When Yue Jinhua heard the sound of horse hooves, she also stuck her head out, and met the eyes of the high-spirited man on the horse.
She was stunned for a moment, and the snowy cheeks visible to the naked eye seemed to be covered with rouge.
Luo Qingxue curled her lips and smiled: "Sister Jinhua."
Mrs. Wu'an was about to get off the carriage when she heard this sound. Should she get off or not? She didn't know whether to interrupt the look between the two.
Although she is also happy, it can be seen that her daughter is such a little nympho. She never imagined that her daughter has such a side before.
She thought that this girl only knew how to make noises, but it turned out that she had not met anyone who could control her. And Luo Erlang was the one who could control the smelly girl.
"Erlang has met Madam, please say hello to Madam."
"Okay, is your mother here?"
"Mother is behind."
With a few words, the two carriages behind also arrived.
Luo Jingyao and Yue Jinhua sat in one, the Duke's wife and Marquis Wu'an sat in another, and Luo Qingxue followed on the side of the carriage as always.
The Duke's wife went to Huguo Temple this time not because of her son, but because of her daughter. It was time to fulfill her wish ten years ago.
But she would not tell such a thing, not even to her daughter, as long as she could finish it quietly alone, but she brought her daughter there just to let the host of Huguo Temple see her daughter, but she came back with all her hair and tail.
.
And her son... She still has some hope.
She didn't believe it was gone right after she was born.
The Duke's wife hid the pain in her eyes and talked to Mrs. Wu'anhou about her children.
The Marquis of Wu'an was extremely satisfied with the betrothal gift from the Duke of Zhen Guo, which also showed that the Duke of Zhen Guo was satisfied with his daughter.
However, the only fly in the ointment was the second princess who stepped in.
But my arms couldn't twist my thighs, so I had no choice but to agree.
After arriving at the Huguo Temple, everyone got out of the car. Luo Jingyao looked up at the Huguo Temple. After all, the incense and the crowds of pilgrims showed that the Huguo Temple held a high position in the hearts of Beixuan people.
"Amitabha, I have met many donors."
Luo Jingyao looked at the Duke's wife and returned the greeting with a Buddha's name.
Mrs. Wu Anhou took Yue Jinhua and Luo Qingxue to test their marriage.
"Little master, I'm looking for the host master."
"Madam, please come this way. The host will be waiting at the back mountain pavilion."
Luo Jingyao flinched a little. She knew how she came here. If the Duke's wife knew about it, how could she stay there? When she first came here, she wanted to say what she wanted to say, but she was repeatedly told by the nervous Duke's wife.
Interruption, waiting and waiting, she did not find an opportunity, and she regarded this family as her own relatives.
"Mom, I want to go find my second brother and the others." As long as she doesn't go to the old monk, she can do anything. She thinks the old monk is a bit mysterious.
They didn't even enter the Main Hall, so they sent a young monk to wait.
There is indeed something there.
As a result, her mother, who had always been obedient, grabbed her hand and refused to refuse.
"Go with mother." Let me help you understand.
"...Okay, I'll go with my mother." Luo Jingyao had no choice but to think about it. She would act by ear when the time comes, or at worst, tell the truth. Maybe there would be a chance to go back?
Thinking of this, Luo Jingyao felt nervous and expectant.
If she could go back, she could definitely turn around and leave. After all, this was not the world she was familiar with, and there was no real family for her.
The family here is not hers. The better they treat her, the more guilty she feels. She feels that she has enjoyed everything she shouldn't. It always lingers in her mind in the dead of night, which is extremely annoying.
"My lady is doing well recently."
"Everything is fine. Master, as always, has an immortal demeanor."
Luo Jingyao turned around and saw that there were only three people in the back mountain pavilion, the old monk and his wife.
Listening to the two people's back and forth, especially the Duke's wife, her sincere gratitude, she was affected by the sincere gratitude sitting next to her. The old monk in front of her looked like he was forty years old at most, but his snow-white beard made him feel... He is at least ninety years old, very out of place and out of place.
"Little donor, are you still used to it?"
Luo Jingyao's alarm bells rang loudly, with a complicated look on her face. She glanced at the Duke's wife and said, "My family here is very good to me."
She faced everything with a serious face, which missed the helpless look on the face of the Duke and Duchess.
With a smile in his eyes, the master nodded to the Duke's wife.
The Duke's wife's heart dropped.
With a face full of love and holding her daughter's hand tightly, Luo Jingyao could feel the trembling, and her heart suddenly felt sour, knowing that the Duke's wife could not bear it anymore.
She desperately took out her hands, stood up, and bowed to the Duke's wife.
"I'm sorry, I lied to you. I'm not your daughter. Please forgive me."
"I don't want to either. I don't want to come here, but my fate is like this. Don't worry, I will leave and won't embarrass you."
"Silly girl, where are you going? This is your home, and you are my little Liu'er, the delicate daughter I gave birth to in ten months of pregnancy." The Duke's wife couldn't help it anymore. She had been frightened for many years. Now that her daughter has returned to normal, She still worries about gains and losses.
She stood outside her daughter's yard in the middle of the night all night long. She was afraid that all this was just a bubble, a lie, and a fantasy. Today she came here just to ask the master to give her a positive answer. Just now the master smiled and nodded, so she was real. She felt that her daughter was by her side and would never be separated from her again. She was so afraid of the unknown world, the existence that spanned thousands of years. She could not protect her. She was afraid that she would be lost in time and space.
She was so scared, but she couldn't tell anyone, couldn't explain it, let alone let anyone empathize with her. Even to her husband, she couldn't tell her. When she was depressed to a certain extent, she couldn't say what she wanted to say, she would just repeat it again and again. The pressure is deep in my heart.
It forcefully drives people crazy.
But today's master's affirmation made her feel like she was "reborn". How could she let go of her daughter's hand?
"Madam, please don't be like this. Now that I have said it, I feel relaxed all over. In the past few years, there have been invisible shackles on me. It's guilt, self-blame, reluctance, and fear. I'm not the one who came here. I wish, but I endured your love, which made me feel sorry for her. While enduring your kindness, I felt guilty that I shouldn't enjoy all this. I'm sorry, I didn't want to come here, but I enjoyed it. You can’t say that nothing is not what I want. This extreme conflict is not only caused by you, but also by me.”
I hope you won't burn her to death because it's not what she wants. When she can't live without this time, you can be out of sight and out of mind, giving her a chance to go far away.
"Hahaha, little donor, sit down first and listen to what the poor monk has to say."
"Master, please speak."
"You are kind, but you have your own personality inside, and a steelyard in your heart. From what I said just now, I can tell that it is precisely when you go to other worlds that you have your true character and become complete..."