Zhao Yunzhu watched Fan Yingying leave with everyone, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she pulled Zhao Tianyu and asked, "Is King Xiang also in Foguang Temple today?" ”

Zhao Tianyu stuffed the hand warmer that had just gone to the backyard to change the new carbon into Zhao Yunzhu's hand, and replied with some surprise: "How do you know?" It was from him that the fire was forged. ”

Then he said as if he had figured it out: "Today is the sacrifice day of the Yuan Queen, and not many people remember it." ”

Then he said a little improperly: "I didn't expect Zhuzhu to care about him so much, but you like it so much." ”

Zhao Yunzhu couldn't help but want to roll her eyes.

Fan Yingying can come to Foguang Temple so diligently, if it weren't for Xiao Yanhao's presence, she wouldn't believe it.

She could see that the maid beside Fan Yingying left from the corner fifty meters away, and came in through the gate on this side, but she was searching.

And at this time, she was completely sure that Xiao Yanhao was set in a corner of Houzen.

After seeing the maid quietly lying in Fan Yingying's ear, the smile on the corner of Fan Yingying's mouth was very happy, and Zhao Yunzhu didn't want to understand it so thoroughly.

"I can't guess your unconcealed face." Zhao Yunzhu walked out with the hand warmer.

However, the end of September was the festival day of the Yuan Hou, and she really forgot about it.

This time, I remembered that Zhao Yunzhu passed away in the original text, and the old lady and Mrs. Hou went to Foguang Temple on this day to set up a tablet for her, and Zhao Yanran was also in the accompanying team.

On the way to Houzen to listen to the Buddha, I met Xiao Yanhao, and the two said a lot of thoughtful words because of Zhao Yunzhu, and Xiao Yanhao even put incense on Zhao Yunzhu.

It was also on this day that Fan Yingying, who came in a hurry, bumped into the two of them getting along alone, and chatted happily with each other, and since then Fan Yingying has regarded Zhao Yanran as a thorn in the flesh......

She was so carefree that she gradually forgot that she was a character who should have been a dog.

Yes......

My plot, you are really unrecognizable.

"Miss, there should be a prayer tree in front of you." Sanqi saw a tree with a red ribbon pop up and immediately shouted excitedly, the pair of bright apricot eyes shining.

Although Zhao Yunzhu doesn't believe in the saying that the Spirit Tree can fulfill his wishes, this is all here, how can he be willing to leave without looking at it.

As soon as I walked through the Wanghai Pavilion, I saw the person in the fluttering black clothes standing under the prayer tree and looking up at the top of the tree, dragging a red satin in his hand.

Zhao Yunzhu turned his head to look at Zhao Tianyu violently, but saw Zhao Tianyu's eyes light up, and grinned: "Hey, why did King Xiang come here, he actually believes this." ”

Hmph, you just pretend you......

Why are people who are supposed to be in Houzen running here, you can think of what is going on with your toes.

"Lord Wang?"

Before Zhao Yunzhu stepped forward, he saw Fan Yingying, who was supposed to go to Houzen to listen to the Buddha, hurriedly running towards Xiao Yanhao with her skirt.

Oh~ Which good show is this?

Fan Yingying was dressed in a plain yarn embroidered long skirt like a green lotus, slim and elegant, standing beside Xiao Yanhao and waiting to be released.

Shy and lovely, shy and lovely.

It's a man who should be excited, right......

Xiao Yanhao's gaze swept over Fan Yingying with condensation, and turned his eyes to the side......

It's over!

She should have hid and watched......

With her white moonlight, how could that white lotus flower still enter Xiao Yanhao's eyes.

Zhao Yunzhu wanted to cry without tears.

Take a deep breath and watch the cannon fodder characters prepare to enter with the light on their heads......