Looking at him with wet eyes, Feng Qingcheng's lips curled up slightly, and he naturally took his hand back. At the same time, he also pulled away Yang Xiyue's warm quilt, and said in a deep voice: "Hurry and tidy up, it's very easy.

It's coming soon."

Everyone saw that he had just gotten into the carriage. If Yang Xiyue got out of the carriage with such disheveled clothes, it would probably make Mrs. Liu Yang hate her even more. What's more, the place they are going to this time is Guangming Temple. According to legend,

It's even worse to go out.

Yang Xiyue woke up long ago when he made such a fuss. She glanced at Feng Qingcheng sadly and reluctantly got up to get dressed. In other words, although this carriage was small, it was really comfortable to sleep in it. She didn't feel anything at all.

, she slept for so long. After putting on her shoes, Feng Qingcheng took out a bronze mirror from somewhere to help her arrange her hair and clothes.

This small gesture made Yang Xiyue, who was just angry, reluctantly forgive him for what he had just done. After finishing, the carriage had not stopped yet, Yang Xiyue stretched out her hand and gestured: "When did you come here?"

She was obviously the only one on the carriage at the beginning, but when she woke up there was an extra person.

"It came when someone was sleeping like a pig."

Yang Xiyue glared with beautiful eyes, expressing her dissatisfaction, and found that the other party was still smiling slightly, obviously laughing at her. She couldn't speak, and she couldn't be beaten. Yang Xiyue was shamefully cowed, and turned away angrily, not wanting to interact with Feng anymore.

Qingcheng speaks.

The carriage stopped not long after, Feng Qingcheng stood up and got out, and then helped Yang Xiyue out of the carriage. As soon as she got off, Yang Xiyue felt a little uncomfortable in her back. She turned around and met Liu Jianjia's sad and jealous eyes, and almost

A hole was poked out of her back. Liu Jianjia, a woman, rarely showed her true emotions in front of so many people. Why didn't she hide this time?

It seems that Feng Qingcheng, a beast in clothes, is causing trouble again. A flash of understanding flashed through Yang Xiyue's clear eyes. It is probably what she thought. No wonder Feng Qingcheng ran to her carriage. It turned out to be because of this.

.

She is so pitiful. It was obviously Feng Qingcheng who caused the bad luck, but she was always the unlucky one in the end.

Feng Qingcheng tilted his head slightly and saw her eyes moving rapidly. He knew at a glance that she was planning some bad idea. However, she was so cunning and cute. He looked at her with deep eyes.

There was an imperceptible smile everywhere. He didn't even notice it, but unconsciously, his eyes would always fall on Yang Xiyue.

Liu Jianjia on the side saw this scene in front of her eyes, and her chest hurt so much that she almost couldn't breathe. Could it be that her years of companionship were really no better than half a year of being a mute? Until now, Liu Jianjia still can't figure out what she is.

How could he be inferior to Yang Xiyue, a mute?

There are two figures, one tall and one low. The clothes they are wearing are similar in color. The young man is as gentle as jade, and the woman standing next to him is charming, with dimples on his cheeks looming. The most unforgettable thing is that

Her almond-shaped eyes were so bright and clear that anyone who saw them would fall in love with them from the bottom of their hearts. Liu Jianjia looked at them in shock, her face turning pale little by little.

After a while, they seemed to be so compatible.

Mrs. Liu Yang was helped down from the carriage by Granny Hu. She saw Liu Jianjia who was in a state of despair at a glance. She couldn't help feeling a little distressed and said, "Jianjia, come here quickly. Don't stand there. It's cold."

The palace has been coming here like this for so many years. At this time, the host has already prepared the wing room for them to live in. All they have to do is ask the monks in the temple to lead the way and go directly to the wing room first.

"Amitabha, I have met all the donors." A young voice came from behind them.

Yang Xiyue raised her head fiercely. Isn't this voice the child of Gong Ming who insists on pretending to be an adult? When she looked over, it turned out to be Gong Ming. She hadn't seen him for a few months. Gong Ming seemed to have grown taller and fairer.

Small face.

The baby fat made Yang Xiyue uncontrollably stretch out her hand to squeeze it. With eyes like black grapes, she clasped her hands together and pretended to be calm: "The host uncle said, let Gong Ming come to receive the distinguished guest. Please come with Gong Ming."

"Little Master, how did you know we would arrive at this time?" It was probably because of her old age. Mrs. Liu Yang particularly liked such well-behaved children. As soon as Gong Ming finished speaking, she couldn't help but ask with a smile.

Sure enough, people have different fates. She has been in the palace for so long, and she has never seen Mrs. Liu Yang give her a smile. But now, she actually smiles like a kind old woman. This change of face is really fast. She is thinking wildly.

When Yang Xiyue's scalp hurt, she immediately frowned and reached out dissatisfiedly to push away the hand that was pulling her hair.

"Don't make trouble." Feng Qingcheng leaned over and whispered two words in her ear. His warm breath blew on the cold earlobe, which made Yang Xiyue reach out and pinch her ears uncomfortably, and stayed aside honestly.

He looked at it without saying a word.

Liu Jianjia helped Liu Yang and walked over, stopping next to Feng Qingcheng.

Gongming was still the serious little novice monk and replied: "Back to the donor, the master said that a distinguished guest will be coming this evening. Female donor, the master invites you to come over to drink tea and play chess tonight."

After saying that, Gong Ming glanced at Yang Xiyue, who nodded with a smile. Just when he was about to make a gesture, he heard Liu Yang asked in surprise: "I wonder who your master is?"

"Gong Ming's master is still Master Yuanyin." Yang Xiyue liked to see him like this the most.

Liu Yang was startled and burst into joy. Who doesn't know the name of Master Yuanyin? After all, he has lived for most of his life. Liu Yang suppressed the joy in his heart and said: "There are so many of us, Yuanyin

Who does Master Yin want to meet?"

With so many questions, Gong Ming was more patient than Yang Xiyue expected, and replied: "Of course it's the female donor who came with you."

As soon as she finished speaking, a look of disbelief appeared in Liu Jianjia's eyes. She had never seen Master Yuanyin before. She came to Guangming Temple every year, could it be that she could finally see Master Yuanyin this time? Liu Jianjia felt confident and thought of it.

There was another person who came with me, and he couldn't help but said softly: "Little Master, can you speak more clearly? The concubine is also here?"

"Master said that the female donor had a noble character and a noble destiny." Gong Ming said this and turned around to lead the way for them.

Liu Jianjia was in a daze. Yang Xiyue was kidnapped a long time ago and is not as chaste as you. Therefore, she is the one who has a noble character. Thinking of this, Liu Jianjia showed a smile on her face, and her pale face became a little brighter.
Chapter completed!