After burning incense, the group arrived at the temple.
A monk greeted them at the door, asked them why they came, and took them to a Zen room.
"The donors will sit for a while, and the abbot will come over later to preside over the chanting ceremony for the donors." The monk offered tea and left quickly.
Jiang Xueer slumped down on the futon, feeling hopeless. She paused for a while, and Mrs. Jiang winked at her. Thinking of her mother's arrangement, she became excited again and spoke to Jiang again: "Hey, let's go for a walk.
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He couldn't wait to press her to death.
Jiang You was fearless and even looked forward to how they would entertain him. He nodded and left the meditation room with Jiang Xueer.
Jiang Xueer was extremely excited. When she thought that this annoying woman would disappear soon, she suddenly felt that her waist was no longer sore and her legs were no longer painful.
Dragging her limp legs along the quiet path of the temple, Jiang Xueer asked arrogantly: "Have you seen the face under the mask of the King of War?"
If she wants to go back and become a princess, she will naturally sleep with the King of War and give birth to a child to consolidate her status. If she is too ugly, won't it affect her appetite?
Jiang Xueer was so dazzled by the glory and wealth that she had forgotten the reason why she didn't want to marry the King of War in the first place.
The War King was brave and invincible. The common people had never seen this War King. They could only piece together his image based on his achievements and the words of others. Some were exaggerated and some were fabricated. From word to word, he had three heads and six arms.
Ruo Yaksha, the reincarnation of Shura and other images that are both curious and frightening.
At first, Jiang Xueer was afraid that he was evil, and she thought he was disfigured and off-putting.
However, there is no such thing as the best of both worlds. After successfully escaping from marriage, she found that she was restricted in everything. She could not show up in front of others, and could only be trapped in the three-acre plot of land in the house. If she talked about marriage in the future, it would be impossible to achieve what she is now.
If you are high, you can even marry low and stay far away from the capital.
When she thought of this, she regretted it endlessly. If she had known that the consequences would be so serious, she would have just pinched her nose and got married. No matter how ugly the King of War was, he was powerful. He let the little bitch take advantage of him and benefit from it.
When she thought of this, Jiang Xueer felt a little heartbroken. She had given this benefit to others with her own hands. Thinking about it now, it would stun her to death.
If she could go back in time, she would slap herself unceremoniously and shake the water out of her head.
"I've seen it before." When Jiang Xueer's thoughts were racing, she heard Jiang speak again.
"What does the King of War look like?" Jiang Xueer asked, "What method of disfigurement? Is it completely different, or is it just a few scars?"
"Guess." Jiang You was very narrow-minded.
Jiang Xueer choked and stared at her. It was so annoying. Guess what? If you guessed right, do you still need to ask her?
"You!" Jiang Xueer's chest rose and fell, "That is my husband, you are just a fake! Don't even think about things that don't belong to you!"
"Really?" Jiang You lowered his eyes and uttered heart-wrenching words, "But it was me who got on the sedan chair, I was the one who paid homage to the church, I was the one who lit the candles in the bridal chamber, it was me who the King of War saw, and the Yan family recognized it.
It's me too. You said, he is your husband?"
Jiang smiled again, as refreshing and pleasant as the spring breeze blowing on his face, but in Jiang Xueer's eyes, it was a naked mockery, mocking her stupidity, her willfulness, her blindness...
"Shut up! Shut up!" Jiang Xue'er was shallow and could not hold her breath. When she was slightly provoked, she lost her cool and stared at Jiang You with bloodshot eyes.
"Sorry, I didn't expect you to be so intolerant of stimulation." Jiang You said without sincerity, even a little mocking.
"The King of War is not someone you can fool. He is known for his iron-blooded skills and is never afraid of killing. If you don't want the Jiang family to end the inheritance..." Jiang You wanted to remind you kindly, but suddenly there was a sharp knife on his shoulder. Long sword.
The sword energy overflowed and scratched the fragile skin on the side of the neck, causing a slight stinging sensation.
Jiang You remained silent and looked at Jiang Xueer opposite who suddenly showed a proud look. Could it be that they hired a killer to rob and assassinate her?
"If you want to blame it, blame it. Your fate is bad. Who let you block my way..." Jiang Xueer also wanted to give a victory speech. Unexpectedly, the "killer" ignored him and directly knocked Jiang You unconscious and took him away without a trace. Don't be sloppy.