In the dead of night, the moonlight is like water, and the Qingwei Garden is still lit up.

Mo Xuetong leaned on the couch and watched under the lamp Mo Lan pack up the clothes for tomorrow's departure.

The room was quiet, and only the sound of the lights beating and bursting was suddenly heard, which was very soft, but it broke the silence.

"Miss, are we really going to Bao'en Temple tomorrow?" Aunt Fang specially went to the master's side and said that she must not be at ease. Mo Lan couldn't help it, looked up at Mo Xue Tong and asked.

"The eldest sister chose such a good name, I didn't go because I was unfilial, and even my father agreed, how could I not go. Mo Xue's slender fingers unconsciously swiped twice on the couch, and her thoughts couldn't help but go back to what had happened during this time.

Since entering the city, Mo Xuemin has been folded in her hands again and again, how can Mo Xuemin and Aunt Fang be willing, in her previous life, she didn't know when Mo Xuemin hooked up with Sima Lingyun, but now, she can see clearly that Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin have long been in conspire.

The reason why Sima Lingyun has a close relationship with Mofu is because Mo Xuemin once fell off the horse when she was traveling with the young ladies and sons, and it was Sima Lingyun who saved her, in her last life, Mo Xuemin took a fancy to You Yuecheng, the prince of Mingguo, although Aunt Fang was later corrected, but her identity as a fake concubine Mingguo Mansion was not looked down upon, so You Yuecheng finally married her, but Mo Xuemin became an old girl.

That's why she turned around and chose Sima Lingyun again?

She is still unsure of these, but one thing, Mo Xuetong can be sure that Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin are definitely in the same group.

Today, Mo Xuemin brought Sima Lingyun to his garden, which is the first step, and it seems that tomorrow Bao'en Temple will be their second step, where will they do something? Kill themselves directly, or ruin their reputation like in their previous life, so that they have to marry Sima Lingyun.

In his previous life, he was locked in the back garden because of his appearance was ruined, and he had low self-esteem and didn't know anything about the outside world, that time, he fell into the lotus pond, Sima Lingyun passed by, rescued himself, and then had to marry him, and because he was gentle and friendly, he did not dislike his appearance was ruined, and then fell in love with him.

In this life, what will Aunt Fang do?

She is still too weak and weak, although the few maids around her are clever, but if there is really any danger, how can a few weak women stop it, when Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun poured themselves poisonous wine, Mother Xu and Mo Yu also desperately tried to stop it, but what was the result, it was just an increase in two lives.

She had to find a helper to deal with Mo Xuemin, who was ruthless and had means.

But the problem is that she is an inner house woman, although she can calculate the first opportunity, how can she have any help, even if she still asked Bai Yihao to make a move last time, she can't beg him again and again, that person is too dangerous...... Staring at the dark night outside the window, his heart couldn't help but calculate, his willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he was sad for a while.

Seeing her like this, Mo Lan knew that she was thinking, so she didn't ask again, and lightly sorted out her clothes.

Helper, she needed help, her fingers unconsciously scratched two more on the couch, and suddenly her eyes were fixed on the book next to her.

His heart shook violently, his bright eyes fluttered, and he turned over and sat up.

"Miss, but do you want tea?" Mo Lan put down the clothes in her hand, walked over and poured a cup of tea for her, but Mo Xue Tong didn't take it, and grabbed Mo Lan with her backhand and asked urgently: "Where are the boxes of idle books that I brought last time?"

Most of those books were read idly, and they were not precious ancient books, so they were not in Mo Xuetong's house, but they were casually thrown aside by Mo Lan and the others.

"Those boxes of books, the slave maid remembered that Mo He was thrown in the east wing, Miss wants to read them?"

"You go and help me find it, find the Great Qin Guangji, go and bring it to me. ”

"Yes. Although Mo Lan didn't know what Mo Xuetong meant, seeing that she was eager, she hurriedly responded and turned to go out.

She suddenly remembered one thing, those idle books in her previous life became a dowry with her, and went to the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion with her, because she was not noticed, she was also randomly piled up in the wing room, once Sima Lingyun rarely came to her room to sit for a meeting, and when she was bored, she took a book and flipped through it, and dropped out of one of the papers, Sima Lingyun picked it up and read it, and immediately stood up in shock and knocked over the teacup on the table.

Mo Xuetong was doing needlework, looking up and wanting to ask him in astonishment, only to see him an ecstatic figure and laughter.

Mo Xuetong picked up the book on the ground, looked at the cover, and remembered that this was an idle book of her mother, "The Legend of Daqin Guangji".

Sima Lingyun disappeared for a few days, and when he came back, there were two highly skilled secret guards around him, until Mo Xuetong died, those two secret guards had been following Sima Lingyun, and in the days when Sima Lingyun plotted to assassinate the Duke of Fuguo, these two secret guards contributed very much.

It is absolutely impossible for the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion to raise such a secret guard!

