Liang led Liuli to the Buddhist temple, without saying anything along the way. Obviously, he was influenced by the words just now, his expression was a little solemn and he was thinking.

The Buddhist temple is just north of Anxi Hall, under the hillside in the back garden, when the soft chariot arrived, the Qi family was preparing to cross the threshold. The maid who was welcomed at the door said, "The Second Lady has arrived." Nie didn't know if he heard it, so he went straight in. However, Qi stopped, and waited for them to come up in the half-hot manner, without saying much, and said, "Let's go", and followed Liang all the way into the door.

Liuli walked at the end, and it seemed that everyone had arrived. Some were sitting on the stools on both sides, and some gathered together to talk. Old Master He was listening to the butlers' reply, and He Rongsheng brothers were inspecting the details. In addition, those who had noticed Liuli had already looked at each other silently.

Liuli is no longer surprised. The He family has been incest for generations and has strict family education - at least it is true that it is true from Old Master He. There has never been a precedent for the birth of a child outside. Now there is a living example that comes in solemnly, so how can it not be surprising to everyone?

But there is curiosity, but there is no one who comes out in front of so many people to express his curiosity. Are you kidding? The old man and Yu, the eldest wife, one of the centers of the vortex, are here. They are not tired of living and dare to contact such a dangerous person.

So after looking at it, everyone tacitly pretended not to see it.

Liuli had long seen Yu sitting on the bench, just like the peaceful and peaceful quiet she had in her impression, like a quiet river. But this river could be comparable to the weak water in the underworld.

The third lady Yuhua was with her side, blowing a bowl of tea that she had just brewed. The heat from the mouth of the tea cup was rising up, and she ignored it and drank it. It was not that the heavenly dryness and thirst was, so she seemed a little anxious.

No one attracted Liuli to visit him, no one else would. Now even Liang, who was not interested in watching the fun, left consciously.

Fortunately, at this time, someone walked out of the Buddhist temple and shouted: "Master Yongxin is here! Please take your place!"

Everyone found their place and knelt down at the Buddha statue. The housekeeper pointed to the last row of cushions at the end to Liuli: "Miss Xu, please take your seat!" He handed her a scripture and pointed at a teenage girl on the left: "If you can't read, please ask Miss Eight."

The eighth girl Huanhua looked at her, frowned unhappily with her eyebrows, and lowered her head to go to the scriptures.

The sound of wooden fish began to sound after the Buddhist case. The He family's Buddhist temple was built in magnificent and solemn. Now, dozens of people gathered together, which made it even more solemn. Eight years ago, Liuli first entered the He Mansion, and was full of hope to achieve the long-cherished wish of the He family and cure the old lady's illness. Then he was named after the He family and became their filial son and grandson, so he never looked up at it.

Now that she knew the ending, she could never be so pious again. When she read a certain sentence, she looked up and saw a black head in front of her, which was very spectacular. A man was wearing a cassock next to the Buddha's desk, closing his eyes and lowering his eyebrows, and muttering something. Liuli was thinking about him, but he suddenly opened his eyes and his eyes fell directly on her body. In a trance, there was a light flashing in his eyes, which made Liuli feel a little stunned.

"Don't you recognize this word?"

Huanhua next to him was whispering. Liuli turned around and saw her curling her lips contemptuously, and pointed the word Nirvana in her hand. In the Buddhist temple eight years ago - or in the Buddhist temple in her previous life, Liuli had never communicated with her. She knew that she looked down on her, but now she didn't mind accepting her love.

"I would like to ask Miss Eight, what is this?"

"'Nirvana'..." Huanhua wrote with his fingers, and seemed to be helpful to Liuli's eagerness to learn, for fear that she would not understand the allusion, and explained: "It is said that there is a kind of fire phoenix in the West, which is burned to the fire every few hundred years. Every time she is reborn from the fire, and then becomes more beautiful and stronger, bringing gospel to the world. People call the rebirth of the phoenix 'Nirvana'."

Liuli suddenly felt aware and nodded, "So that's it, thank you Miss Eight."

Huanhua was a little satisfied, and he lowered his head to read the scriptures. Because of this interruption, he stumbled a little when he read it again. He was distracted and looked at Liuli. Liuli smiled at her, and she pursed her lips again and whispered: "What's your name?"

"Liuli, nickname is Liuli."

"It really looks like a maid's name." Huanhua frowned and was a little unwilling to accept it: "Is there a big name?"

Liuli thought for a moment and shook her head. After entering Beijing, Xu Niang had told her that only by being low-key, low-key, and enduring, can she have a peaceful life when she went to He's mansion, so she even had to hide the name "Yizhen". But Xu Niang was still wrong. Even if Liuli lowered her head to the dust, no one in the He's mansion would give her a way out.

Of course, it is still necessary to be more low-key. The name Yizhen is really a bit ostentatious to an illegitimate daughter.

Huanhua said oh, wanting to say something else, but when he saw the person kneeling in front of him turned around, he bit his lip and stopped him.

The verse in the afternoon was chanted until noon, nearly two hours ago, and there were few people leaving the table and going to the toilet in the middle. It was not because of the sincerity of the descendants, but because the old man was very majestic.

The lunch was arranged in the side hall. Now the old lady and the eldest wife were in charge of the middle class. The old lady fell ill, and the inner courtyard was naturally treated by Yu. After everyone returned from washing their hands, the housekeeper Lai Fu in the eldest wife led everyone to arrange meals.

The one who looked back at Huanhua was the Sixth Master Tingfu. When the chime sounded at the meeting, he glanced at Liuli and pulled Huanhua away like avoiding the plague. No one paid attention to Liuli. She didn't know whether she should follow her, or wait for the housekeeper to send someone to guide her. Huanhua took two steps and saw that she didn't move, so she said, "Why don't you leave?"

Tingfu pulled her sleeve.

It fell into Liuli's eyes, so naturally he didn't want to attract people's annoyance. He saw Biyun and Old Master He in the distance, and walked towards this side, so he said, "Miss Eight, please leave first. Sister Biyun is here, I'm afraid that I have something to explain." Someone outside the hall was saying, "What are you doing with your sister there?" When he saw that it was Tingfu's biological mother, Aunt Ning, and Huanhua left with the maid.

Biyun came over and called out "Girl", then pointed to the maid Luchang coming beside her and said to Liuli, "This is Cuiying in the old lady's courtyard. She was also working in the old lady's courtyard. She will be with you in the past few days."

Cuiying made a blessing, Liuli returned the gift and called out Sister.
Chapter completed!