Jiang Yixi felt that Huahua cried more and more frequently, and she became more and more uneasy.

On the morning of the seventh day of July, Jiang Yixi was preparing to go to the meeting hall when she suddenly felt that the blue color of the light beads was darker than before.

Her heart was so high that she could no longer sit still. She stood up and said, "Shui Cao, go ask the old lady for leave. I'll go to Baoguo Temple to see the flowers."

She walked out of the room, then went back and asked someone to put the snacks on the kang table in a food box and take them with them.

There was a drizzle of rain falling in the sky, and Cuncun and Yin'er chased them into the yard.

My mother wanted to see Huahua, but she didn't take them with her.

One shouted, "Mom, I want to see Huahua too."

One cried, "Yinyin misses Huahua."

The two wet nurses ran out, picked them up and stood in the corridor, watching the figures disappear in a hurry outside the courtyard gate.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Yixi's eyes flashed through scenes after Huahua came to her side.

Huahua's tears, her naughtiness, the live broadcast, the warmth that clings to her body... If there were no little things, how could it be so easy to reverse this life on her own?

The more I think about Jiang Yixi, the sadder she becomes and I can't stop crying.

She knew that what Master Yuhe and Huahua were doing was to save Jinhechao from danger. It would be fine if they succeeded, Huahua would come back to her even if he changed into a cat skin.

But if she failed, how could she let Master Yu and Master go to pieces and Huahua say goodbye forever...

The light beads are dim, does it mean that their chances of success are low?

She also knew that Prince Ping was "sick" and was in bed. As long as something went wrong, he would flee the capital as soon as possible. Once the emperor died, no matter who succeeded him, he would lead a rebellion.

The reason why he did not leave the capital immediately was because Prince Ping had some luck with the old emperor. If the transition of power could be smooth, no one would be willing to cause a war.

The sixth prince's health was getting worse and worse, and Jiang Yixi guessed that the small stone given by Monk Wu Fan was causing trouble. He did not dare to put this stone next to the emperor, who would check everything around him almost every two or three days.

The Tian family is ruthless, no matter who is vying for the top position, they will step on the corpse.

As expected, the critical moment that determines the Jinhe dynasty is getting closer.

Jiang Yixi was conflicted in her heart. Reason told her that it was right for Master Yuhe and Huahua to do that. If it were her own life, she would be willing to trade one life for millions of lives. However, she just couldn't let Huahua suffer and wanted to

See it again, hug it, kiss it.

After arriving at the temple, Jiang Yixi went directly to the old monk's Zen room behind the garden.

The middle-aged monk Jiewu stood at the door of the monastery, clasping his hands and saying, "Female donor, the poor monk is not at the monastery, so you can't go in."

Jiang Yixi glared angrily, "I don't want to see the old monk, I want to see Huahua."

As she said that, she walked around Jie Wu and walked inside.

Jie Wu took half a step back and stopped her again, "Huahua isn't here either."

His voice is still calm and his eyes are compassionate.

Jiang Yixi continued to rush in, "Seeing is believing whether you are here or not."

She also guessed that the old monk and Huahua were not necessarily in the monastery, but she was nowhere to be found and just wanted to try her luck in there.

Jie Wu did not dare to have physical contact with Jiang Yixi and kept retreating.

Jiang Yixi broke in as she wished.

I searched several Zen rooms, but the furnishings were still the same, but there was no sign of people or cats.

She came out again and searched around the Zen courtyard, even in the bushes and flowers and plants that could hide a cat, but she still couldn't find it.

Many days of worry and longing suddenly broke out together, and Jiang Yixi burst into tears.

Shouting, "Huahua, where are you? Mom misses you..."

The more she cried, the sadder she became, and finally she squatted down and covered her face while crying.

Nanny Wu and Shuiping who came with her tried to persuade her master, but they also cried sadly. Huahua hasn't been home for so long, and her master is acting like this. Something serious must have happened to Huahua.

Jie Wu couldn't bear it and sighed and said, "Donor Jiang, it won't help if you stay here to be sad. Master took Huahua to the peak to practice in seclusion..."

Jiang Yixi raised her red and swollen eyes and asked, "Where is the peak?"

Jie Wudao, "The peak is a secret in the temple and cannot be told to outsiders. What's more, there are many monks guarding it. Even if you know it, you can't get in. Donor, please come back. Fate will eventually fade away and flowers will bloom."

Defeat always returns to dust. Amitabha."

After hearing his words, Jiang Yixi became even more nervous and sat down on the ground.

Shuiping held an umbrella, and Grandma Wu helped her up. She had no strength at all, so she leaned on Grandma Wu's arms and sobbed softly. At this time, she didn't even have the strength to cry loudly.

Aunt Wu glared at Monk Jiewu and advised, "They say that Master Yuhe is an old god and he will protect Huahua. Grandma, let's go back and wait for Huahua at home."

"Mommy, Huahua is my son. He has saved me and our family. How could I just watch it die?"

Jie Wu quickly said, "Donor Jiang misunderstood what the poor monk meant. The poor monk wanted to say that no matter who he is, the final result is an individual, separation and return. Before separation and return, there is separation and reunion. Donor Jiang and

Huahua's fate may not have come to an end."

Does Jiewu mean that she and Huahua are destined to meet again?

Jiang Yixi had another glimmer of hope.

"You mean, I can still see Huahua?"

Jie Wu was a little embarrassed, "I feel ashamed that I don't have the master's cultivation. I really don't know what will happen to Donor Jiang and Huahua and whether we can see each other again."

Jiang Yixi had no choice but to let Nanny Wu help her out of the temple and get on the carriage.

It was the beginning of Shenshi when we returned to Fushengju, and the children had all gone to Fu'an Hall.

Jiang Yixi drank half a bowl of soup, then sat on the kang and thought about her thoughts.

The raindrops gradually became heavier, hitting the tiles with an annoying ticking sound.

Jiang Yixi did not go to Fu'an Hall for dinner because of her poor health.

Not long after, a little girl from Fu'an Hall came over and said, "The old man and the old lady sent their servants to ask Grandma, how is Huahua doing?"

Not just the old couple, everyone wants to have sex.

Jiang Yixi said nothing, and Grandma Wu whispered about the fruitless search for Huahua.

The little girl returned to Fu'an Hall to report, and everyone in the room sighed. Cun Cun and Yin'er, Yi Ge'er and the other children began to cry, and the old lady and Huang Xin also shed tears.

Except for the other masters in Fushengju, Huahua had the deepest relationship with the old man. He was not in the mood to eat anymore, so he got up and went to the front yard with a sigh.

Today is the Qiqiao Festival, and girls have to thread needles in the wind against the moon.

There was no moon tonight, and everyone was in no mood. Many of the things they had prepared for moon worship were not used. Meng Xiu and Huang Xin simply threaded the nine-tailed needle with colorful silk, and the little girl Meng Yin'er took it symbolically.

Sewing and thread, everyone dispersed in a hurry.

Meng Cimo returned to Fushengju with his children, but Jiang Yixi was still sitting on the kang in a daze, looking sad.

The candlelight danced on the table, leaving her shadow on the wall.

Cuncun and Yin'er leaned into her arms.

Meng Cimo sat next to her and persuaded in a low voice, "Master Yuhe has profound Dharma, Huahua will be fine. We have prepared everything we need to prepare, and we will not let the people of Jinhe live in ruins..." Like Chunman Jinghua, please
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