MTL - Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter-Chapter 23 A piece of paper in an old book
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Updated: 2013-11-21
The night was quiet and the moon was shining like water, and Qingwei Garden was still on.
Mo Xuetong leaned on the couch, looking at the lamp, Molan packed his clothes for tomorrow.
The room was very quiet, only to hear the violent sound of lanterns jumping suddenly, very light, but it broke the tranquility.
"Miss, are we really going to Bao'en Temple tomorrow? Auntie Fang went to the master and said, there must be no peace of mind." Mo Lan couldn't help but looked up at Mo Xuetong and asked.
"My elder sister chose such a good name. I did n’t go because I was not filial. Even my father agreed, how can I not go." Mo Xuetong's slender fingers made two unconscious strokes on the couch. Go back to what happened in those days.
Since he entered the city, Mo Xuemin has repeatedly folded in his own hands. How could Mo Xuemin and Aunt Fang reconcile, she did not know when Mo Xuemin was linked with Sima Lingyun in previous lives, but now However, she could see clearly that Sima Lingyun had clearly conspired with Mo Xuemin.
The reason why Sima Lingyun had a close relationship with Mofu was that Mo Xuemin once fell off the horse when she was playing with the ladies and sons. It was Sima Lingyun who saved her. In her last life, Mo Xuemin fancyd Ming Gong Shizi Youyue City, although Auntie Fang was later corrected, her identity as a false niece is not worthy of the government, so Youyuecheng finally married her, but Mo Xuemin became an old girl. .
So she turned to Sima Lingyun for election?
She is still not sure about these, but one thing, Mo Xuetong can be sure, Sima Lingyun and Mo Xuemin are definitely a group.
Today Mo Xuemin brought Sima Lingyun to his garden as the first step. It looks like tomorrow's Boun Temple will be their second step. Where will they tamper with? Killing himself directly, or destroying his reputation like his last life, forced himself to marry Sima Lingyun.
In my last life, I was destroyed because of my appearance, locked in the backyard with inferiority, and knew nothing about the outside. At that time, I fell into the lotus pond, Sima Lingyun passed by, rescued myself, and then had to marry him. Because of his tenderness and affinity, he did not dislike his appearance and ruin it, and then followed him.
In this life, how will Auntie Fang do them?
She is still too weak, although the girls around her are smart, but if there is any danger, how can a few weak women stop them? When Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun poured their own poison, Xu mother and Mo Jade also desperately wanted to stop, but what was the result, it was just two lives lost.
She had to find a helper before she could deal with the cruel and capable Mo Xuemin.
But the problem is that although she is an in-house woman, although she can count on the opportunity, there is no helper at all. Even if she had to get Bai Yihao's shot last time, she could never ask him again and again. That person is too dangerous ... … Gazing at the night outside the window, unable to figure out, Liu Mei frowned slightly, and was full of sadness.
When Moran saw her like this, she knew she was thinking, so she didn't ask again.
Helper, she needed a helper, and swiped **** on the couch unconsciously, and suddenly fixed her eyes on the book beside her.
Her heart shook, her bright eyes waved, and Huer rolled over and sat up.
"Miss, but want to drink tea?" Moran put down her clothes and came over to pour a cup of tea for her, but Mo Xuetong did not pick it up, but she held back Moran and asked urgently: "The last few brought Where are the idle books? "
Most of those books were read leisurely, and they were not precious ancient books, so they were not in Mo Xuetong's room, but they let Mo Lan throw them aside.
"Those boxes of books, slaves remember that Mo He had people thrown in the East Chamber. Miss to see?" Mo Lan frowned and thought?
"Go find it for me, find out the Great Qin Guangji, and get it for me."
Although Lan didn't know what Mo Xuetong meant, she looked at her urgently, and responded in a hurry, then turned and went out.
She suddenly remembered one thing. Those idle books in the previous life followed her as a dowry, and went to Zhenguohou with her. Because she was not noticed, she was also randomly stacked in the box. Once, Sima Lingyun was rarely in her room. Sit down and take the book when you are bored and drop one of the papers. Sima Lingyun picked it up and immediately stood up in shock and knocked the tea cup on the table.
Mo Xuetong was doing needlework, looked up and wanted to ask him, only to see him an ecstatic figure and laughter.
Mo Xuetong picked up the book on the ground, looked at the cover, and remembered that it was a mother's idle book, "The Great Qin Guangji."
Next, Sima Lingyun disappeared for a few days. When she returned, there were two dark guards who were extremely capable. Until Mo Xuetong died, the two dark guards had been with Sima Lingyun and conspired in Sima Lingyun. In the days of assassinating the auxiliary father, these two dark guards worked very hard.
Zhen Guohou House is absolutely impossible to raise such a dark guard!
Coupled with Sima Lingyun's abnormality, it can only indicate that there is a problem with the paper in that book. The closer you get to the fact, the more nervous you are.
