Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife

Su Qingwu's heart tightened, and he quickly stepped forward to support Mu Yunyao: "What's wrong with you?"

Mu Yunyao wanted to avoid Su Qingwu, but her eyes hurt so badly when she moved her eyes, and tears immediately gathered: "Don't meddle in your own business!"

Su Qingwu, who was pushed, did not let go, but pulled down Mu Yunyao's sleeve, with a hint of imperceptible urgency in his tone: "If you are blinded by sand, you must not rub your eyes with your hands. Don't mess around." Move, let me blow it for you."

She closed her eyes and couldn't see anything around her, and there was Su Qingwu's aura around her. Mu Yunyao suddenly felt flustered. She couldn't help recalling everything she had experienced in her previous life, and her aura suddenly became chaotic: "Don't bother cousin, Si Qin... Siqin..."

I don't know if Si Qin was busy helping Su Qing organize things, and didn't hear Mu Yunyao's shout.

Su Qingwu frowned, and raised his hand to gently fix Mu Yunyao's face. The warm and greasy touch in his hand made his eyes suddenly darken. He stabilized his breath, and said in a low voice: "Don't move!" After that, he gently blew into Mu Yunyao's eyes.

Regardless of the pain in her eyes, Mu Yunyao directly pushed Su Qingwu aside: "Cousin, please respect yourself." Her eyes were red, and she forced them to open at this time, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Looking at her current appearance, Su Qingwu couldn't help feeling remorse when he thought of what she said just now: He shouldn't have asked Mu Yunyao so bluntly just now, after all, as she said, she It is true that he has only been in the capital for a short period of 20 days. Except for the two visits to the palace, he has never even been out of the palace, so there should be no chance to arrange such things. More importantly, the woman dancing in front of Huancai Pavilion that day had almost the same dancing posture as Yu Yi, and Mu Yunyao had never seen Yu Yi dance before.

"I just want to help you." Su Qingwu looked at Mu Yunyao with a slight frown.

"Don't dare to bother my cousin." Mu Yunyao turned around and walked towards the wing, feeling very bad. She hated the Su family and didn't have the slightest affection for Su Qingwu.

After finishing her work, Si Qin came out. Seeing her like this, she hurriedly stepped forward to support her, her voice full of worry: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"I was blinded by the wind and sand, please help me look."

Si Qin hurriedly checked for Mu Yunyao, and after blowing several times, the sand in her eyes was blown out: "Miss, are you feeling better?"

Although her eyes were no longer in pain, they were still red with tears, Mu Yunyao blinked and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's all right, is the room ready?"

"It's all packed up, Miss, do you want to go back and rest for a while?"

"Um."

Hearing the conversation between the master and the servant go away, Su Qingwu let go of his fists, and twisted his fingertips expressionlessly. It seemed that the fingertips still had the touch of Mu Yunyao's cheek just now, as warm as jade , Smooth as fat, beautiful and heart-shattering.

After a long time, he bent down to pick up a ginkgo leaf from the ground. There seemed to be emotions in his eyes struggling to come out, but he suppressed them with reason: "Everything in the world is transformed into form. If you don't move your heart, everything will not change." verb: move……"

After reading this sentence from the Buddhist scriptures, Su Qingwu turned and left, but he didn't throw down the ginkgo leaf he picked up in his hand.

After settling down, I have to kneel for two hours from the evening.

Jinlan and Jinqiao started to help Su Qing and Mu Yunyao prepare early in the morning. Seeing that it was time to kneel in the evening, they took out the delicate cotton pads they had sewn and tied them on their legs. The cotton pad is filled with medicinal materials for promoting blood circulation and dredging collaterals, and it is filled with cotton, which is extra soft. With the futon prepared in advance, kneeling for two hours cannot bear too much pain.

In fact, most of the kneeling scriptures focus on the form, and generally it is not necessary to kneel for such a long time, but the eldest lady wants to torment Su Qing and Mu Yunyao, so naturally she will not be accommodating, otherwise she would not have sent Nanny Qi over to watch .

Mu Yunyao looked at Su Yaxian and the others, feeling a little apologetic in her heart: This time, she has troubled them, and when Su Yaxian plans to leave the eldest lady, she can take the opportunity to help her, which can be regarded as repaying today's apology .

Candles were brightly lit in the praying hall, the sound of wooden fish was quiet and pleasant, and the scent of sandalwood calmed the mind. Mu Yunyao brought up the Buddhist scriptures she copied and enshrined them on the incense table under the Buddha's throne.

Su Yaxian and the others also put aside the Buddhist scriptures they copied, but they only copied two volumes, and put them together with Mu Yunyao's twenty volumes, the contrast was really strong.

Su Qingwu couldn't help staring at Mu Yunyao, but found that her complexion was normal, with a faint smile on her lips, as if she didn't have the slightest complaint or injustice.

Su Qingwu went up to offer incense on behalf of the Su family, then stepped back and knelt on the futon in front of him to salute.

After Mu Yunyao and the others saluted, they knelt down on the futons and calmed down to wait for the monks to chant scriptures and pray for blessings.

For a while, the entire hall was very quiet, only the sound of the wooden fish thumping.

Mu Yunyao looked up at the Buddha sitting on the throne, her eyes were extraordinarily calm, after a long time, she bent down to salute the Buddha, silently muttering in her heart: I am reborn, I wish my mother a long life.

She has her own arrangements for the future, she can move forward step by step, she doesn't have to rely on the Buddha's pity, the only thing she can ask for is the life of her mother. She hopes that her mother can live a long life, and if this wish can really come true, she is willing to pay a silver to rebuild Baohua Temple.

Su Qing, who was on the side, also saluted the Buddha, but what she prayed for was that Mu Yunyao would have a safe and smooth life and not experience the sufferings of her previous life again.

The wooden fish sounded regularly, and Su Qingwu was reciting Buddhist scriptures. However, he did not want to pray for blessings, but wanted to calm himself down. He didn't want Mu Yunyao to disturb his mind, and he didn't want to fall into the trap because of her. Dilemma, so I tried to pull out the seeds that had taken root in my heart over and over again.

Not to mention the three Su Yaxian sisters, they just hoped that time would pass quickly.

In the praying hall, the name is to pray for the old man of the Su family, but there is no one who can really think of him.

The first night was very peaceful, although the time was a bit difficult, but under the condition of sufficient preparation, I didn't suffer much, but my knees were a little numb.

Two hours later, Mu Yunyao accompanied Su Qing back to the wing.

Si Qin and Si Qi quickly brought hot water so that they could soak their feet and kneel to experience the tainted cold.

After Mu Yunyao finished soaking her feet, she felt much more comfortable. Just as she returned to her room, she saw a small note on the table in the room. When she opened it, it was written in King Yue's handwriting. Two words: by the stream.

Mu Yunyao frowned, and burned the note on the candle: King Yue also came to Baohua Temple?