Ninefold Purple

In the previous life, because Ji Yong was the abbot of Longfu Temple, Longfu Temple had the ability to separate courts from Daxiangguo Temple, so it was famous in Kyoto.

Dou Zhao doesn't remember when Longfu Temple became famous. When she heard about Longfu Temple, it was hard to find incense in Longfu Temple.

But the Longfu Temple in this life, although the incense is strong, its reputation is not obvious, and the women who come to offer incense are from small families, and it is difficult to see a beautifully decorated carriage, horse or sedan chair.

When Dou Zhao stood at the gate of Longfu Temple, he couldn't help looking up at the mountain gate of Longfu Temple.

I don't know if this century Yong will become attached to Longfu Temple? [

She looked back at Song Mo.

In order not to attract attention, Song Mo and she both changed into plain and clean hang silk clothes. She wore only two silver hairpins all over her body, and she drove lightly. She only brought Chen He, Sister Jin Gui, Duan Gongyi and a few other guards with her. .

Cigarettes curled up from Longfu Temple, and Song Mo and Dou Zhao burned incense in the Daxiong Hall.

From time to time, women who came to offer incense looked at them.

Chen Jia smiled wryly.

He placed Yigui here because the place is full of incense, and there are many people coming in and out, so he can be mistaken for real, but he forgot how outstanding Song Mo and Dou Zhao's appearance is, even if they are wearing the most ordinary clothes. , but the grace and luxury revealed in every gesture can't be concealed no matter what.

If I had known this earlier, I might as well have placed Yigui in Daxiangguo Temple!

He murmured in his heart, thinking of Yigui's timid face, he couldn't help but wink at Huzi, signaling him to report to Qiangui, lest he see Song Mo and Dou Zhao hiding in the corner like little beasts and trembling later .

Huzi understood, and hurried to the group room on the east side.

Song Mo and Dou Zhao donated money for sesame oil.Go to the group room with Chen Jia.

On a midsummer morning, as soon as the sun rose, the air became a little hotter. Longfu Temple was surrounded by thick trees and covered the ground with green shade, but it was hard to stop the restlessness in Song Mo's heart.

last night.He hardly slept all night.

He couldn't tell what mood he was in.

pity.The girl was the daughter of his father's cloister, and it was the testimony of his father's betrayal of his mother. This emotion seemed a bit out of place.

Hate Warlords.If he didn't know what happened to that girl, he might hate her.But when he thought that it was because of his father's irresponsibility that the girl ended up like this, he couldn't feel any hatred in his heart.

like.Then there is no need to talk about it.He has always respected strength, even if she is a woman, putting herself in such a situation shows that there is something wrong with her character, how can he like it.

Until the moment he stepped into Longfu Temple, he didn't think about how to deal with this girl.

Song Mo has never been so entangled since he was a child.

He couldn't help shaking Dou Zhao's hand. [

Dou Zhao held Song Mo back tightly.

Her mood was as complicated as Song Mo's.

As a woman, she sympathized with what happened to this little girl.It is conceivable that this little girl might be Song Mo's half-sister.Her heart leaning towards Song Mo couldn't have more compassion for this little girl.

The two walked into the room without haste.

It's a hot day.The lattices of the wing room are tightly closed, only a ray of sunlight shines in from the bright tiles on the roof, making the room look very dark.

See them walk in.Huzi was talking softly to a woman sitting on the grand teacher's chair above the middle hall when he heard something.He hurriedly stepped aside, while the woman stood up slowly.

Although she couldn't see the girl's face clearly, her slender figure looked very weak.

Song Mo was obviously a little surprised, he stood still at the door, and said in a deep voice, "You are Wang Yigui?"

The girl didn't make a sound.

Chen Jia was a little anxious.

Why doesn't this girl eat oil and salt?

In vain he told her so much yesterday.

The prince of the British government has a high position, and he will let her live and let her die with one sentence. When meeting the prince of the country, he must speak respectfully, and his body must be gentle, and he must not put on airs. As long as he can please him, Although she will be very popular in the future, she will have a good life, and she will no longer have to be afraid of being captured by Wei Quan or being bullied by He Hao.

He couldn't help coughing softly, and reminded Yi Gui in a low voice: "The Lord Shi Guogong and his wife have come to see you, so you should go up and pay your respects to the Lord Shi Guogong and his wife!"

The little girl stood there without moving.

Chen Jia had no choice but to step forward, gave the little girl a gentle hug, and said in a low voice, "Quickly kneel down."

But the little girl was stubborn, and stood there motionless with her head down.

Chen Jia had no choice but to give the little girl another hand.

This time the strength was a bit too strong, the little girl staggered and almost fell, and stumbled forward a few steps before standing still.

The beam of sunlight on the Mingwa shone on the little girl's face.

Dou Zhao and Song Mo could see the delicate facial features and beautiful face clearly.

Dou Zhao feels distressed like a pearl stained with dust. [

Song Mo was taken aback, and suddenly changed his face and called "Mother".

There was no one else in the room, and it was originally quiet, so I could hear clearly now.

Dou Zhao looked at Song Mo in astonishment.

Song Mo also looked at her.

She saw the turbulent waves of terror in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Dou Zhao's mind was messed up and she was at a loss, but she still hugged Song Mo's arm tightly.

