MTL - The Devious First-Daughter-Chapter 657 Wu Yao’s Buddhist Temple

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It’s not just the Muling County owner who hates Ningxueyan. There is also a person who hates Ningxue, hates teeth, or can say that it’s not just gnashing teeth. She simply wants to bite the meat of Ningxue and drink her. Blood...

Yamoqin was ashamed and angry and left the piano line and returned to the government.

When she arrived at the gate of the government, she thought about it. The carriage turned a corner directly and went to the second house of her second wife, Wu Yao. For this second, Yamoqin always felt that the temperament was very elegant, even the aunt in the palace. They don’t have their own enthusiasm to get good temperament, but they are also understanding.

Not like my aunt, arbitrarily special, obviously know that I like cousin, cousin and myself are also grown up, but they are still dismantling themselves, in order to the overall situation, they will give up the right position, even for a Ningqing fan The last position of the side can not be allowed.

Yamoqin felt extremely unwilling.

Now she got this fame, isn’t it because her aunt’s willingness to go? However, my grandfather actually agreed with her aunt’s thoughts and made herself into this way.

Yamoqin will not find faults from himself. This will lead to a reason to look for reasons from Yagui and Yatai. I only think that if they were not for the Ningqing fan, they would not fall into the dumb saying. To the extent that it is not so ridiculed today.

The heart burst into flames, and I didn’t have the heart to go back to the government to say anything to my grandfather. Anyway, Ning Xueyan entered the music house, and he also went to the main body of Muling County. The former Min County Wang Shizi was different from Ningxue. Even the faintly interesting Suining snow smoke, the Muling County owner will certainly hate the anger.

The mood of Muling County to Wen Xueran is not a secret in the aristocratic family.

I can't think of the Muling County lord who wanted to marry Wen Xueran, but he had to marry his cousin, but he didn’t even have a name on his side. Yamoqin was uncomfortable with himself and Yu Mingyu. The county lord is also extremely disrespectful. He only feels that if she is not in the way, she will not be able to become a cousin, and her own affairs will be gone.

"Where is the aunt?" With a subtle anger, Yamo Qin got out of the carriage and entered Wu's house and came to Wu Yao's inner court.

Compared with the ordinary house, Wu Yao’s outer court is not big, and her status does not allow her to have an oversized yard. So after entering the house, Yamoqin entered the house and did not take long. The inner court.

A stewardess from Wufu, who saw Yamoqin coming over, hurriedly greeted him: "Mrs. is now in the temple, the big girl is waiting outside for a while, and the slave will immediately inform the lady."

"When I want to inform you, I will go and see for myself. My aunt is also true. What happened this time, I still fell in love with the temple. It’s all about the old and the old, like the grandmother’s age." Yamoqin Road, turned and went in the other direction.

This time, Wufu started construction and built a Buddhist temple. She knew that it was on the northwest corner of the courtyard where Wu Yao lived. It was a bit biased, and it was far from Wu Yao’s yard. I don’t know what the aunt thought. Actually, it is so clear that Yamoqin can't figure it out.

On this day, even the person who has been thinking about Yamoqin’s mind has been ignoring Wu Yao’s body. It is as if Wu Yao’s is not right, as if overnight, Wu Yao’s whole person is gloomy, and the feeling of the person is completely complete. Different, but specifically when, Yamoqin can't think of it.

It seems to be the time when the cousin went out. But how much does this have to do with the aunt? It’s hard to be a mother, because I’m so troubled, so I’m so depressed, the whole person doesn’t even have a smile?

With this in mind, Yamoqin felt more and more that Wu Yao and himself were close to each other, and that they had something to do. Even their own mothers did not worry about themselves. The aunt could do this for herself, how to prevent her from moving. I also feel that my aunt is really loving her.

Unlike mothers, fathers and grandfathers, what they are, there is no idea for themselves.

"Auntie, aunt." To the side of the temple, Yamoqin did not wait for the ring at the door, went in to inform, and ran in.

When I heard the voice of Yamoqin, Wu Yao, who was kneeling on the futon, looked up, folded her hands together, and piously bowed her head before she stood up. She was dressed in plain clothes, and her face was a bit Green and white, the look is not good, the corner of the eye goes to the next hook, and even gives a feeling of hanging triangle.

People who have seen Wu Yao before, this time I will see her again, I will certainly not believe it. The gloomy person in front of me is really Mrs. Wu who looks amiable, gentle and decent.

"Mo Qin, how come you?" At the moment of seeing Yamoqin, Wu Yao’s face re-strew a smile called Cihe, but this smile was not visible in Yamoqin. With a hint of cold hatred.

"Auntie, I am coming to see you. I heard that you have created a Buddhist temple here. Is it easy to use now?" Yamoqin did not notice Wu Yao’s abnormality at all. At this time, the laughter was still casual. She used to come to Wu. The place of Yao has always been very casual.

