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"Miss, good manners, why did you come to see the old lady?" Forsythia carried the light boat, and the master and servant walked towards the courtyard of the ten thousand mothers.

These days, because Wan Chongshan is injured, he has been recuperating in the East Courtyard, Wan Zi'an also went to visit with Mingxiang, but was ordered by Wan Chongshan to stop outside the house, and never let them in, Wan Zi'an has no legs and feet inconvenience, and has never visited Dongyuan again.

Hearing the sound of forsythia, Qingzhou came back to her senses, she lowered her eyelashes slightly, and said; "I'm going to beg the old lady to allow me to go to the temple to practice and pray for the blessings of ten thousand families."

Listening to Qingzhou's words, Forsythia was shocked and couldn't help but say; "Miss, what nonsense are you talking about? Why do you want to live in the temple? ”

Qingzhou's heart was sour and cold, and he only felt that the huge Wanfu had no place for himself at all. She was silent for a moment before she spoke; "Forsythia, these days, first my husband broke his leg, and now my uncle is seriously injured, and there have been accidents one after another, and my grandmother is also planning to send someone to the temple to pray for blessings, so let's go."

"Miss, the days in the temple are hard, you can go easily, but this will ..... in the future" Forsythia was anxious, although he knew Qingzhou's current situation, since Mingxiang entered the mansion, Qingzhou's days in Wanfu have become more and more sad, not only Wanmu and Ning's have never put her in their eyes, even Wan Zi'an and Mingxiang have been unable to get along with her many times, her life in Wanjia is difficult, although Wanzhongshan can maintain her, but the identity of the two is like this, his maintenance is precisely to harm Qingzhou, making her situation more difficult.

Qingzhou understood the meaning of Forsythia, in the future, if Mingxiang gave birth to a child, there would be no place for her in this ten thousand mansions, but that was fine.

"Miss, I know, you are actually for Master Hou." Forsythia saw that Qingzhou had been silent, and suddenly spit out a sentence.

Qingzhou was stunned when he heard this, and raised his hand to cover her mouth.

Forsythia took a step back, her eyes full of sadness, and she looked at the light boat like that, and said; "Slaves and maids actually understand, you don't dare to stay in Wanfu, you are just afraid, these days when Hou Ye is seriously injured, you cry alone every night, you care about him, but you don't dare to see him, you go to the temple to practice, it is also for Hou Ye, you want to stay away from Hou Ye, you are afraid of hurting him."

Forsythia's words, only what she said Qingzhou was sad and unbearable, her voice trembled, and she shouted very softly; "Forsythia, don't say any more."

"Miss!" Forsythia has to be persuaded again.

"Since you know everything, you know it in your heart, right?" Qingzhou's eyes were like water, looking at Forsythia's eyes, Forsythia saw her like this, she only felt sad in her heart, only nodded and said; "Slaves and maids understand."

Qingzhou smiled slightly, she didn't say anything, just turned around and walked towards Wan Mu's yard, after seeing Wan Mu, to make her mind clear, Wan Mu didn't think too much about it, she agreed, and let her personal grandmother go down to arrange, pack up her luggage, prepare to get off the carriage and horses, and send Qingzhou out of the house.

Although Wanzhongshan was seriously injured this time, since returning to Beijing, the emperor sent the imperial doctor to come to diagnose and treat it, and rewarded a variety of precious medicinal materials, coupled with the attentive service of the whole house, Wanzhongshan itself has a good foundation, and after a few days of recuperation, the injury has slowly healed, and he has been able to get out of bed in these days.

When Wen Minyi came in with the medicine bowl, he saw that Wanzhong Mountain had already risen, and Wen Minyi looked at it and persuaded softly; "Second master, although the imperial doctor said that your current injuries have healed, you still need to recuperate, you still go back to bed to rest, and let the concubine serve you with medicine."

Wan Chongshan shook his head, took the medicine bowl from Wen Minyi's hand, and did not let anyone serve it, but as soon as he raised his head, he drank all the bitter medicinal juice, Wen Minyi watched him finish drinking, and hurriedly took the tea from the maid's hand, and served Wan Chongshan to rinse his mouth.

"Master Hou, madam, the young master and aunt are here, asking to see Master Hou." The maid hurriedly came and saluted Wan Chongshan and Wen Minyi.

Wen Minyi motioned for the maid to step back, and she said to her husband; "Second master, you haven't seen Zi'an for a while, why don't you let him bring in the newly asked aunt and grandmother and ask you to say goodbye?"

