The concubine is the identity of a half-master and half-slave, and the status is embarrassing, no matter how favored the concubine is, many things will be subject to a lot of restrictions, for example, in terms of dressing, a lot of clothes of the right color cannot be used, and some jewelry cannot be worn.

Therefore, although the Zhao family is dressed up quite richly, looking at her dress, people with a discerning eye know that she is definitely not the lady of the main room.

And although Cen Xiyan is the identity of a concubine, her status is not as good as that of her concubine, but she is the master of the Eight Classics, and there are naturally not so many restrictions, at most, the amount of money and monthly money are less than that of the concubine.

Moreover, many daughters of families also like to dress themselves up in plain elegance, so it is not easy to distinguish between concubines and concubines from dress.

Therefore, Cen Xiyan and Zhao came together, Cen Xiyan got out of the car, ignored Zhao, and walked straight to the main hall, which was not too abrupt. It is precisely because of her attitude that others think that the status of the two is very different, but they take it for granted.

In fact, Cen Xiyan was just too lazy to do that superficial effort with the Zhao family at this time, but he didn't think too much about it.

Zhao heard the whispers of others, and then saw that Cen Xiyan had already walked away, but he almost crushed his teeth, and he secretly hated in his heart, feeling that Cen Xiyan must have done it on purpose, deliberately embarrassing her!

The Zhao family had never been so ugly in front of outsiders, and while resenting Cen Xiyan in his heart, he felt even more panicked, so he asked Feng's mother to take the handkerchief and hurriedly tidy it up, then lowered her head and walked quickly towards the temple, hoping that no one would see her face clearly.

Although Cen Xiyan came through here, she would rather believe in wormholes and magnetic fields, and don't believe in gods, Buddhas and ghosts, but since she came to the Temple of Mercy, it is inevitable to add incense and sesame oil money.

The people of this era are very awe-inspiring and pious to the gods and Buddhas, and they will not be sloppy when they burn incense and make wishes.

Zhao cleaned herself up, rinsed her mouth, entered the main hall, and when she saw Cen Xiyan kneeling and bowing, she couldn't help but snort coldly and said: "The sixth girl is so anxious, it seems that she is really anxious to see the Buddha." ”

I was annoyed by Cen Xiyan's ignorant attitude, and when I saw Cen Xiyan at this moment, I couldn't help but stab her with words, and besides, the words "anxious to see the Buddha" are not very good, they are curses.

Cen Xiyan just got up, turned his head, glanced at Zhao lightly, and said: "Xiyan Buddha is shallow, I'm afraid that the Buddha won't accept it, but Aunt Zhao, you, even the ghosts, the physique is not comparable to ordinary people, but in the end, this is the Temple of Mercy, Aunt Zhao, you still have to pay attention to some proportions." ”

When Zhao heard this, his face suddenly changed! She has been troubled by the "ghost of Wei Niangzi" in the past few days, she is already nervous and suspicious, and when she heard Cen Xiyan say this, she felt a little chill down her spine!

Moreover, she was indeed too impulsive, and she was so quick to speak in front of the Buddha, if the Buddha listened to her, it would be troublesome! Thinking of this, Zhao's cold sweat broke out.

Moreover, at this time, there are many people burning incense and praying in the hall, and the conversation between the two is not loud, but in this quiet Buddha hall, it can also be heard clearly by the people around them.

Zhao's complexion changed several times, and he secretly scolded Cen Xiyan in his heart, blaming this dead girl, not only made her ugly, but now she is out of shape, which is really hateful!

Cen Xiyan didn't bother to look at Zhao's haggard face with panic, and he couldn't hide his vicious face, so he walked directly outside the hall.

Zhao looked at Cen Xiyan's back and gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to say anything more, so he also turned around and began to burn incense and bow down to pray.

Zhao worshipped in the main hall for a long time, and when he came out, he found Cen Xiyan standing not far away, as if he was enjoying the scenery, so he ignored her, and took the maid and mother-in-law to the side hall.

Cen Xiyan saw that Zhao came out, so he also followed her footsteps and went to the same side hall with her.

At the gate of the side hall, Zhao turned his head, frowned at Cen Xiyan, and asked coldly, "What are the six girls doing with me?" ”

"Xiyan came with my aunt, and my grandmother and mother both said to let Aunt Zhao take good care of me, who will I follow if I don't follow my aunt?" Cen Xiyan said as a matter of course. There was even a faint smile on his face, as if the unpleasantness before had never happened at all.

Zhao Shi looked at Cen Xiyan's smiling face, only to feel that his chest was stuffy, and now he didn't take a breath, and rolled his eyes.

She tried to calm down, squeezed out a sneer, and said, "Since the sixth girl wants to follow, then follow." ”

There are many large and small halls in the Temple of Mercy, and the Zhao family goes to the incense to pray one by one, and every time the head is knocked to the end, it is very pious.

Cen Xiyan has been following behind Zhao, which hall she goes to burn incense and pray for blessings, she will follow which hall she goes, and also burn incense and worship Buddha.

Looking at Zhao's pious appearance, Cen Xiyan was a little speechless, could it be that he had done something wrong, as long as he repented in front of the Buddha, could he really put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot?

When all the temples were worshipping, it was time for the temple of mercy to eat.

The Zhao family donated a lot of sesame oil money, and the monks in the temple were very polite to them, and arranged a small cubicle for them in the courtyard of the dining hall, so that they could eat cleanly and avoid being disturbed.

This kind of compartment is usually used by the nobles of various provinces, if it is not the day of the temple fair, the nobles come less, and the sesame oil given by the Zhao family is enough, with the identity of the Zhao family as an aunt, I am afraid that it will not be their turn to use it.

The food in this Temple of Compassion tastes very good, and Cen Xiyan's appetite is very good, and he has eaten a lot.

Zhao exhaled before, originally felt that his stomach was empty and uncomfortable, but he didn't have much appetite at the moment, firstly, she had been tossed in recent days, her appetite was already poor, and secondly, Cen Xiyan sat opposite her, and the more Cen Xiyan ate, the more sweet Cen Xiyan ate, the more she couldn't eat.

"This temple of mercy has a good meal, isn't it? The sixth girl hadn't eaten before, but now she likes to eat, so let's eat more. Zhao looked at Cen Xiyan and said with a smile.

"Not bad, indeed." Cen Xiyan nodded, and said without being salty or light: "Aunt Zhao seems to have a bad appetite?" It's a shame......"

Zhao only felt a punch on the cotton, and he felt a sense of powerlessness.

After fasting, Feng's mother quietly gave Zhao a look, and when Zhao saw it, he couldn't help frowning slightly.