Shen Qingluo clenched his fists slightly, "It's not that I want to do anything, I just think that Dean Li has worked hard for Wufeng Academy for so many years, and has cultivated so many talents for the country, which is also the blessing of my generation, how can such a good person have a bad fate?" ”

"Yes! Dean Li had never believed in gods and Buddhas before, and he was forced to go to the temple to worship gods and Buddhas and donate sesame oil. ”

The other man sighed.

"Worship the Buddha? Will this work? ”

Shen Qingluo frowned, looking incredulous.

"Who knows, tomorrow we will rest, he will definitely accompany his wife to Wufu Temple to pray for blessings, hey......"

Afterwards, Shen Qingluo said a few more words to the group of people, and when he left, Gu Huanhuan looked at the man with a mole on his nose, with a solemn expression, "You have been careful recently, you will be unlucky!" ”

The others looked inexplicable, thinking that Gu Huanhuan was a madman, and there was no one who cursed others for bad luck for no reason.

Only Shen Qingluo knew that his wife could do what ordinary people couldn't, so he patted the brother Tai on the shoulder, "Brother Tai, you have to listen to this!" ”

The man lifted his hand angrily, "You're sick!" ”

Shen Qingluo withdrew his hand, looked at him meaningfully, and then left with Gu Huanhuan.

A few scholars were left looking at each other, not knowing whether to believe Gu Huanhuan's words.

After inquiring about the itinerary of Li Changqing and his wife, the two immediately went to the pharmacy and bought a medicine box, some commonly used silver needles and gauze, and prepared a few flavors of medicinal materials.

It's too late for her to do it herself now, so I'll go back to the mall to buy it later!

The medicine made by those bigwigs is good and cheap, and besides, in addition to spending ghost coins in the mall, she can't mention it, so it's better to use it, and earn it later.

After shopping, the two went back to make a total of calculations, and got up early the next morning.

After breakfast, we set off for Gofukuji Temple.

Wufu Temple is the largest temple in Yizhou Mansion, and it was already crowded early in the morning, Gu Huanhuan spent twenty copper plates to buy a handful of incense on the side of the road, and then stood in the corner with Shen Qingluo waiting for Li Changqing and his wife.

As for why he didn't reveal his identity to that group of people last night, it was all because Dean Li Changqing had been eager to ask for a son over the years, and many charlatans or liars went to Wufeng Academy with a little bit of home remedies, claiming that they could cure Mrs. Li's illness, but in the end, it was gone.

As a result, whoever says that they can cure Mrs. Li's illness is regarded as a liar.

She is young and has no reputation, so she will definitely be regarded as a liar by that group of people, so it is better to find an opportunity to contact Li Changqing and his wife directly.

"It's coming!"

Shen Qingluo whispered.

Gu Huanhuan looked up, and saw a middle-aged couple walking in the distance, the man was dressed in a sullen blue satin brocade robe, with a pair of mille-feuille bottoms under his feet, a goatee, a little eye bag and deep eye sockets, and his eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness looking at the woman he was holding.

The woman was dressed in a dark red peony cardigan, with a pair of pink peony embroidered shoes on a black background, her hands were tightly holding her abdomen, and her round and plump face was dyed with melancholy, and she didn't know what she was talking to the man.

When the two walked into the temple, Gu Huanhuan and Shen Qingluo pretended to be pilgrims and followed behind.

Mrs. Li bowed to the Buddha all the way, and was the most pious when she worshiped Guanyin, Gu Huanhuan knelt on the futon next to Mrs. Li, and her body exuded a fragrance like nothing.

Mrs. Li suddenly felt a little dizzy, Gu Huanhuan seized the opportunity to hold her body, and then put her hand on Mrs. Li's wrist and held her breath.

"Madame, you're pregnant, but your pulse ......"

She was deliberately stuck here, wanting to see how Mrs. Li reacted.

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