She knew the things created by the Buddhist temple, but this time it was the first time that she came over. This would push the door that Wu Yao was hiding when she went out, and went inside.

The temple is very empty. There is not even a statue of Buddha on it. There is only one incense burner. There is a fragrant smell, and there is a sense of tranquility. But there is no Buddha statue in the temple. It is really strange, especially It is Fang Yao, who is also sincerely squatting inside.

What makes Yamamoto feel strange is that the window on the side of the window actually pulls the curtains, which seems to add a bit of ghostly sensation, which makes people feel a strange feeling.

"姨娘, you pull the curtains apart, what to do with this black, you can't see clearly." Yamamoto reached out and pulled the curtains.

The hand was caught by a cold hand, and Zhang Moqin did not mention it. He screamed and opened it, only to find that it was Wu Yao’s hand, and Wu Yao was standing there and looking at her. As if there was nothing in the past, the cold hand was completely her illusion.

The curtains are not thick, and the light can still be sprinkled through the curtains, but it seems that the whole place has a feeling of heart.

"Without pulling the window, she will be afraid, so it is good, so best, no one knows, no one will harm her." Wu Yao is laughing, laughing even more gentle than usual, but this gentle The feeling, blended in this gloomy atmosphere, makes Yamoqin feel inexplicably creepy.

And the words spit out in her mouth made Yamo’s heart linger, only the vest was cold.

"Auntie... What's wrong with you?" Yamamoto asked with a careful voice.

"Nothing..." Wu Yao stretched his hand and seemed to want to pull the hand of Yamoqin, but she was scared by her hand. Yamoqin subconsciously avoided Wu Yao’s hand and walked to the door a few steps to see the sunshine outside. Then I let out a sigh of relief, then turned to Wu Yaodao who followed her.

"Auntie, let's talk out, it's sinister, weird." Wu Yao in the sun looks normal, and there is no such unclear, weird sensation. Ghost.

"What's wrong, today's things are not going well?" Wu Yao nodded and followed, and the two men went to Wu Yao's yard casually.

Wu Yao, who is familiar with the temperament of Yamamoto, certainly saw the grievances on the face of Yamoqin at a glance. At this time, he smiled slightly and asked with concern.

"Auntie, don't you all say that Ning Xueyan is a timid one, and she is a prince, she will never do anything to beat her face, but she actually said that I am in front of so many people." The matter, Yamoqin screamed in anger, and his face was thrown away.

"It’s all the Ning Qing fan. If she didn’t want to marry her cousin, it would be nice, but it would make me humiliated by Ning Xueyan.”

When I think of Ningxue, Yamoqin thinks of Ningqing fan. Although Ningqing’s fan is dead, Yamoqin still feels that it’s the fault of Ningqing’s fan. If he is harmed to this point, even if he is dead, peaceful.

Wu Yao’s face flashed a sneer, but when Yamoqin looked back at her, she became warm and gentle again.

"Ning Xueyan didn't give you face?"

"Nothing, I haven't looked for her yet, she took the initiative to find me, and this is so ugly." Yamoqin said with anger.

"Or because you have been with the king, it has provoked her." Wu Yao whispered and thought.

"What, she and cousin still have things?" Yamoqin stopped and asked urgently, she really did not know that Min Mingyu had thoughts about Ning Xueyan.

"Of course, Xiang Wang had wanted to marry her before. Even if Ning San girl decided to marry Xiang Wang, Xiang Wang still had an idea for her, or she was the real king in the heart. Woman.” Wu Yao sighed and persuaded Jomoqin. “Well, it’s all gone, no matter who the real person is in the heart of the king, it has nothing to do with you.”

Has nothing to do with her? And the woman in the cousin's heart is actually Ning Xueyan?

These words are like a fire on the fire, let the fire of Yamoqin go straight up.

"The fox is really not a good one. I can't think of hooking this hook, squatting, squatting!" Yamoqin was furious, and he hated his teeth, then pulled Wu Yao's hand and hurriedly, "Auntie, you." The banquet in the house must not let the fox get a good job. I must step on her head and let her fall from the high position of the prince. This is a monk."

"Do you want to step on her?" Wu Yao asked.

"Yes, you must step on this fox." Yamoqin hated.

"In fact, there is no way, it depends on whether you can fight yourself. It must be that she is now a prince. This identity is not something you can touch." Wu Yao sighed and seemed to want to vent his temperament for Yamamoto. Helpless look.

This kind of stimulating Yamo Qin eyes are red, and he is the granddaughter of the honorable Taishihui. Why do you care for a daughter who is not a member of the National Council?

"Auntie, you said, I listen, I don't believe it, I still can't fight such a fox." Yamoqin flashed a bit of resentful hatred in the corner of his eyes.