Zhao Youling couldn't help but let out a soft "woo", this feeling was so amazing, as if she had experienced it before, but she couldn't remember when someone taught her skills like this.

Mrs. Minghui passed on her true power to Zhao Youling, and in the eyes of Mrs. Shen, Mrs. Minghui was holding Zhao Youling's hand and touching her bones.

Whenever the nobles and daughters of the capital encounter something that they can't decide, they will go to the Cixin Nunnery to draw lots to ask for a hexagram and ask Master Minghui to explain. At that time, the two daughters couldn't make up their minds whether to enter the palace to accompany them, so they went to the Cixin Nunnery to ask for a sign and asked Master Minghui to explain before they made up their minds......

Master Minghui opened her eyes while letting go of her hand, she looked at Zhao Youling and said slowly:

"I have dissipated the cold in the girl's body, you go to the meditation room to rest for a while, and you will feel more comfortable after the fast."

"Thank you, Mrs. Shi."

Zhao Youling secretly thought that Master Minghui was obviously helping her open up the meridians of her whole body to improve her skills, but she said that she would help her expel the cold in her body. Why do monks lie?

Zhao Youling felt lighter when she got up, and she believed that if she was allowed to jump out of the window now, she would definitely be like Sister Sang Yuewu like a Lingbo fairy, and she would never fall into the flowers like last time, and be tarnished by the chaotic branches.

Gently bowing to Mrs. Shen, Zhao Youling walked out.

Master Minghui looked at Zhao Youling's back, and his face was still peaceful and quiet. She knew that Mrs. Shen's expectant gaze had been hanging over her, expecting her to say the answer she wanted. But she couldn't!

"Mrs. Shi, how is this girl's life?"

Old Lady Shen couldn't help but ask.

Mrs. Minghui smiled slightly:

"Mrs. Tai cares so much about this girl, she shouldn't be as simple as a maid in the house, right?"

Old Mrs. Shen was stopped by Mrs. Minghui's words. Just now she asked Mrs. Minghui to touch Zhao Youling's bones, and the original words were that Zhao Youling was her entourage. Since Master Minghui is too broken, she must have seen something, and she doesn't have to hide it.

The first emperor died, and it was a big crime for the palace concubine to leave the palace without permission, and it was not an exaggeration to reach the family and even behead the whole house. It was the new emperor's decree to find out that the former emperor's concubine did not fall off the cliff and follow the former emperor's death, which can be regarded as calming a turmoil.

Outsiders don't know that Old Lady Shen is like a mirror in her heart, and the emperor has been sending people to secretly track down Shen Yunying's whereabouts for more than ten years. She has also been secretly inquiring about where her daughter, who was pregnant with Liujia and about to give birth, could go, and in recent years, Shen Zhao often used the excuse of traveling to famous mountains and rivers to see beautiful women, and was also looking for her aunt's whereabouts. However, looking for a needle in a haystack, the more time passes, the less hope there is.

"Truth be told, this girl was found only recently. I saw that her appearance was somewhat similar to my daughter, and if my daughter had given birth smoothly back then, she must have been so old now, so ......"

Mrs. Shen didn't say it explicitly, but it was equivalent to telling Mrs. Minghui that she suspected that Zhao Youling was her granddaughter.

The news of the Cixin Nunnery is sometimes more well-informed than in the capital, and the nobles will tell the secrets that they can't tell at home to Master Minghui.

"This girl's bones are eight or nine points similar to Ling Ai."

"Really?!"

Old Lady Shen stood up excitedly.

Master Minghui nodded slowly.

In my heart, I was thinking that my uncle Sang Yi would bring the newborn Zhao Youling back to Sangyinmen to raise her, but I didn't expect that in just fifteen years, Zhao Youling's cultivation was better than her thirty years of practice in Sangyinmen. If you add time, the position of the head of Sangyinmen is none other than Zhao Youling, but I don't understand how Zhao Youling left Sangyinmen. Sangyin Gate rules, once you leave, you can't enter the door again for life.

"If Mrs. Tai is not tired, you can go to the backyard with me."

It's been fifteen years, and it's time for their mother and daughter to meet, but it's better to hide Zhao Youling's identity from her. Mrs. Minghui made up her mind and led Mrs. Shen to the backyard.

The backyard of the Compassion Nunnery is covered with thick shade, and it is almost noon, and the sunlight through the shade of the trees not only does not feel very hot, but also casts strange points of light with the light wind, revealing a trace of coolness.

Zhao Youling only rested in the meditation room for a while before running to the courtyard.

She couldn't call the Book of Heaven in the house, and she thought that maybe the Book of Heaven would appear in an open place outside. She stood under the shade of the tree and silently recited "Follow the guidance of the Book of Heaven", hoping that this sentence would lead to the Book of Heaven, but the result was still the same as just now, the Book of Heaven was like being hidden, and she was not called by her at all.

Where the hell is that weird book hidden? Is that little monk really a candidate for Mingjun? What can I do for him?

Question marks made her head hurt, and she stood under the tree and sighed.

"Why is the little benefactor sighing?"

Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind him.

Zhao Youling turned to look at the white-clothed Zen-robed woman who spoke, and felt inexplicably warm in her heart.

"I didn't sigh. Are you a fairy? ”

The woman's white face seems to be enveloped in light, her plain face and eyebrows are picturesque, she doesn't look young anymore, but she has a transcendent and elegant demeanor.

The woman looked at Zhao Youling fixedly, and she quietly followed Mrs. Shen as soon as she walked into the Cixin Nunnery. Seeing that Mrs. Shen asked Mrs. Minghui to touch Zhao Youling's bones, she couldn't help but look at Zhao Youling a few more times. Seeing Zhao Youling's appearance clearly, the woman suddenly trembled.

