Mu Qingyu looked at Xuan Yu's eyes, this great monk was making mysteries again.
She said: "No, I can just walk around and maybe go down the mountain directly!"
Dongfang Moye knew that he couldn't force it. He could refuse Master Xuan Yu's invitation, but he wanted to know the answer.
That answer was what he asked Master Xuan Yu when he left Beijing last time.
After Mu Qingyu left, Dongfang Moye immediately asked: "Master, do you have any explanation for today's trip?" Mu Qingyu was not allowed to listen to his Dharma Hall meeting, but he had to listen to it himself.
As Xuan Yu walked towards the Dharma Hall, he said inscrutably: "She has no fate with the Buddha, but you have a fate with the Buddha!"
Dongfang Moye: "..."
Anyone may have a predestined relationship with Buddha, but it is impossible for him!
Thinking of something, his eyes became deep, with a hint of sharpness in them.
But now that Mu Qingyu has left, Dongfang Moye doesn't worry about it anymore.
When someone is in the capital, he can meet him anytime he wants.
After having lunch at Baiyun Temple, Ming Qinxue was no longer interested in the afternoon Dharma Hall meeting.
Besides, she didn’t come here for the Dharma Hall meeting in the first place.
During lunch, this talented woman who was once the most noble woman in the capital was naturally ridiculed and ridiculed.
Ming Qinxue felt extremely bored when she looked at the faces of people who were acquaintances and strangers in the past, vying to step on her for unknown purposes.
And those beauties who thought they had the upper hand were as complacent as if they had won a big victory, even though they were just asking for a few words of advantage.
Xiaodie accompanied Ming Qinxue out of the temple gate, and the coachman and men dressed as servants immediately gathered around the carriage.
Mingqinxue got on the carriage, and Xiaodie followed.
Seeing that Ming Qinxue looked bored, Xiaodie said: "Girl, those people are going too far!"
Ming Qinxue smiled and said casually: "You are a frog in a well, what do you think they are doing?"
"They talk about girls like that, aren't girls angry?"
Ming Qinxue sneered lightly, "You mean they said that I don't have the backing of my family, I am just an abandoned daughter, like a bereaved dog. I used to be aloof, but now that I have lost the aura of the prime minister's daughter, I have become hateful on the Internet. I only know
Begging for mercy? But they didn't see that they had nothing but their family, and they themselves were just pawns in the family. Those fathers and brothers who loved them would only regard them as marriage tools in the face of interests. If
If they leave the family, they will have no choice but to starve to death! What is there to be angry about with people like this?"
Xiaodie thought the same thing, those people, don't look at them in a flashy way, they are called young ladies when they go out, calling slaves, drinking maids, and accompanying them with carriages and horses.
But once someone in their family is troubled, they become headless flies. After all, these are just some dodder flowers wrapped around a tree, and they start to laugh at the bamboo growing alone next to it. It's quite ridiculous.
Of!
Well, my girl is still transparent!
"Girl, are you going down the mountain now?"
"Come down the mountain! Nothing will happen on either side!"
After hearing this, the driver raised his hand and the horse started to move, ready to go down the mountain.
Ming Qinxue had already opened the dark drawer again and took out the painting.
Xiaodie asked curiously: "Girl, is this... master your friend?"
She is just a guard, not a maid. If she were a maid, she wouldn't dare to ask.
Ming Qinxue's eyes were still on the painting. Her hands gently touched the shoulders of the young man in the green shirt, and she looked into those eyes. Her expression was gentle, and a smile slowly filled the corners of her mouth. Her eyes seemed to be looking at
The painting seemed to bring her back to the white jade teahouse that day. Back to that moment, she looked at the figure flying down from the upstairs, saved the child, and then left gracefully!
She said in a low voice: "Well, he is the person I want to see the most!"
Therefore, today in front of the Buddha, she made a sincere wish, hoping that the Bodhisattva would allow her to see the young man in blue shirt again.
She is very greedy. Not only does she hope to see him again, she also hopes to talk to him and know who he is. There will be a chance to meet him in the future!
She can be full of plans and intrigues; she can give up her original intention and do whatever it takes; she can take people's lives with a wave of her hand, and kill people's hearts with her talk and laughter.
She is no longer the pure, kind-hearted lady in the boudoir. Although she did not kill anyone with her own hands, no fewer than ten people have died because of her plan.
Although those people had their own ways to die, she just let the dirty and dirty things those people did be exposed to the sun. But in the final analysis, it was all because of the purpose in her heart, so she did whatever it took to let those people die.
My hands are stained with blood.
But no matter what, there is still a clean, pure and beautiful place in her heart. There are flowers blooming in spring, green trees, and a young man in a green shirt lives there.
A young man in green shirt whom she only saw once but could never forget. A young man in green shirt who she only saw once but was burned into her heart.
She is a smart and rational person, but she does unsmart and irrational things, and she falls because of a one-time relationship!
And this is a secret that belongs only to her, buried deep in her heart, a secret that only she knows!
Xiaodie didn't know who Ming Qinxue was talking about. She took out snacks from the drawer, opened them, and said, "Girl, please eat something to fill your belly." There were too many pilgrims in Baiyun Temple today, and the meals were all the same.
Her girl is not used to eating.
Ming Qinxue collected the painting, rolled it up carefully, and put it away in a dark drawer.
There were no people on the road, and the carriage didn't go very fast.
Swaying, almost halfway up the mountain, Ming Qinxue, who had closed her eyes to rest, suddenly opened her eyes, leaned forward slightly, and frowned.
Xiaodie was startled by her sudden movements and raised her eyes to look at her.
Ming Qinxue said: "He's here!"
"Who?"
Just as Xiaodie's question came out, she heard a muffled groan coming from outside, followed by the sound of weapons clashing.
Xiaodie understood, it was the killer who came.
She turned her wrists, holding two daggers in her hands, and looked around cautiously.
Ming Qinxue didn't have many accidents. This was the first time she went out since she was injured. The killer took over the task and she was still alive and well. The task was not completed. It was normal for him to be around.
.
And this time she was well prepared.
Outside the carriage, several people were already fighting in a group.
Four people dressed as servants have already blocked the intruders. They are two men, one is as fat as an ox, and the other is as thin as a monkey. But both of them have bright eyes, and they are obviously very skilled.
Ming Qinxue couldn't forget the wound on her shoulder. The killer was good at using hidden weapons and liked to hide in dark places. She didn't know if it was one of the two.
Xiaodie didn't move, her mission was to protect Ming Qinxue at close range.
The last time she was intercepted and killed in the street, it was Chu Yuntai's people first, and then the killer.
This time there were two interceptions and interceptions.
However, they were surrounded by four servants and could not escape for a while.
At this time, a bit of cold light flashed towards the carriage!
This chapter has been completed!