"Temple? Is it the temple of the priest?" Xiaomi didn't know much about it, but he was extremely excited.
Qingfeng said unhappily: "Who said that the temple belongs to the priest? Not everyone is qualified to own the temple."
Mingyue hurriedly explained: "The old ancestors of the Gu family are enshrined in the temple. Usually the elders of the clan are in charge. Now the person in charge of the temple is Elder De."
Old Man Gu glanced at Mu Yunhan worriedly, worried that something unpleasant would happen later.
The carriage drove near the city gate, and suddenly the sound of gongs was heard again, and a group of men and horses in bright clothes came over majestically.
The first two pairs of handsome-looking boys in red were each carrying a palace lantern. On the palace lanterns were written the four characters "Heaven, grant, grant, give".
Behind are the guards, four carriages, and maids. In short, it is magnificent and majestic.
But Mu Yunhan and others had to give way.
Old Man Gu had a cold face and looked gloomily at Gu Yilan's car as it drove by.
When the car drove past Mu Yunhan and others, it stopped again.
A beautiful maid stepped forward, lowered her head and bowed in salute, then gently opened the car curtain and stepped aside.
"Who is in the car?" A cold voice sounded, and Gu Yilan's face was revealed in the half-darkness.
He stared at Mu Yunhan's car with an indifferent expression, without any unnecessary expression.
Mu Yunhan's heartbeat quickened, and all the hot blood in his body rushed to his head. His hands were clenched and turned white, filled with hatred.
Mr. Gu stepped forward and bowed, and said calmly: "As for the Sixth Master, this is our young master's friend."
Gu Yilan nodded lightly and withdrew her gaze.
The maid still lowered the curtain and the carriage continued to drive.
It wasn't until Gu Yilan and his party disappeared that Old Man Gu said to Mu Yunhan, "I guess he thought he was the young master, so he stopped to say hello."
The car belongs to Gu Fenglin and the person belongs to Gu Fenglin. It is normal for people to misunderstand.
Mu Yunhan stiffly agreed, and then the blood in his body gradually returned.
She had an impulse just now and wanted to pull open the car curtain so that Gu Yilan could see her clearly and let her see Gu Yilan clearly.
But she never reached out.
Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry.
She exhaled and warned herself that she must calm down.
After the group of people left the city gate, more cars followed in twos and threes. Judging from the horses and models, the status of the owners could not be lowered.
Old Man Gu explained to Mu Yunhan: "Not many people know about this fight. Those who came here are all people with status..."
Just as he was talking, he heard shouting from behind: "Make way, make way, the priest's wife is here..."
"It's endless!" Old Man Gu muttered angrily and drove the carriage to the side of the road.
Mu Yunhan lifted the car curtain a crack and looked back.
I saw an oncoming carriage pulled by two big maroon horses, painted with red paint and gold, and sixteen guards with bright armor on horseback stood guard on both sides with guns, followed by a number of maids and servants.
The carriage was running wildly, and the people following it were also running wildly. They didn't care whether they would hit anyone, as if they were busy trying to reincarnate.
Qingfeng looked down upon such behavior and snorted coldly: "What a majesty! It's true that one person can ascend to heaven!"
Mingyue chuckled: "I asked you, why are you so angry so early in the morning? You are so majestic, what are you going to do?"
The carriage drove past Mu Yunhan and others like a wind, and the curtains fluttered, revealing half of his snow-white delicate jaw. (To be continued)