Chapter 57 The cruel mother and daughter

When they arrived at Jing'an Temple, the old lady sincerely led everyone to worship. Her original intention was to pray for Song Baoling. She never thought that she would meet a thief on the way, and she prayed even more sincerely to God for the safety of her family.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Is the prince okay?"

A vicissitudes of voice came, and Jun Tingsheng followed the sound and saw his friend Taoist Master Wang Ting walking towards him.

Wang Ting is an accomplished monk of Jing'an Temple. The two of them were fortunate enough to get to know each other many years ago. Although they are very different in age, their views are surprisingly similar.

As a result, the two became close friends.

"Master Wang, I haven't seen you for a few years, but your body still looks strong. Could it be that you drank and ate meat behind the host's back?"

Jun Tingsheng smiled and joked, saying that this is a Buddhist quiet place, and such words should never be said, but the other party was not angry at all.

Wang Ting walked up to him and looked at the people of the Song family who were paying homage. "The Crown Prince is escorting the Song family members today, and he came here specifically to visit me, an old monk."

"It's both. I guess Taoist Wang won't mind."

"The old Taoist is not so narrow-minded, Your Majesty, please feel at ease."

The two of them were joking with each other. Suddenly, Wang Ting turned around and faced Jun Tingsheng: "The Crown Prince left a game of chess that has not yet been played before going on the expedition. It is better to choose a day than to hit it. How about continuing today?"

Seeing that he would not give up easily, Jun Tingsheng looked at Song Baoling who was worshiping, nodded and said: "Okay, please, Master Wang."

The two came to the meditation hall next to them. There was a chess game on the table. Jun Tingsheng stepped forward and took a look, recognizing that it was the chess game he and Wang Ting had not finished playing five years ago.

"Your Majesty, please."

While playing chess, Wang Ting asked a lot about the border war, and Jun Tingsheng told them all truthfully.

When he learned that Jun Tingsheng had defeated Yao's generals without spending a single soldier, Wang Tingzhi praised him for his youth and achievements and liked him even more.

After the service, everyone in the Song family was talking in the courtyard of the temple. Song Baoling sat on the stone bench feeling a little uncomfortable.

She felt that there was turbid air surrounding Jing'an Temple, but she couldn't explain why. She came here to pray for blessings, but she didn't expect that she felt even more uncomfortable.

"Mrs. Song."

When Song Baoling saw an old monk coming, he quickly got up and walked back to his grandmother. When he looked up again, he saw Jun Tingsheng following him.

"Master Wang, it's getting late today. I wonder if I and the children at home can stay overnight?"

Jing'an Temple did not easily allow believers to stay overnight. Wang Ting subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after taking a look at Jun Tingsheng, he changed his mind.

"The old lady is serious. I will arrange a room for the poor monk. You can do whatever you want."

It has to be said that the monks from Jing'an Temple were very fast and cleared out the house in a short time.

Song Baoling followed the monk to his room, but happened to meet Jun Tingsheng at the door, and the two looked at each other inadvertently.

"Ling'er has met the Crown Prince."

Although his father said he was his uncle, Song Baoling always felt that it would be a little strange if he really called Jun Tingsheng 'little uncle'.

Jun Tingsheng felt uncomfortable when he saw her saluting him. He waved his hand for the monk to leave, and then approached the person opposite.

"Ling'er, there is no need to be polite between you and me."

After a pause, Jun Tingsheng added: "I know you don't remember me, but that doesn't mean the days we spent together were fake."

"Ling'er, it doesn't matter even if you don't remember me. From now on, you only need to remember one thing, that is, no matter what happens, I will protect you."

Song Baoling stood there a little at a loss. She could feel the sadness emanating from Jun Tingsheng. Was this... caused by her?

Worried that Song Baoling would avoid him again like before, Jun Tingsheng walked around her and walked into the room after finishing what he wanted to say.

Song Baoling watched him walk into the room, and the next moment she suddenly realized that he was placed next to her.

Thinking of how her father had repeatedly told her to stay away from Jun Tingsheng, but this man kept chasing him all the way, there was no way she could keep away from him anyway.

Here, Song Baozhu sneaked into the Zen room where Li was staying while no one was paying attention.

When Mrs. Li saw her precious daughter, she threw down the scriptures excitedly and said, "Oh, you are finally here. I heard from the monk sweeping the floor that someone came from the Xuanping Hou Mansion, and I guessed that you were among them."

"How about it, has anyone seen you coming here? Don't let anyone find out."

While talking, Mrs. Li stretched out her head to look outside, then closed the door and took Song Baozhu to the table to sit down.

"Pearl, you don't know what kind of life my mother is living here. It's cold in winter and hot in summer. For five years, I've been living in a haze. Sometimes I don't know if I'm still alive..."

Mrs. Li cried to Song Baozhu, who listened quietly and did not reply. After she finished speaking, she patiently comforted her with a few words.

"Mom, actually I came here this time to tell you something."

Song Baozhu looked at her expectant mother and sighed helplessly: "I have reached the age of hairpin, and my grandmother wants to help me find a husband, and the ones she chooses are all sons of high-ranking officials and nobles."

"But the candidate hasn't been decided yet, mother, do you have any suggestions for this?"

Regarding this matter, Li had a plan for a long time, but she never had the chance to tell Song Baozhu.

"Mom has thought about it, you can enter the palace and participate in the draft."

When Song Baozhu heard this, he waved his hands quickly: "No, mother, I can't do it. How can I do something like the draft..."

"Why not?"

Li denied her directly and said: "I have already thought of a way to go back. When I go back, I will start planning your marriage."

"Don't worry, you are my daughter, and I will definitely make you the best among men."

Hearing what she said, Song Baozhu began to feel a little shaken in her heart. If she could really succeed in the audition, she would be a person of high status from now on, and even Song Baoling would be stepped on by her.

"Zhu'er, there's one more thing."

Li suddenly grabbed Song Baozhu's hand and said, "Song Baoling, that little bitch, can't let her go back alive."

!!!

As soon as these words came out, Song Baozhu's head buzzed, "Mom, you mean to make her..."

Mrs. Li nodded seriously and gritted her teeth: "She must die here. Once we let her go back alive, how will our second wife ever make a comeback?"

Song Baozhu naturally knew this, but if she wanted to kill Song Baoling, she really couldn't bear the consequences.

What if it doesn’t work?

"Mom, Jun Tingsheng is also here today. With him here, I'm afraid it won't be easy to do anything."

Li Shi sneered disapprovingly, "I'm just a young boy, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Don't worry, you only need to lead Song Baoling to the back of the temple tomorrow morning, and leave the rest to me."

After hearing this, Song Baozhu was still a little hesitant, but when she thought that Song Baoling might become a stumbling block on her way to the draft in the future, she was moved again.

"Okay, I'll listen to my mother."
Chapter completed!