Wan Chongshan frowned and whispered two words; "Nope."

"Yes." Seeing this, Wen Minyi didn't dare to say anything anymore.

There was silence in the room.

"Have you ever been here these days?" Wan Chongshan suddenly opened his mouth and asked.

Wen Minyi's heart tightened, and after thinking about it, she told her husband the truth, "The second master has been injured these days, and the concubine has not told you about it, and she ..... in Qingzhou."

"What's wrong with her?" Wan Chongshan raised his eyes and looked at Wen Minyi.

"She begged her mother and went to Xiyan Temple to practice, saying that she wanted to pray for our family." Wen Minyi's voice was so soft that she almost didn't dare to look at her husband.

"Go to the temple to practice?" Wan Chongshan's voice was low, and his eyebrows were twisted into a "Sichuan" character.

"My mother also thinks that our Wanjia is indeed not peaceful these days, so I let her go." Wen Minyi's voice was gentle, and she spoke slowly.

Wan Chongshan didn't make a sound, thinking of the light boat, and suddenly felt worried.

The days in the temple are quiet and bitter, Qingzhou and Forsythia live in a remote courtyard, accompanied by the ancient Buddha with green lanterns every day, although the days are hard, but Qingzhou has a quiet temperament, and there is no need to face the humiliation of Wan Zi'an and Mingxiang in the temple, and the pickiness of Wan Mu and Ning's family, for her, it is content.

This night, Forsythia brought hot water for the light boat, and after serving the light boat to wash, before she left the Zen courtyard, she saw a figure standing at the door of the courtyard.

Forsythia was shocked, and by the moonlight, he saw his face clearly, and immediately lost his voice; "Master Hou?"

Wan Chongshan took a step, and when he passed by Forsythia, he never stopped.

Forsythia looked at his back, and was about to call him, but thinking of Qingzhou's situation, she really couldn't bear to watch Qingzhou's good years disappear in this cold temple, she was confused, and after thinking for a long time, she gritted her teeth and hurriedly guarded the gate of the courtyard, not letting anyone in.

Qingzhou loosened her long hair, she had changed her bedclothes, her clothes were wide, but she still couldn't hide her graceful figure, she was just about to go to bed, she heard a footstep outside the house, she was stunned, and called; "Forsythia, is that you?"

The footsteps stopped.

After a long time, I heard a soft sound, and someone opened the door, revealing a tall and straight figure.

The moment she saw Wanzhong Mountain, the blood on Qingzhou's body seemed to be coagulated, and her face lost all the color of blood, and she just stood there, looking at him in a daze.

Wan Chongshan approached her, looking at her face, almost unbearable, he grabbed her waist, took her into his arms, and kissed her without saying anything.

Qingzhou's body was very cold, very soft, leaning on his arms like a boneless, and when she came back to her senses, Fang Jue had invaded every beauty between her lips like a siege of the city, she whimpered, and when Wan Chongshan finally let go of her lips, her eyes were full of tears, and she shouted sadly; "Uncle...."

"Call me Chongshan." Wan Chongshan tightened his hand slightly, thinking about her day and night, until he hugged her like this and held her firmly in his arms, and his heart was calm.

Qingzhou shook his head, his heart was both sad and sour, and he couldn't shout "heavy mountain" no matter what.

"Thousands of years of infamy, eternal sins, I will bear it alone, Chen Qingzhou, I don't care who you are, I just want you." Wan Chongshan's eyes were blood-red, and he stared at Qingzhou's eyes, each of which was clear and powerful, and only people could hear it clearly.

Every word hit Qingzhou's heart, and her heart ached, and her tears were fluttering.

Wan Chongshan kissed away those tears, and he hugged her in his arms again, his kiss was domineering and affectionate, only making Qingzhou unable to parry, let alone resisting.

When she came back to her senses, she had already let him press on the bed, and Qingzhou's heart flashed with panic, she struggled against his chest, and spit out a few words with difficulty; "Uncle.... Please.... Don't...."

"Give it to me, Qingzhou." Wan Chongshan's voice was hoarse and low, he looked at the woman under him, his eyes were as black as the night sky, and as soon as he finished speaking, he sank down, suffocating demand.

Qingzhou lay under him, the man stopped her weak struggle in one fell swoop, Qingzhou only felt breathless, and her body was getting softer and softer.......