There was no trace of blood on Song Mo's face.

"She, she looks like my mother..." he murmured, "She looks even more like my mother..."

How could Li Tiaoniang's daughter look like Madam Jiang?

Even if it is like, it should be like Song Yichun!

What happened to Song Han in the mansion?

Dou Zhao pointed his hair was cold, his mind went blank.

Chen Jia was struck by lightning.

Didn't you say she was the daughter of a British surrogate?

Why is Madam Jiang involved again?

He only felt that his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he couldn't help but cast a dull look at Yigui, then pulled Huzi away and walked out: "My lord, if you have anything to say, just ask Miss Yigui, Huzi and I will stay outside the door." .”

But Yi Gui grabbed Chen Jia's sleeve and said anxiously with horror on his face: "Didn't you say you knew my uncle? You took me back to the capital to find my uncle... You lied? Where is my uncle? I want Meet my uncle!" she said.Eyes were red, tears fell down, "Please, take me to see my uncle. My uncle will definitely reward you heavily..."

It's fine if she doesn't say it. When she said that, a flame shot out from Song Mo's chest.

A young girl who looked like his mother kept asking for help from that despicable villain Li Liang, which caused veins to appear on his temples.

"What uncle? The pariah is also worthy?" He sullenly.The hostility between the brows seemed terrifying, "Chen Jia, go find me Li Liang! I'm asking, what's going on here?"

Song Mo sneered, chilling.

Chen Jia shuddered involuntarily, how could he dare to look at Song Mo too much, he lowered his head, turned around and walked out.

Yi Gui tugged at Chen Jia's sleeve and didn't let go.

Chen Jia had no choice but to coax her in a low voice: "You heard that too, I'm going to find Li Liang."

He dare not call Li Liang "uncle".Afraid that Song Mo would go crazy again.

Yi Gui was already trembling with fright.She cried to save Chen Jia: "You take me to find my uncle!"

Chen Jia smiled wryly.

She has innumerable ties with the Song family.The spanking between myself and the Song family didn't touch my thighs, so if she made a fuss, Song Yantang would make the decision for her.If I don't have eyesight, I'm afraid I will die in the trap.

He looked at Dou Zhao as if asking for help.

Dou Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to caress Yigui's shoulder.

Yigui was so frightened that he hid behind Chen Jia.

Song Mo watched.His face became darker.

Dou Zhao had no choice but to persuade Yigui in a gentle voice: "Your mother knows what happened to you but still doesn't know what will happen? Why don't you invite your uncle over first. If we want to harm you, why do you need to bother when you are alone?"

She still held on to Chen Jia's sleeve.

Song Mo's expression was horrifying, and he walked towards them with every step.

Dou Zhao hurriedly winked at Song Mo.

Song Mo hesitated for a while, then took a few steps back.

When Dou Zhao persuaded Yi Gui again, Yi Gui bit his lip and let go of Chen Jia's sleeve.

Chen Jia heaved a sigh of relief, and strode out with great strides.

But Hu Zi was already so frightened that his legs became weak, and he trotted up to Chen Jia after a while.

Dou Zhao signaled Song Mo to go out first.

Song Mo thought for a while and left the wing room.

Dou Zhao helped Yi Gui to sit down, and asked her softly: "When did you return to the capital? You live here, who will serve you?" He comforted her, "Don't be afraid, since you have returned to the capital, then Whether it's Wei Quan or the He family, don't try to cover the sky with one hand!"

Yigui started to cry.

At first it was sobbing softly, then the voice gradually became louder, and finally fell on the table and cried loudly.

Dou Zhao's eyes couldn't help becoming astringent, and her hands couldn't help stroking Yi Gui's blue hair gently.

Only then did she discover that Yi Gui had grown good hair, not only black and shiny, but also thick and smooth as silk.

Song Mo also has such good hair.

Dou Zhao's heart was suddenly sore and unbearable, tears welled up.

What happened back then?

In this life, what would her fate be like if she hadn't let Chen Xi entrust her legacy on a whim?

She thought of what Song Mo had said in his previous life that he went to worship his sister.

The younger sister he mentioned should be Yigui, right?

In the last life, Yigui died... In this life, luckily he was rescued in time...

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Song Mo, who was outside the door, heard the crying in the room, and it felt like a big stone was pressing on his chest.

He told Chen He: "Call Du Wei!"

Chen He trembled and left at the sound.

He paced back and forth in the veranda.

Duan Gongyi and the others didn't dare to show their anger, they quietly guarded the surrounding area.

The crying in the room gradually died down, and Du Wei rushed over sweating profusely.

Song Mo told him: "When my mother gave birth to the second master, who were the people who were serving in the house? Where are these people now? You check it out for me, and come back to me immediately!"

Du Wei bowed his hand and stepped back.

Chen Jia led Li Liang and hurried over.

Seeing Song Mo standing under the verandah condescendingly looking down at him and the silent but murderous guards around the courtyard, his steps slowed down and his expression became serious.

"Who are you? Where is Yigui?"

He turned his head to look at Chen Jia, the man who tricked him here had a bad look.

Chen Jia smiled slightly, bowed to Song Mo, bowed her head and stepped aside.

Sisters and brothers who read books, it’s Monday again~~~~(_)~~~~