However, the monks are "tolerant and generous", but they don't care much anymore, so their speculation is completely empty, it's really a pity~

Yan Yun'er walked beside the second aunt, wanting to say something, or wanting to ask something, but thinking of the people around her, she opened her mouth and took back what she wanted to say.

She turned her head and whispered to Yan Zhuo next to her.

"Sister, what do you think about this matter?"

"Those who are clear are self-purifying, and those who are turbid are self-turbid. ”

Yan Zhuo walked on his own, and spit out cold eight words in his mouth.

"Well, what my sister said is very true, I also believe in my aunt, the pure self-purifying. ”

Her expression was a little cheerful, and the words she said seemed to be a complete agreement with Yan Zhuo, and even more so showed her concern and trust for her aunt.

As soon as these words came out, some confused people immediately nodded.

That is, if you look at the eldest lady and the second lady, they both think that the second aunt is "self-purifying", how can she have anything to do with the gangsters?

Qing Dai on the side pouted, these two young ladies were too despicable, between the words, they actually misinterpreted a trace of the young lady, and pulled the young lady into the water, and she was about to open her mouth to speak in an instant.

Yan Zhuo shook her finger, Xing Zi pulled her again, and she closed her mouth.

Of course, some people who understand right and wrong have also seen the second lady's caution, however, they don't think there is anything wrong with this, their own mother, if they don't support themselves, who can help others?

On the contrary, because of this, the second lady also left a good impression of kindness and filial piety in their hearts.

Do such people know right from wrong?

To put it bluntly, their right and wrong are nothing more than narrow right and wrong in their own minds? How can they distinguish between true right and wrong, real right and wrong? How can they embark on the road of a bright future?

It doesn't matter if a person is crooked, if the heart is crooked, if the mind is crooked, then there is something hopeless.

"Donor, please open the door!"

Mrs. Yan's room is in front of you.

A different monk stepped forward and knocked on the door again.

It's just that this time the difference is that when they knocked on the door, the lights were already on in the house, presumably the previous movement had already woken up the people in the house.

A maid came to answer the door.

"Donor, there are villains who go deep into the temple at night, I wonder if you can see it?"

"No...... Never. ”

The maid shook her head, panic flashed in her eyes, but she hurriedly lowered her head, as if she was a little afraid to look at people.

"Donor?"

The monk was surprised and asked, "If the donor has something, please tell the poor monk completely." ”

When the maid heard this, she became even more determined, "Thank you for the kindness of the master, but I haven't seen any villains." ”

"So, can you let the poor monk enter the house and search it?"

The monk let go of his body again, revealing the people behind him, "In order to ensure the safety of everyone in the temple, the poor monk found all the way here." ”

"This ......"

This maid also saw everyone.

She hurriedly gave a salute, "The slave maid has seen the eldest lady, the second miss, and the second aunt." ”

Yan Zhuo nodded, "What about my mother?"

The maid looked at Yan Zhuo, and then at the monk standing outside the door, but she didn't say anything.

Yan Zhuo's expression was a little anxious, she hurriedly walked a few steps and walked up the steps, "What about Madame?"

"Madame......"

The answer was still hesitant.

Yan Zhuo was in a hurry, so he bypassed the maid who was blocking and the monk who was asking, and pushed towards the door next to him, and the door was pushed open in an instant.

The yellow candlelight reflected everything inside the house and the outside clearly.

Another gust of wind struck, and the curtain was lifted, revealing the back of a man. The man was wearing a dark yellow robe inside, but on the outside, it was a red robe with golden light.

The wind fell, but the corners of the clothes were still exposed.

Yan Zhuo froze in place, motionless.

And Yan Yun'er and the second aunt, who had also walked up the steps, were happy in their eyes.

Yan Yun'er shouted in a lost voice, "Then, isn't that the host?"

As she spoke, she seemed to be startled, and her body staggered, but she revealed more scenes in the room to the people below.

"Really?"

The news was so shocking that everyone gathered around to see what it was.

The monk at the door also grew his mouth and watched intently. He also rubbed his eyes, for fear that he was dazzled.

"That dress, it looks like it's the host!"

Someone shouted!

"Why did the host appear in Mrs. Yan's room in the middle of the night?"

As someone shouted this sentence, everyone looked at each other, but they couldn't say a word anymore.

The night is like ink, the lights are dim, and lonely men and widows are in the same room...... How much of a reverie this evokes?!

Even if the host is a virtuous and respected monk, he is also a real man, how can Mrs. Yan, as a married woman, receive ...... in the middle of the night?!

Everyone couldn't help but look at the fast room where the Zhenguo Gong lived in the distance, and sighed. turned his gaze to the eldest lady with a stunned face, I don't know what the eldest lady feels like in her heart at this time?

Alas!

This matter can't help but involve the face of the Zhenguo Mansion, and it has also taken the reputation of a thousand-year-old temple, the two of them are confused!

"Sister," Yan Yun'er bit her lip, her eyes were very worried, and she gently pulled Yan Zhuo next to her.

Yan Zhuo turned his head in a daze, looked at her, and said nothing.

"Sister, what if everyone misunderstood?"

Yan Zhuo's eyes instantly swelled with hope, and he looked at the people more vividly.

"Yes, yes!"

She said quietly, her eyes wandering, as if convincing herself.

When everyone saw the posture of the eldest lady, they felt even more pity in their hearts. In the future, this eldest lady, but how to deal with herself, how to stay in this town and country's mansion? I'm afraid, the identity of this eldest daughter will also be lost, alas......

"Mother, mother!"

Yan Zhuo straightened up and bent down, and shouted repeatedly, his voice full of hope.

She stood firmly on the threshold, as if she did not dare to enter, for fear of facing the scene that would embarrass her even more.

The people in the temple also looked incredulous and incredulous.

They finally found the host, but the host has been staying here??

This......

This really made their minds a little explosive, and they also stood in place, motionless, and no one spoke.

In the house, no one replied for a long time.

The mother who has always loved her so much, at this moment, she is letting her shout, and she is uncomfortable, and there is no echo at all.

I'm afraid, madam, ah, no, I may not be able to call her that in the future, I never thought that now this matter will be discovered by my own children, and it is really a matter of the world, but she still has to blame herself for all this?