The Anarchic Consort Chapter 187:

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Helian Weiwei saw this scene in her eyes, and didn't say anything, she just hooked her lips. This trip to Lingyin Temple may not be as quiet as the Emperor Taiyuan wished...

"Miss." As soon as Helian Weiwei wanted to enter the wing to have a meal, she was quietly stopped by a prominent-looking maid.

The maid is no one else, but the close maid, Xiao Lian, who serves Su Yanmo all the year round.

She slowly walked towards Helian Weiwei, wearing a tender pink long skirt, and the silk-faced satin on the outside was not very beautiful, but it was a long-lasting impression. Developed amorous feelings.

This is just a maid, who can eat and use, but is better than her true Helian lineage.

"Miss, the madam knows that you have been kicked out of the family, and she feels uncomfortable, and she didn’t have much money on her body. She ordered the slave and maidservant to send you some jewelry. The lady said, you are getting married soon, and you need these men. Stuff."

As expected, she is the maid who is with Mrs. Su, who clearly hides disdain in her eyes, but she speaks decently.

Helian Weiwei did not immediately take over the jewelry bag in her hand, only raised her lips and smiled casually: "How many years have you been in the National Guardian?"

Xiao Lian obviously did not expect that she would ask such a question, but she was taken aback for a moment, and then replied: "The slave and maidservant has been in the National Guarding Mansion for almost eight years."

Isn't it eight years old?

When I was seven years old, my mother died.

The Huguo mansion changed ownership, and the Su family took power. Although she was alive, she was raised into a waste of nothing.

Watching that there is no revenge, and there is no grievance!

It turns out that it has been eight years...

Helian Weiwei took a deep breath. It seemed that there was a slight coolness between the breaths. The more so, the more harmless she smiled: "I will take these jewelry and go back and tell Su Madam, just say that I, Helian Weiwei, thanked her for taking care of her for so many years."

Xiao Lian frowned and looked at Helian Weiwei's leaving back. She always felt that the other party had something to say in the remarks just now, but after thinking about the wasteful work before, Xiao Lian was relieved. It’s not that she has heard about Helian Weiwei’s recent deeds, but no matter how good she is, she still hasn’t improved in doing things with pedestrians. This kind of disregarding temperament is the easiest way to be human. But with some martial arts talents, there is nothing left.

Dare to have trouble with Miss Jiaoer even with such a little girl's film, it's simply a matter of life and death.

In the past, the lady did not bother to deal with her, because she simply killed her and let this girl live in the mist.

Now that this girl doesn't want to live like this, then her time to die is coming.

Xiao Lian lowered her eyes, full of poison in her eyes.

"Madam."

"Hmm."

Su Yanmo, who was walking in the crowd, slowed down, and Xiaolian leaned over with a low voice: "The slave servant has given the jewelry box to the girl according to the lady's order. As the lady expected, for money and things , That girl never refuses."

Su Yanmo turned the Buddha beads in his hand, the setting sun fell, covering the radiance of the temple, and the night gradually shrouded, and the temple after the rain seemed a little bit gloomy.

After Su Zhai, according to the historical rules, the students can rest or go to other courtyards to burn incense and divination to seek marriage.

After the Supreme Emperor has finished praying for blessing, the pavilion will enjoy the poems.

Helian Weiwei just walked to the wing where she lived, grabbed the teapot on the wooden table, and wanted to pour a glass of water, so she heard a knock on the door outside.

Opened the door, and saw that Shen Wenwan, who was in the same carriage with her today, was standing outside the door, holding an umbrella in her hand, changing clothes, her voice deep: "Sister, it's time to do it..."

A heavy rain came.

As a last resort, all the college students put on their cloaks and brought paper umbrellas into the hall. They would inevitably be disrespectful to the gods, but if the college students wait outside, the Supreme Emperor is not such an unreasonable and unreasonable person, see The rain outside was so heavy, I simply ordered Grandpa Sun to call people to the side hall, which saved them from being exposed to the rain.

The little **** who passed the message was the one who arranged the carriage for Helian Weiwei. He shook his head: "It's really evil. Why is the rain this year so heavy? I have never seen such a heavy rain before. "

"Isn't it just a rain, what you said is a bit weird." The other disagreed.

The little eunuch’s eyes turned, and there was a real matter: "Where is it outrageous, look at the tree on the side of the road when we came. It was so rough that it was cut off. According to folklore, this is a big evil. Trillion."

"Really?" The man looked around, always feeling cold all over.

The little **** Shen Yin: "Generally speaking, women are not allowed to enter the temple, but these ladies are all daughters of gold. There should be no problems. I am afraid that some people will carry them in their lives. It’s against the Buddha's appearance that we are in conflict with the Buddha."

"You do make sense to say that."

Under the eaves, two people murmured, and they would inevitably be heard.

In such an atmosphere, both men and women love to talk about gossip, and they just use this matter as an introduction. The more they say it, the higher the interest, the more outrageous it is.

Helian Weiwei stood on one side, leaning against the window, watching the spilt rain outside, frowning slightly.

I don't know if it is because of the bad weather. From the very beginning, Helian Weiwei felt that since entering the temple, she was a little bit confused.

It's probably because Yuan Ming is asleep again. Without the sound of his beating, she is really not used to it.

This time it’s not because he wants to practice, but because the devil and the Buddha are in conflict...

"Sister, the emperor is coming out soon, so please watch it." Shen Wenwan stood beside Helian Weiwei and reminded quietly: "Don't forget what I gave you."

Helian Weiwei gave a faint hum, and then stood up straight.

The wooden door opens.

The abbot presided over and led the Taishang and his party out. He folded his hands together. He couldn't see the irritability when he first entered the mountain. On the contrary, he was a master with a compassionate heart. , It is my great fortune in Buddhism."

"The master is too gifted." The Supreme Emperor also put his hands together, and returned a gift to the abbot, the smile on his mouth seemed very tolerant.

The abbot laughed and continued to lead the way: "According to your habit every year, Lao Na has made people prepare spring water and tea, please."

"I'm old too. I love the quietness of the master here. This time there are more people. Master, don't be annoying." The Supreme Emperor said as he walked out: "Let's take a look, here too. Which one of the first baby girls has a good life, my grandson will also decide."