When Jiang Qingping heard this, he remembered the previous arrangement and Jiang Yunqing's fate, so his mood calmed down a little, but he still couldn't help gritting his teeth and said: "I really regret it, I shouldn't have brought her back back then, I should have strangled her directly." ”

"Okay, don't talk about what you don't have."

"How many times have I told you not to mention the events of the year!"

Mrs. Jiang frowned and interrupted Jiang Qingping's words, obviously not liking him to mention the word "back then" again and again.

Those are taboos in the house, and they are the past that Mrs. Jiang is most reluctant to mention.

Jiang Yunqing's current affairs have already made her anxious, and Jiang Qingping has repeatedly mentioned the past that she doesn't want to remember, and that memory is not a comfortable thing even for Mrs. Jiang.

Old Madam Jiang said to Jiang Qingping in a deep voice: "It's troublesome enough now, don't make trouble in vain." ”“

Hurry up and pack up, go to the side hall when you're ready, no matter what, today's superficial work must be done, don't make any more trouble! ”

Jiang Qingping saw that Mrs. Jiang was angry, so he stopped talking about it.

……

After the beginning of winter, the weather gets colder and colder.

Although it didn't rain outside, there was no sun, and there were dark clouds floating in the sky, which looked a little dark and dreary, which made people feel very depressed.

The Jiang family and his party went to the main hall to pay tribute and pray for blessings, where everything had already been prepared, and the monks who had finished the morning class also emptied the surroundings, but when they arrived, they couldn't help but be stunned, no one thought that in addition to the host of Huien and a group of small monks in the hall, there would be others.

Jun Mo's long hair was tied up and tied with a jade crown, and although his body was still a dark robe, it was much lighter than those brocade robes in the past.

There is no royal pattern on the clothes, no ornaments on the waist and placket, and even the jade pendants and brocade bags that are usually hung on weekdays have all been taken off, which is actually cleaner than Jiang Qingping, who came to worship.

Jiang Yunqing couldn't help but smile when he saw Jun Mo's dress, but when his eyes fell on the man sitting cross-legged on the futon next to him, he suddenly twisted his eyebrows.

Li Guangyan was also wearing a cyan robe, his face was slightly pale, and when he saw her look over, he immediately showed a smile at her.

"Why is he here?"

Jiang Yunqing looked at the smile, lowered his eyes directly, and his heart was full of doubts.

Old Madam Jiang and Jiang Qingping couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the two people sitting in the main hall.

Jiang Qingping had already heard last night that the distinguished guests who came to Luoxia Temple as mentioned by the monks in the temple before were the king and the three princes.

He originally thought that after solving Jiang Yunqing, he would find a chance to talk to the two, but he didn't expect to see the two here.

Old Madam Jiang showed a strange look on her face, she naturally knew the two people in front of her, but today was the day for them to pay tribute to the dead, and Luoxia Temple had already informed others that the main hall would be temporarily requisitioned for two hours.

It stands to reason that there shouldn't be anyone else in this palace, how could the king and the three princes be here?

Jiang Qingping hurriedly led everyone forward and said respectfully: "See the prince, I have seen the third highness." ”

"Hou Ye Jiang doesn't have to be polite."

Li Guangyan was the first to speak.

After Jiang Qingping glanced at Jun Mo, he straightened up and said with some hesitation: "Lord Wang, Third Highness, today Weichen is here to pay tribute to his deceased wife, I don't know why the two of you are also here?" ”