Mo Xiaohuan couldn't help but pause after hearing □□'s words. In her previous life, she often visited various temples and had a little understanding of □□.
The words recited in the Buddhist hall are clearly praying for the souls of the dead.
I don’t know who the people in Prince Ling’s Mansion are praying for.
Logically speaking, this is the villa of King Ling Yu Beiming. Even if he wants to chant sutras and pray for someone, he should set up a temple in his palace or on his back page.
Who made the cold-blooded and ruthless King Ling Yu Beiming miss him so much? Even when he came to the imperial city, he did not forget to ask the eminent monk to chant sutras for this person.
Just when Mo Xiaohuan was surprised, Princess An Ning had already opened the door of the Buddhist hall.
At that moment, bright light shone into the Buddhist hall, and the tablet enshrined on the incense table stung Mo Xiaohuan's eyes: the seat of his beloved wife Mo Qinghuan
Dear wife!
He actually——
Mo Xiaohuan froze on the spot, her whole body seemed to be hit by high-intensity electricity and she could not move.
Xiao Tao knew what she was thinking and hurriedly came up to support her
Princess An Ning didn't know why and sighed: "It turns out that seventh brother also brought Princess Ling's tablet."
Mo Xiaohuan's heart suddenly surged with intense sadness.
He asked the eminent monk to come and pray for her salvation, was it because he felt guilty for what he had done?
Can just the word "loving wife" offset the torture she has suffered?
He didn't cherish her properly during her lifetime, but he pretended to build a memorial tablet for her after her death?!
The veil blocked all Mo Xiaohuan's expressions, and all her ups and downs of emotions were covered up.
But soon, Mo Xiaohuan calmed down her emotions.
But Princess An Ning fell into a sad and envious mood: "Seventh brother has always been deeply affectionate."
On the long table next to it, there are Buddhist scriptures written with calligraphy.
Princess An Ning picked up one and rubbed the handwriting carefully with her fingers: "Sister-in-law Seventh Emperor has passed away for more than half a year, and Brother Seventh has been copying a Buddhist saying for her every day. If after death, someone will do it for me..."
Before Princess An Ning finished speaking, Mo Xiaohuan hurriedly blocked her words: "An Ning, you are only young, why do you say some unlucky words?"
Mo Xiaohuan first walked out of the Buddhist hall: "Let's go quickly and don't disturb the masters."
The three people left the Buddhist hall and followed the way they came.
When passing by the front hall door, Grandma Zhang was walking out with two maids, and she happened to see Mo Xiaohuan and his party.
"Ah, Princess An Ning, I'm looking for you. It turns out you are outside."
"Huh." Princess An Ning naturally didn't have a good face for Nanny Zhang, "You left me hanging in the front hall, I think you want me to leave as soon as possible."
"The princess has wronged me, so I have to go call your empress."
As he was talking, a special kind of incense floated in the air
This taste naturally belongs to Lin Muxin
Lin Muxin's dress was particularly seductive. Accompanied by her maid, she slowly walked into the front hall.
Lin Muxin has obviously dressed up carefully. The beautiful dress outlines her voluptuous curves, and the makeup on her face is even more coquettish and flamboyant.
Lin Muxin saw the woman sitting next to Princess An Ning and knew in her heart that this was "Shopkeeper Xiao"
This "Shopkeeper Xiao" only wears a simple white cotton shirt, but this white color seems to suit her very well. There seems to be a flow of water entwined in her behavior, which is a friendly and warm temperament.