Chu Mengdie and his party were left behind by Xiaohu Juechen's carriage and drove away arrogantly.
A group of people were left stunned, crying without tears. The carriage was gone. Should they go up the mountain or back down the mountain?
Chu Mengdie was trembling with anger, but she had no choice. Mu Yueqi's status was much nobler than hers. She seemed to be the only princess in Chutian. Eight years ago, there was a fire in the Mei Pavilion, and her mother lost power, and so did she.
She lost attention. If she hadn't still had some use value, she might have been left in a corner to fend for herself...
Thinking of Xiaohu's beautiful face and noble status, Chu Mengdie's eyes were full of jealousy and cruelty. Why did she get all the good things in the world? Why could she be so arrogant and arrogant...
The heart that was eaten by jealousy and hatred slowly changed color at this moment...
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Xiaohu and his party had arrived at the 'Jingyouyuan' before evening. The host inside was similar to what Xiaohu had imagined. He was a big monk with a large string of Buddhist beads around his neck. He looked very much like that. Xiaohu and his party
People were arranged in the backyard. There was supposed to be a sutra chanting tonight, but considering Xi Yueqin's health, Xiaohu declined and helped Xi Yueqin go to the backyard to rest early.
As dusk fell, Xiaohu and the others ate some vegetarian food and then went back to their rooms. This was a quiet place, and they were very quiet.
The silver moon was shining in the sky. Xiaohu and Xi Yueqin were in the same room. A faint silver light shone on the bed. Xi Yueqin was sleeping soundly, but even a pregnant woman couldn't bear the bumps. She was really tired all the way down, not to mention Xi Yueqin.
Yueqin's delicate body.
But the little fox was no longer sleepy. Looking at the crescent moon like a silver hook, the little fox sighed softly. She did not forget that today was the 15th night. She originally planned to visit the palace, but now she could only face the moon.
Daydream...
I always felt a little regretful. Xiaohu was not particularly familiar with this strange emotion. Maybe it was the identity of the mysterious boy that attracted her, or maybe it was the fact that he sacrificed his life to save her that made her remember him. In short, one mark is eight
Year.
After tossing and turning, the little fox couldn't sleep, so he got up and tiptoed out the door. This "Jingyouyuan" was so quiet at night, and everywhere was filled with the smell of sandalwood. It was indeed a blessed place for monks.
After killing so many people in the previous life, can a few kowtows in the temple alleviate the sin?
The little fox smiled self-deprecatingly. When people live in this world, what is good and what is not good? It doesn’t matter whether it is fair or unfair. If you don’t kill someone, you will be killed. In such a living environment, if you want to live
, you must become stronger.
Simply, Mu Xiaohu's conscience has not been corroded by the darkness, and she still has a beating hot heart. Suddenly her chest feels hot, and she thinks of Huo Yun and Mao'er, her best comrades, how are they doing now?
A man was walking in the courtyard with candles lit, and walked all the way to the lobby in front. There was a golden Buddha there. The little fox saw it when he came. Those who offered incense were kneeling there and worshiping the Buddha.
, please sign...
Taking advantage of the darkness, Xiao Hu shrugged her shoulders. In the quiet night, how about she also draw a lot about 'destiny'...
Only when there is no one around can Xiaohu dare to leave her fate to the sky. When daytime comes, she, Mu Xiaohu, will still be the same Mu Xiaohu...
There were very few people along the way, and there were only a few insects chirping occasionally.
At the entrance of the lobby, before Xiao Hu walked in, a sudden burst of whispering conversation reached Xiao Hu's ears...
"Donor, come to this 'Jingyouyuan' in the middle of the night to find someone?"
This voice sounded a little profound, but there was a sense of stability on the old forehead. With the sharp ears of a young fox, he immediately recognized the voice of the old host.
"Yes...!" Then a calm male voice sounded. This man seemed to respect the old host, and his tone was not harsh.
"Since the benefactor has love in his heart, why don't he let go of his obsessions for her? Some things in this world are far more important than hatred... As the saying goes, you can put down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately!"
Xiaohu listened to the old host's calm voice, and the corners of her mouth twitched. Yaya, what are you talking about for a long time? Her head felt dizzy after hearing it. Who on earth were she talking to? She didn't sleep in the middle of the night.
, and for a night owl like her, she can actually hire an old host. It’s not easy, not simple...
The little fox stepped lightly and moved slowly towards the door of the hall. Except for the big golden Buddha who was smiling brightly at him, the little fox couldn't see anyone else. He should be talking to one side. This voice
It came from the hall.
"Some people are destined to live for hatred. Thank you, Master Tianchan, for your guidance. The Silver Face Society will keep it in mind!"
The little fox had just moved twice when he heard the cold voice of the man. As for what the hatred was, the little fox didn't have the curiosity to pry into it. Don't get into unnecessary trouble. She just
I’m curious who is the person who stayed up late at night and kept the host company?
But when Xiao Hu heard the word 'silver face', his body trembled slightly, and he naturally thought of the young man with silver face and blue eyes. Because he didn't know his name at first, Xiao Hu gave him a title,
It's the 'silver face'.
At this moment, he frowned, stopped hiding, and strode towards the hall...
Xiaohu stepped in, and saw a man dressed in black standing with his back facing him. Director Tianchan had left through the side door at some point, leaving only this man in black.
Because his back was to Xiaohu, he couldn't see the front, but this man was slender and cold and arrogant. At this moment, his whole body exuded a sense of loneliness. It was not particularly strong, but strangely, Xiaohu could feel it.
arrived.
Xiaohu was actually very anxious, Yaya, who is this man? Can you turn your face?
"Cough...cough!"
Xiaohu snorted, cleared her throat deliberately, and coughed a few times. The man still stood there motionless, with his back to her.
The corner of Xiaohu's mouth twitched, you look so damn good facing a wall, and such a big living person is standing behind you, and you don't even have the slightest reaction?
"Hey! Can you get out? Don't delay my drawing of lots? I don't like to be disturbed...!"
Xiaohu said in a bad tone. She didn't want others to disturb her when she was drawing lots, so she took this opportunity to kick him out. Didn't she happen to see what he looked like? Such curiosity...
The man seemed to know what Xiaohu was thinking. He shrugged his shoulders and said with a cold voice mixed with a smile, "If you want to know who I am, just tell me. Why beat around the bush?"
When the voice sounded, the man slowly turned around. Xiaohu was about to sarcastically reply, but when he saw the turned face, he was suddenly startled, "Is that you?"
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Thanks for sending me gold medals, red envelopes, and flowers to Xiaomo! Dear friends, I’m so touched... woo woo...
I’ll get off work tonight! I can’t write any more, it’s 3 o’clock!