After subduing the two personal maids, Rong Ning bowed slightly to Master Qingming not far away, and said, "Thank you Master Qingming for your help, but I'm afraid the rules of your temple are not very good?" ”

Naturally, what happened in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was what happened in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, a foundation pavilion, and there was only one treacherous monk guarding it, and this Golden Lotus Temple was too negligent in discipline.

"You!" A more reckless monk beside Master Qingming stood up with an unkind expression, but was stopped by Master Qingming with one hand: "Spring flow, don't be rude." There was peace between his eyebrows, and he didn't seem to be angry with what Rong Ning said: "Thank you for the donor's reminder, it is the fault of our Golden Lotus Temple that has caused inconvenience to the donor." ”

He didn't say what he would do, but Rong Ning knew that his goal had been achieved, and the people who had something to do with the Hidden Scripture Pavilion would definitely not be pleased.

According to the two maids, the medicine they originally wanted to give her was a top-notch aphrodisiac called "Yizhang Hong", which is a magic potion that can make famous ladies become. According to the plan, they decided to give Rong Ning a dress, half-take off her clothes and place them behind the Buddha statue, and then rejoice with the arranged man. At this time, Yan Rulin came to offer incense with a group of women, what sound of this huge Buddha hall could not escape their eyes? What's more, even if there is none, Yan Rulin can become there.

Rong Ning couldn't help but shudder, thinking to himself that if he really didn't have any preparations, wouldn't he be perfectly in the trap.

Ming'er was still trembling, relying on the bolder Jin Er to continue, Rong Ning was not as angry as he imagined, his eyes rolled, and he asked lightly: "Then why do you want to ask me to meet in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?" Wouldn't it be better to take me away on a secluded road, so why bother? What if I don't go to the Scripture Pavilion or if I go to the Scripture Pavilion with someone with me? ”

Jin Er was still kneeling on the ground, the skirt at his knees was crumpled, and his tone was calm: "Miss said that the county lord values the maids around you the most, and he will definitely come as scheduled according to the requirements on the letterhead." If you resist in the pavilion, let Mu Ran choose ......"

Her words were tactful, but Rong Ning knew what it meant. If Na Mu Ran is a stubborn person who sees the color and has a heart, and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is already under the control of Yan Rulin, he can do whatever he wants, and when the time comes, a rag will be wrapped and sent to the Buddha Hall, and he will still be able to make a difference. Yan Rulin is looking at the inferior nature of most men - can a duck in his mouth make it fly? It's just that this Mu Ran didn't have any lust at all, and even when he had to carry her downstairs, his hands and feet were also in order.

In this way, he really has to thank that Mu Ran, no matter why he didn't move her, Rong Ning decided to let go of his hatred.

Ming'er's little face was still crying, "County Lord, the slave only knows so much, please let us go with a lot of ......"

Rong Ning snapped his fingers, "Don't worry, I will help you arrange the way back, but before that, you still have to do something for me......"

Quan Qing Quanliu exchanged glances, and Quan Qing looked at Master Qingming uneasily: "Master, she won't ...... in our temple."

Master Qingming just glanced at Rong Ning meaningfully, did not interfere much, smiled faintly, and still looked profound.

*****

East Wing

Yan Rulin was still leaning on the soft collapse, her posture had not changed much, she looked very lazy, but in fact, her eyes were stained with a layer of haze because she had been waiting for a long time.

Kim pushed open the door, followed by Ming'er with his head down.

"Miss, the matter is done." King bent down and whispered.

Yan Rulin sat up from the couch suddenly, didn't even put on her shoes, only wore Luo socks and turned back and forth on the ground a few times, and the crazy flames swept in her eyes: "That's good, that's good, this time you must make her look good, it's my Yan Rulin's things that no one can snatch!" Sister Yanyan really didn't lie to me......"

At this time, the door was pushed open, Jin Er took the tray from the little maid's hand, put it on the table, and said, "Miss, come and taste it, this is the barley ruyi lily porridge that the slave maid specially asked the kitchen to stew for you." ”

Yan Rulin waved her hand impatiently, "Let's go, let's go, how can I be in the mood to eat this now." ”

Ming'er, who had been silent, opened his mouth to persuade: "Miss, you don't have much use for lunch, you have to have the strength to watch the excitement later, don't you?" Isn't this barley ruyi lily porridge your favorite? Sweet but not greasy, fragrant and soft in the mouth, guaranteed to Miss like. ”

Kim has always had an idea, and on weekdays, she will let the kitchen cook something to eat, which is often very suitable for her. Yan Rulin was moved by what she said, and when she thought of a good show not long after, she was in a good mood and tasted it one bite at a time.

In front of the Buddha Hall

Mrs. Zhao saw that more than a dozen familiar ladies gathered together to go to the Buddha Hall, and asked suspiciously: "What is your young lady planning, half a month ago, she personally ordered Geng Post to come to Kailian Temple to repay her vows, and now invite us to come to the Buddha Hall, and there is no one yet?" ”

Mrs. Jiang chuckled: "That's it, I said, if you young ladies don't invite girls and young ladies of the same age, you will think of us old bones, and you must have some bad ideas." ”

As he led them, King leaned sideways and replied, "What our young lady has in mind, the slave doesn't know." The ladies and ladies will come in with the slaves and maids to have a look. ”

Li frowned, but didn't say anything. Half a month ago, she suddenly received a post from Miss Yan, saying that she would go to Kailian Temple together, but she didn't say a specific time. Originally, she didn't want to deal with her, but it was not good to push it off, thinking that when the time came, she would die in her health, but she didn't expect that today she hurriedly set the time, and the old grandmother of the Yan family who had been in the palace came to invite her in person, so she had to come with a few ladies.

The group entered the Buddhist hall, no longer laughing at each other, and looked at each other a few times, but found that the master who was the owner today was not there.

Li stepped forward to take three incense sticks and lit them in the lamplight, but found that there seemed to be a voice coming from behind the Buddha statue. She frowned, but did not make a sound, but walked back to the kneeling stool, closed her eyes and silently recited "Amitabha".

Before she could put on the incense, there was a scream.

It's Mrs. Zhou!

When she opened her eyes, she saw several ladies muttering, and they all gathered around her, huddled into a group.