Mother's intuition is overwhelming, and she feels that Zhao Youling is the child she has been thinking about for fifteen years......

"The girl joked, this is a nunnery, except for the Bodhisattva, there are only nuns."

The woman's voice couldn't help but tremble, and her eyes were like water waves.

"Then you must be a female bodhisattva."

Zhao Youling was very sure of her guess, and smiled brightly after speaking. The woman stared at Zhao Youling's face stupidly, couldn't help but approach, and reached out to hold Zhao Youling's hand.

Being held by the person she liked, Zhao Youling happily shook it back, feeling the coldness in the woman's palm, she wanted to pass on some skills to the woman like Mrs. Minghui.

A figure came like a shock, reaching out and holding Zhao Youling's hand that was about to be exercised.

Master Minghui's face was light and light, but his heart was so shocked that he was fluttering. With Zhao Youling's current skills, let alone a woman who doesn't know kung fu at all, even a great practitioner with profound cultivation can't stand her skills.

Old Lady Shen was so startled when she saw the woman in white that she couldn't move, and when the woman saw her hurriedly hide her face and leave, she remembered to call out loudly.

"Yun Ying, my Yun Ying'er!"

Old Lady Shen took three steps and two steps towards Shen Yunying, Shen Yunying wanted to avoid meeting Old Lady Shen, but her body didn't listen to her, her legs were like cans of lead and she only took two steps, and her body was so stiff that she couldn't move.

Mrs. Shen grabbed Shen Yunying and saw clearly that the other party was the daughter she had been thinking about day and night, so she hugged her and cried bitterly.

"What's wrong with them?"

"They're so excited, it'll be fine for a while, you can come with me."

Mrs. Minghui took Zhao Youling into the nearby meditation room. Talking about Sang Yinmen, Zhao Youling blinked her eyes and looked confused.

Uncle Shi's forbidden array is really powerful, in the past, the disciples in the door left but could not return to Sangyinmen, and now the disciples who left have no memory of Sangyinmen.

"Miss Zhao is going to stay in the Zhenguo Mansion?"

If Mrs. Shen recognized Zhao Youling as her granddaughter and gave her the status of a famous lady, it would undoubtedly bring disaster to the Zhenguo Mansion.

If Mrs. Shen can't recognize Zhao Youling, Zhao Youling can only live in the Zhenguo Mansion as a slave. Even if Mrs. Shen dotes on Zhao Youling, she can't give Zhao Youling a good future.

It may also be because of Mrs. Tai's special kindness to the slaves and maids, it will also cause unnecessary trouble, and it will be spread in Beijing, and it is difficult to ensure that the emperor will not hear the rumors. The emperor is suspicious, if he investigates it, it will be difficult for the identities of Zhao Youling and Shen Yunying to be kept secret......

Just when Master Minghui was groaning, a white dove flew from the window. In a flash, the white dove flew out of the window, and Mrs. Minghui had an extra note in her hand.

Mrs. Minghui chuckled at the corner of her mouth after reading the note.

"Miss Zhao, do you feel that your body is still hot again?"

Master Minghui said as she took Zhao Youling's hand.

"I don't feel feverish now, thank you for teaching me skills just now. It's just that you and I don't know each other, why do you want to pass on your skills to me? ”

"Because you and I are destined."

Master Minghui said as she touched Zhao Youling's arm with the tip of her right index finger.

"I also think that I have a relationship with Shitai, or I will become a monk and study the exercises with Shitai."

"Miss Zhao's fate is not in the Compassion Nunnery."

Master Minghui couldn't help but smile and let go of Zhao Youling's arm.

"The little woman is stupid, and the teacher is too smiling."

Feeling the other party's euphemistic refusal, Zhao Youling was not good to mention that he would become a monk at Cixin Nunnery.

By the time of the fast, Mrs. Shen had already regained her composure.

I recognize my daughter but can't take my daughter back to live together, let alone expose Zhao Youling's identity, and I definitely can't recognize him, the powerful relationship between this, Mrs. Shen knows better than anyone else. Once the woman's benevolence recognized Zhao Youling emotionally, it would bring disaster to the Zhenguo Mansion, and the son and grandson would endure for many years to assist Mingjun, and the grand ambition of building a peaceful event would also be wiped out.

Old Mrs. Shen kept giving Zhao Youling and Shen Yunying vegetables, but she couldn't eat a bite.

Relatives can't recognize each other when they see each other, and they must always avoid meeting to prevent being discovered by secret agents. Today may be the only time that the three generations of mothers, daughters, grandparents and grandchildren have had a reunion dinner.

Master Minghui looked at it from the side, her eyes were sour, but she was helpless.

"Lichen, you can accompany Mrs. Shen to incense on my behalf."

Master Minghui looked sleepy and waved his hand at Shen Yunying.

Shen Yunying understood, lowered her eyes, folded her hands on her chest, and led Mrs. Shen and Zhao Youling out of the door.

It was evening class, and the nuns of the Nunnery gathered in the hall to chant sutras. Mrs. Shen finished the incense with red eyes, took one last look at her daughter Shen Yunying, and then got into the car with the help of Zhao Youling.

Shen Yunying also looked at Zhao Youling with red eyes, afraid that people would see her a monk crying, so she hurriedly went to the nunnery without waiting for the carriage to leave.

The dust, the dust, after all, is still tied by family affection.

"Mrs. Tai, your eyes are so red."

"yes, the incense was just smoked. The incense of the shrine is too rich. ”

"Then I'll go back and cook you some herbs to wash your eyes. Mrs. Tai, do you think Master Chen's resemblance is not like a female bodhisattva? The first time I met her, I saw her so kindly, her appearance was so gentle and so approachable. ”

Dust Master too!

Old Mrs. Shen's heart became more and more sore.