Coupled with Sima Lingyun's abnormality, it can only mean that there is something wrong with the paper in that book, and the closer it is to the truth, the more nervous it becomes, and his slender hand is slightly tightened.

"Miss, is it this book?" The door curtain was lifted, Mo Lan walked in with a book, these girls followed Mo Xuetong for a long time, and they still knew the basic words.

"Take it. Mo Xuetong took a deep breath and suppressed the throbbing in her heart.

took the book handed by Mo Lan, opened the cover with stiff fingers, and sure enough, in the innermost layer of the cover, he found a yellowed piece of paper, under the light, there were only a few words on the paper: dark guard, two!

There is no signature below, only a strange symbol, and next to the symbol is the name of the place, Bao'en Temple!

Bao'en Temple?

"Miss......" Both faces turned white under the light, and the slender fingers trembled.

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

The fewer people who know about this matter, the better, as if there is a feeling of extreme insecurity, suppressed like suffocation, making people breathless, why is there this paper in the mother's book, even if the mother is the daughter of the Fuguo Mansion, the status is noble, but the existence of this kind of note seems to be the tip of the iceberg of secrets.

And she's slowly peeling that corner......

"Miss, the slave won't say it. Mo Lan also knew the severity, and nodded vigorously. "But, Miss, it's also Bao'en Temple?"

Bao'en Temple is more famous in the Buddhist temples in the capital, it is said that the King of Jin who rebelled thirty years ago was still there to lead the practice for a period of time, the King of Jin was infinitely close to the throne, only in the end of the failure, it is also said that the King of Jin left countless treasures, at that time many people were in turmoil, looking for it, but in the end it was still gone.

The reason why most of the noble lords in the capital like Bao'en Temple is because of this, and on the other hand, because of the unique scenery and elegant location.

After Mo Huawen moved to Beijing, he also lit an everlasting lamp for his deceased wife in Bao'en Temple, so there was Mo Xuemin's blessing.

"Since it's all Bao'en Temple, it's the best, Mo Lan, how are your hands?" Mo Xue Tong calmed down and asked softly.

"The slave has nothing to do, and I can go to Bao'en Temple with Miss tomorrow. Mo Lan knew what she meant, and looked at Mo Xue Tong firmly.

Mo Xuetong sighed lightly, sighed in her heart, reached out and grabbed Mo Lan's hand and patted it, she really can't do without Mo Lan, Mo He, although Mo Yu is clever, she is not as popular as Mo Lan, and she is stable, Mother Xu is old, and sometimes it is inappropriate to take a nurse, so, no matter what, she must get two secret guards for this trip to Bao'en Temple.

As long as there are two masters around her who are guarding in secret, Mo Xuemin, Aunt Fang's means of dealing with the weak quality of the boudoir will no longer be able to come up.

"Miss, what is the slave going to do?" Knowing that the matter was serious, Mo Lan looked at Mo Xue Tong with bright eyes.

This time, she will definitely cooperate with Miss, and she will not make her own decisions again, and what happened before will appear.

"Don't clean it up yet, let Moyu and the others clean it up early tomorrow morning, and embroider this mark with me today to make a sachet that can be hung up tomorrow." Mo Xuetong spread out the paper in his hand again, and the sign under the light didn't look complicated, it looked like a word but not a word, and at a glance it looked like a blooming magnolia flower.

It's not difficult to outline the lines.

Seeing that Miss was confident, her expression was calm, and between the light smiles and cheeks, as if she had indescribable confidence, Mo Lan's heart was shocked because of the meaning on this piece of paper, and settled down, Miss, it is really different from before, if Mrs. knows in heaven, she will definitely feel comforted.

That piece of paper was also left by Madame to Miss, and Madame loved Miss so much, it would be impossible to harm Miss.

"Okay, the slave and maid will go and prepare it immediately. ”

At the moment, the two of them no longer hesitated, Mo Lan prepared the silk thread, Mo Xue Tong first depicted the pattern, and then the two of them threaded the needle together, and it was not difficult to embroider a sachet.

After a night without saying anything, Mo Xuetong got up early in the morning, in fact, she didn't sleep for long, she found a plain dress to change into, 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 prince on the road?" Only the back was left when the carriage and horses were gone, and Aunt Fang put away the kind smile on her face, with a sneer in her eyes, the slut, she left in front of her so grandiosely, and she couldn't see the slightest respect for herself, if she didn't think that the little slut would be discredited if she went out this time, and it would be impossible to fight with Min'er in the future, she would definitely not let her leave so smoothly.

"The prince asked someone to report early in the morning that he had gone to Bao'en Temple, and his aunt was in the study at that time, and the old slave didn't have time to report it. Mama Li said with a grin.

"Okay, just let that little slut get into it by himself......" Aunt Fang sneered, turned around and walked inside, "It's no wonder that others are looking for their own death." ”

"That is, even if the third lady is in the temple, what happened...... It has nothing to do with the aunt, anyway, the aunt didn't follow, and the third lady behaved inappropriately, who is to blame. ”