Chapter 49: Return of Glory (3)
When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone brightly into the meditation room, the girl was still asleep on the bed.
What woke up the sleeping girl was the bright sunshine and the maids who were busy with the girl.
In the bamboo forest outside the temple, unlike the previous tranquility, a slender man drove a carriage speeding past and stopped at the gate of the temple.
After the carriage had stopped, the man stepped out of the carriage and stood in front of the steps of the temple, waiting for the maiden to appear.
After Su Nuan heard the movement outside the door, she opened the door of the temple and looked around to check the situation outside the door.
When Su Nuan saw Xiao Luobai's slender figure, he instantly understood everything, and then closed the door, walked to the meditation room, and went to find Mo Shengge.
At this time, Mo Shengge, under the careful service of Nian Tao and Yun Zhu, had finished dressing up, as if he had changed into the clothes of those princesses in the palace.
After Su Nuan walked into the meditation room, after seeing that Mo Shengge had been freshened up and dressed, he saluted Mo Shengge in a proper manner, and reported to Mo Shengge the situation outside the door.
"Princess, the regent is driving the carriage and has stopped at the gate of the temple, waiting for the princess to leave. In the hands of the regent, he still holds the emperor's decree and waits for the princess's decree. ”
After Mo Shengge listened to Su Nuan's words, he asked Su Nuan to get up and retreat to the door, Mo Shengge handed his hand to Nian Tao, got up with Nian Tao's support, and walked outside the meditation room.
As soon as Mo Shengge stood at the door of the meditation room, he saw Fucha Qingyu sitting at the round table, leisurely drinking tea.
During the past five years, Fucha Qingyu came to this Jingyin Temple almost every day, so that Mo Shengge gradually became familiar with Fucha Qingyu, and Mo Shengge couldn't help but ridicule Fucha Qingyu.
"Uncle's little life was quite nourishing, and not long after the sun rose in the east, my uncle was drinking tea leisurely here. The niece sees that the uncle is so idle, why don't the uncle go back to the palace with the niece and meet the father and the emperor together, what does the uncle think of the niece's proposal? ”
Fucha Qingyu buried so many hidden dangers for her, pitted her so many times, she didn't pit Fucha Qingyu once, she was sorry for the losses she suffered in Fucha Qingyu.
After Fucha Qingyu listened to Mo Shengge's words, he always felt that Mo Shengge was playing tricks on him, and there was something wrong, but he couldn't say that there was anything wrong.
Fucha Qingyu put down the teacup in his hand, turned to face Mo Shengge, with a playful smile in his eyes, and looked at the four masters and servants of Mo Shengge.
"To tell you the truth, I really don't want to go back to the palace to meet your father. But just let the four of you follow Xiao Luobai back to the palace, and your grandfather is not at ease. If this is calculated, I will have to reluctantly send you back to the palace. ”
Fucha Qingyu has always been a person with a knife mouth and a tofu heart. Obviously, he was very worried about Mo Shengge, but the words he said were very ugly.
Where would Mo Shengge not know that Fucha Qingyu's duplicity, Mo Shengge smiled and raised the palms of his hands to invite Fucha Qingyu to walk ahead.
Fucha Qingyu understood the meaning of Mo Shengge, and then stood up, turned to face the gate of the temple, walked towards the gate of the temple, and opened the gate of the temple.
The four masters and servants of Mosheng Ge saw Fucha Qingyu walking towards the gate of the temple, and then followed behind Fucha Qingyu and walked towards the gate of the temple.
As soon as Fucha Qingyu stepped out of the gate of the temple, he found Xiao Luobai standing in front of the carriage, quietly waiting for Mo Shengge to appear.
"Hasn't the regent always been honorable? How could he have time to stand at the gate of this silent temple, obediently waiting for the appearance of Xiaguan's niece and welcoming Xiaguan's niece back to the palace? ”
Fucha Qingyu has always been at odds with Xiao Luobai, even if Xiao Luobai is Mo Shengge's future husband, he wants to damage Xiao Luobai well, so that Xiao Luobai can't please him.
Regarding Fucha Qingyu's provocation, Xiao Luobai wanted to go back to the past, but Fucha Qingyu was Mo Shengge's uncle and his future elder, so he could only choose to endure it as much as possible and give Fucha Qingyu a face.
Mo Shengge heard it in the temple, after Fucha Qingyu teased Xiao Luobai, he immediately stood not far from the gate with the support of Yunzhu and Niantao, listening to the mutual scolding of Fucha Qingyu and Xiao Luobai.
Su Nuan followed behind Mo Shengge, and saw that Mo Shengge stopped walking with the support of Yunzhu and Nian Tao, and she stopped with Mo Shengge.
After the four of them stopped, Xiao Luobai's small voice came from the gate of the temple, allowing the four masters and servants of Mo Shengge to hear it clearly.
