came out, the first thing that caught his eye was a wide purple robe, the cuffs were embroidered with exquisite dragon patterns, reflecting his chic and unrestrained figure, and his demeanor was graceful, with a pair of smart dark eyes, like broken diamonds flowing, and the phoenix eyes on the top looked a little charming.

The handsome face is full of evil spirits, like a scorching brilliance.

Such a handsome face to the extreme, it can capture people's souls at a glance.

Even if the great monk has seen this master several times, he doesn't dare to look directly at such a peerless face, so graceful, so beautiful, more stunning than a woman, worthy of a disaster, but the great monk can know that the person 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 replied more and more cautiously: "Tell Your Highness, although I don't know if it is the young lady from the Mo Mansion, the little novice said that the housekeeper who came to the Guest House at that time once mentioned the eldest lady, and I think it should be the eldest lady of the Mo Mansion." ”

"Miss Mofu, that Miss Mo, who is like a flower peacock and provokes men everywhere, is really unappetizing. The handsome man let go of his hand, lifted the curtain with a calm attitude, and re-entered the inner room.

"Your Highness, those things ......" The big monk didn't dare to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Just pick two guards and throw them to her, since she deliberately made them into sachets, she naturally knows about it, and let the guards probe her bottom to see where she got it from. The voice inside the curtain grew impatient.

"Yes. How dare the great monk say no, after saluting, he walked out with the guards at the door.

"Your Highness, Your Highness has also returned to Beijing, and the eldest princess asked Her Highness when she was free, and asked Her Highness to enter the palace to accompany her. Another guard came in through the door, and stood in the doorway and replied.

"I went to tell the eldest princess, the scenery of this Bao'en Temple is good, please come to enjoy the aunt together, the palace is so noisy, my aunt still prefers a quiet place. ”

"Yes, but the eldest princess has come to live there? The guard whispered in embarrassment.

"Wouldn't it be nice to leave the yard next to me empty. Although the voice coming from inside was soft, the meaning was inviolable, "Send the people there to walk early." ”

"Yes"!