"Miss, isn't this book?" Picked the curtain, Moran walked in with a book. The girls had been around Mo Xuetong for a long time, and the basic words were still known.
"Take it." Mo Xuetong took a breath and pressed down the throbbing heart.
After receiving the book handed by Moran, I opened the cover with fingers stiff, and surely found the yellowed paper on the innermost layer of the cover. Under the light, there were only a few words on the paper: Dark Guard, two!
There is no signature below, there is only a strange symbol, next to the symbol is the place name, Baoen Temple!
Boun Temple?
"Miss ..." Both faces became white under the light, and the slender fingers froze.
It took a long time for Mo Xuetong to sort out her thoughts, close the paper in her hands, her face returned to normal, and slowly said, "Moran, don't say anything about today, not even Xu's mother."
The fewer people who know about this, the better, as if there is a feeling of extreme insecurity, asphyxiation is suppressed, and it makes people breathless. Why is there such a paper in the mother's book, even if the mother is a daughter of a subsidiary country? The niece of the government is noble, but the existence of this note seems to be the tip of a secret iceberg.
And she was slowly opening that corner ...
"Miss, slavery won't say it." Moran nodded hard, knowing the importance. "But, Miss, is it Boun Temple?"
Bao'en Temple is relatively famous among the Buddhist temples in the capital. It is said that the rebellious Jin king who had been there for some time had practiced there for a while. The Jin king had approached the throne infinitely, only to fall short in the end. King Jin has left countless treasures. Many people were looking for Yuntao at that time, but in the end, they left it alone.
The reason why most of the expensive homes in Beijing like Bao'en Temple is because of this, and because of its unique scenery and elegant location.
After Mo Huawen moved to Beijing, he also lit a long light for the dead wife at Bao'en Temple, so Mo Xuemin prayed for blessing.
"Since it's all Baoen Temple, that's the best, Moran. How is your hand?" Mo Xuetong calmed and asked softly.
"Slavery is fine, tomorrow you can go to Bao En Temple with the lady." Moran knew what she was asking, and looked at Mo Xuetong firmly.
Mo Xuetong sighed lightly, feeling deep in her heart, and stretched out her hand and patted her. She was really inseparable from Mo Lan. Mo He and Mo Yu, though clever, were not as popular as Mo Lan, but also physically stable. Xu's mother is very old, and sometimes it is not appropriate to bring her grandmother, so no matter what, she must get two dark guards during this trip to Bao En Temple.
As long as there are two experts around her guarding in the dark, Mo Xuemin, Aunt Fang's means of dealing with the weak in the meeting will no longer be available.
"Miss, what are you going to do?" Knowing that the matter was serious, Mo Lan looked at Mo Xuetong brightly.
This time she will definitely cooperate with the lady and never make her own claims again.
"Don't pack up first, let Mo Yu clean them tomorrow morning, embroider this mark with me today, make a sachet, and you can hang it tomorrow." Mo Xuetong re-rolled out the paper in her hand, the one under the light. The logo does not look complicated. It looks like words but not words. At first glance, it looks like blooming magnolia flowers.
It's not difficult to outline the lines,
Seeing that the lady has a well-dressed, calm look, she smiled lightly, as if she had an unspeakable self-confidence. Moran was settled by the meaning of this paper. It used to be different. If the lady knew in heaven, she would be comforted.
That paper was also left by the lady to the lady. The lady loves the lady so much that she cannot harm the lady.
"Okay, the slaves will prepare immediately."
At the moment, two people are no longer hesitant. Moran prepares the silk thread. Mo Xuetong first draws the pattern, and then the two people wear the needle and lead together. It is not difficult to embroider a sachet. Shu, once embroidered a picture to worship the old lady, and won the prize in one fell swoop.
There was no speech overnight, Mo Xuetong got up early in the morning. In fact, she didn't sleep for a long time. She found a plain piece of clothes to change, said goodbye to Mo Huawen, and got into the carriage waiting at the door. Aunt Fang laughed. Ha ha sent her to the door and watched her get into the carriage.
"Is Shizi on the road?" Only the back of the horse and the horse left, and Aunt Fang picked up a kind smile on her face, a sneer bloomed in her eyes, and the **** left in front of herself so solemnly, watching Without showing the slightest respect for herself, if it wasn't for the little **** to go out this time and inevitably lose her reputation, she would never be able to argue with Miner in the future, and she would certainly not let her leave so smoothly.
"Shizi had people come to inform him early in the morning. He had already gone to Bao'en Temple. His aunt was in the study at that time, and the old slave had no time to report." Li Yan said with a low voice.
"Okay, let the little **** get in ..." Aunt Fang sneered and turned inside, "It's no wonder that you're looking for death."
"That is, even if Miss Three is in the temple ... it has nothing to do with Auntie, anyway, Auntie didn't follow up, Miss Three did not behave erroneously on her own, who did she blame?"