"If it were someone else, this king would naturally not have the spare time, and would be willing to go to this quiet temple and spend his time to welcome someone back to the palace. But in this silent temple, the people who have practiced for the people for five years are the king's unfinished concubine, the king's beloved, and the king naturally has to come to greet him in person, and the king's regent princess returns to the palace. ”
Xiao Luobai said his words sonorously and forcefully, as if Fucha Qingyu couldn't find the mistakes in his words.
After listening to Xiao Luobai's words, Fucha Qingyu hooked up a penetrating smile on the corner of his lips, looked at Xiao Luobai's confident appearance with some playfulness, and mocked Xiao Luobai verbally.
"Oh? The lower official didn't know that the prince had admired the niece of the lower official for a long time, and asked the emperor to marry the prince and the niece of the lower official. However, what makes Xia Guan extremely curious is where Xia Guan's niece is outstanding, so that the prince can look at Xia Guan's niece differently? ”
In Fucha Qingyu's heart, Mo Shengge, as his only niece and his sister's only child, is naturally extremely good, and no one is worthy of Mo Shengge.
Even if Xiao Luobai, as the regent, admires Mosheng Ge, Fucha Qingyu still doesn't look down on Xiao Luobai.
Mo Shengge listened to Fucha Qingyu's words, and always felt that it didn't sound like a good word, and patted Nian Tao and Yunzhu with his hand, and then led the two of them to the gate.
And Su Nuan did not leave the ground inch by inch, followed Mo Shengge and his party to the gate of the temple.
"Ge'er is just in the courtyard, and what my uncle said means, isn't Ge'er not good enough? Does my uncle mean that Ge'er is not worthy of an excellent man? ”
While talking to Fucha Qingyu, Mo Shengge looked at Fucha Qingyu with resentful eyes, as if Fucha Qingyu was saying one more word, she immediately turned around and went in to complain to the old man Fucha, saying that he, who was an uncle, bullied her.
Fucha Qingyu felt that when Mo Shengge looked at him with resentful eyes, he instantly felt that there was an indescribable cold current coming towards his whole body.
After thinking for a while, Fucha Qingyu hurriedly asked Mo Shengge to walk down the steps and walk in front of the carriage, so that Mo Shengge and the others could quickly board the carriage.
After Nian Tao, Yun Zhu and Su Nuan boarded the carriage in turn, the three of them supported Mo Shengge on the carriage, so that Mo Shengge could use his strength to board the carriage.
Fucha Qingyu stood behind Mo Shengge and assisted Mo Shengge to board the carriage. Fucha Qingyu assisted Mo Shengge to board the carriage, while still thinking about it.
"My little aunt, board the carriage and go back to your palace. If your grandfather knows that I speak ill of you behind your back, it's no wonder that your grandfather doesn't settle accounts with me! ”
After Mo Shengge boarded the carriage, supported by the three maids, and walked into the carriage of the carriage, Fucha Qingyu and Xiao Luobai, who were still facing each other, boarded the carriage in turn.
Xiao Luobai skimmed Fucha Qingyu, who was sitting on the side, and after a glance, he drove the carriage in the direction of the palace.
After Xiao Luobai started the carriage, Mo Shengge, who was sitting in the carriage, reluctantly looked at the Jingyin Temple that was gradually moving away, lifted the curtains, and no longer looked at the Jingyin Temple.
Fucha Qingyu is not like Mo Shengge, reluctantly looking at Jingyin Temple, anyway, his prime minister's mansion is outside the palace, if he wants to visit the old man Fucha, he can come and see it at any time.
After a while, the carriage drove into the main gate of the palace. Mo Kongruo, Wulanararuo and Mo Shenglan, father and daughter, came to the gate of the palace early in the morning to welcome Mo Shengge's triumphant return.
After Xiao Luobai stopped the carriage, he immediately jumped out of the carriage with Fucha Qingyu, stood on both sides of the carriage, and waited for Mo Shengge to get out of the carriage.
After feeling the carriage stop, Nian Tao, Su Nuan and Yun Zhu walked out of the carriage in turn according to their order, standing on both sides of the carriage, and greeted Mo Shengge.
After Mo Shengge saw the three of them and stepped off the carriage in turn, he stepped out of the carriage, and with the support of Nian Tao and Yunzhu, he stepped out of the carriage and stood firm on the flat ground.
After confirming that Mo Shengge got out of the carriage, Xiao Luobai walked up to the prince and handed the holy decree written by Mo Kongruo yesterday to the prince beside Mo Kongruo, who read out Mo Kongruo's holy decree.
Mo Kongruo motioned to the prince to take it, and Xiao Luobai handed him the holy decree, which was read by the prince later.
After obtaining Mo Kongruo's consent, the prince took this holy decree tremblingly, and took the holy decree in his own hands.