"Mo Lan, just send it here, you take good care of your sister in the mansion." Because she is now in charge of the feed, it is not very difficult for Su Qingyu to go out, she was helped into the carriage by the coachman at this time, and looked at Mo Lan, who was full of worry, and comforted.

Mo Lan frowned slightly, looking at Su Qingyu, whose aura was already different, he wanted to speak and stopped, but after all, he only made a salute.

Su Qingyu looked away slightly, and after lowering the curtain, the carriage moved slowly.

Maybe it was driving into the bustling street, and there was gradually a lively shouting in my ears, the sound of bargaining with the vendors, and the occasional sound of scholars and women making promises, which made the corners of Su Qingyu's mouth hook up a shallow smile.

If she could, she would like to be a family of ordinary people alone, with loving parents, brothers, friends, and sisters.

Gradually, the hustle and bustle outside gradually faded away, and the sound of birdsong came from my ears, faintly, with the distant sound of the bronze bell.

The carriage stopped: "Third Miss, Fengguo Temple has arrived." ”

Fengguo Temple, which is the royal national temple, has always been prosperous with fireworks, and it is the place where Mrs. Jingcheng loves to come.

"Let's go up on foot." Su Qingyu looked at the topless ladder in front of him, and there was no fear in his eyes.

"This ......," the entourage looked embarrassed, "it's too high, or we'll wait for the young lady at the foot of the mountain." ”

Su Qingyu looked at the few people in front of him, and a dark look crossed his eyes. Because Aunt Ruan has not taken any action towards her accepting the middle feed in the past few days, the upper and lower levels of the house have not embarrassed her on the surface, but in some things, the perfunctory of the servants can still be seen.

If you want to hurry, she can't reach it, and she has to solve these people slowly.

After glancing at a few people, she turned and climbed up, looking at the stairs under her feet.

Although the ladder is high, it is nothing to those who have a heart.

Before she knew it, she had come to the gate of the temple with a lot of worries.

There are a lot of people at the entrance of the temple, bustling and lively.

"The donor is the third lady of the prime minister's family, Su Qingyu." At this time, a little novice stood in front of her and asked firmly.

"How do you know who I am?" Su Qingyu was slightly surprised, and looked down at the person who was not as tall as himself.

Xiao Shami smiled slyly and said, "The donor doesn't have to ask me how I know where you're from, just know where I'm going to take you." ”

Could it be that the person knew she was coming, so he deliberately asked someone to pick her up?

Su Qingyu was slightly amused, but before she could speak, the little novice suddenly walked forward.

"Where are you going?" She hurriedly followed, but the little novice drilled around like a loach, and in order to prevent losing it, she didn't think too much about it for a while, just stared at the person in front of her.

Unconsciously, there were fewer and fewer people on the road, and the two arrived at a remote courtyard.

Su Qingyu frowned, paused, and looked around vigilantly: "Who are you, why did you bring me here?" ”

Looking at the little novice, she squinted slightly.

The little novice didn't seem to hear it, but walked to the door of the courtyard and respectfully said, "Master, I brought the people." ”

Someone in the courtyard?

At a glance, a huge golden Buddha statue comes into view, surrounded by brightly colored prayer flags, and there is no wind. The incense stick hanging next to the prayer flag was half burned, and the ashes fell to the ground. The lights in front of the Buddha statue fluttered slightly, and it was a little weird in the dimness.

At this time, an old voice of the dragon bell came from the courtyard: "Master Su, the person you want to see today may not be able to see you." ”