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Chapter 8 Prayers
Mrs. Qin said with a smile: "The sun is very good today, it would be beautiful if I added an extra cloak."

She was also wearing a cloak, which was folded aside because of the warmth in the car.

A precious snow fox thick cloak, looking low-key and warm.

Xue Zhiyan on the side was wearing a lake blue long coat embroidered with lotus flowers, which looked more gorgeous than Ye Zhaoyan.

It's just that if this brocade cloak is added, it will be reduced to a foil in an instant.

She was filled with jealousy and resentment.

But can not show the slightest.

Such a beautiful object should have belonged to her.

Although she is from the Xue family, she has been raised in Ye Mansion for several years.

She is the most outstanding woman in Ye Mansion.

Ye Zhaoyan is pedantic and old-fashioned, so luxurious and beautiful clothes match her, it's a waste of money.

Mrs. Qin naturally noticed Xue Zhiyan's gaze.

It's just that she has no time to care about these, the things in front of her are more important.

"This cloak is specially made by me. It must look good on you."

She stuffed the cloak into Ye Zhaoyan's arms and urged, "Try it!"

Ye Zhaoyan took the cloak and tried it on, but said: "This cloak is very good, but it's a little too small. Maybe it's because I've gained weight in the past few months."

Ye Zhaoyan seldom makes new clothes, and the cloaks are rushed to the size measured in spring, and it has been three months now.

If you say it's small, it's justified.

It's just that Mrs. Qin clearly looks like a perfect fit.

There was a flash of panic in her eyes, but it was fleeting, and soon a smile appeared: "You girl, when did you learn to be modest, and your mother said that you are too thin and you need to grow up!"

Xue Zhiyan at the side heard this, and clenched the veil tightly without any trace.

With her pride, it was not appropriate to speak at this moment.

Whenever there is something good in daily life, others rush to beg her to accept it.

The present situation is special.

After deliberating over and over again, when the air was about to freeze, she slowly said: "Sister Zhaoyan, you are thin, how about wearing my clothes?"

As he spoke, he opened his package, took out a lotus-colored outer shirt and placed it beside Ye Zhaoyan.

The outer shirt is elegant in style, embroidered with complicated patterns, and the cuffs are embroidered with light green bamboo knots.

It looked very delicate, but in terms of luxury, it was far from the dress in Ye Zhaoyan's hand.

Mrs. Qin hurriedly stopped her and said, "Zhaoyan is going to the Yin Temple for the first time, so he should dress more expensively."

When Xue Zhiyan was refuted, she couldn't bear it anymore, and reluctantly said: "I'm just afraid that Zhaoyan's sister will catch a cold."

As he said that, the hand holding the outer shirt was also a little uneasy.

Ye Zhaoyan slightly lowered his eyelids to conceal the flash of light in his eyes.

She took Xue Zhiyan's hand and said, "Thank you, sister. Sister Zhiyan will hold this light red brocade cloak for me."

Xue Zhiyan's complexion turned brighter, and she was glad in her heart.

She almost couldn't get off the stage just now.

Who would have thought that Mrs. Qin, who was polite to her on weekdays, would lose the chain at a crucial point.

What an oddity!
She hesitated for a moment pretending to be reserved, and finally took the cloak.

"Thank you, sister Zhaoyan."

"you are welcome."

Ye Zhaoyan had a smile on his lips, gentle and polite, and his tone was calm and indifferent, making it impossible for people to feel the slightest bit of disgust.

Seeing this, Mrs. Qin couldn't help sighing from the bottom of her heart.

After the carriage drove into the city gate, the road was unimpeded.

Soon, they drove into a large temple.

It is now afternoon, the sun is gradually setting to the west, and the temple is full of people who are full of incense.

There are stalls on both sides of the street, and vendors are selling incense candles, candied haws and other items.

Ye Zhaoyan did not expect that the hidden temple in the corner would be so lively.

The carriage stopped in front of the gate of the temple, and Ye Zhaoyan, Mrs. Qin and Xue Zhiyan got out of the carriage.

Xue Huaitan's men and horses were so large that they stopped to rest on the hillside not far away, fearing that they would hinder the common people from passing through.

Only six shrewd guards were sent to accompany the chariots and horses of the three female relatives.

The coachman unloaded the things on the car, and asked Ye Zhaoyan respectfully: "Miss, you go ahead first, we will be there later after packing up our clothes."

Ye Zhaoyan thanked him and walked towards the temple.

In front of the temple, dozens of monks dressed in coarse linen were responsible for maintaining order. Seeing the three of them visiting, they immediately greeted them.

The crowd had already received the news that the nobleman from the Ye Mansion was here, so they naturally understood that the three people in front of them had extraordinary identities.

But they don't know who is the most honorable Miss Ye Mansion.

The three people in front of them are all exquisitely dressed, but the light red brocade cloak is the most eye-catching.

Several winking monks gathered around Xue Zhiyan's saddle and horse.

This made her feel very dignified, and she pretended to be noble, like a daughter of few words.

Ye Zhaoyan was amused when she saw this, she left the lively crowd and walked towards the side door.

The wing rooms of the Yin Temple for the nobles to pray for blessings and practice meditation are often beside the main hall.

"Miss Zhaoyan is here. This old monk is called Huiyuan. Please follow me to the backyard."

An unremarkable monk approached, smiled at Ye Zhaoyan and said.

His complexion is dark, and there is a simple and honest look between his brows.

Ye Zhaoyan had never met him before, but the other party recognized her accurately.

What a rarity.

"Thank you, master!" She blessed Hui Yuan and followed him into the temple.

Seeing this, Xue Zhiyan, who was not far away, followed closely behind, fearing that she might miss something.

Mrs. Qin was a few steps behind and quietly stopped outside the courtyard gate.

At the foot of the mountain, Xue Huaidan looked in the direction of the Yin Temple with deep eyes, as if he was quietly waiting for something.

Like a dormant hunter waiting for trapped prey after a heavy rain.

A handsome and plainly dressed monk was rushing to the temple on the mountain.

He passed by carriages and horses, and looked at Xue Huaidan curiously.

"Why does the Lord of Destiny stop here? The Buddha is close at hand, why don't you come forward and pay respects?"

Xue Huaitan's whole body exuded majesty and nobility, ordinary passers-by along the way never looked him in the eye.

This person has an ordinary appearance, but he is fearless in the face of him, which is really rare.

Xue Huaitan reluctantly said: "There is a Buddha in my heart, what's the difference between worshiping and not worshiping?"

"A person with a Buddha's heart is indeed not bad." The monk put his hands together and said.

He saw Xue Huaidan's black mist-like hostility lingering between his brows, he finally sighed.

"Respect and awe are different after all."

Xue Huaitan ignored this strange monk, seeing him walking away, he turned to attract his confidants.

"Has that person been sent over?"

"It's been arranged." The brown-clothed guard beside him bowed his head and replied.

After Ye Zhaoyan recovered from his illness, Xue Huaidan's control over Ye Mansion began to lose balance.

He hadn't experienced this kind of unpredictable feeling for a long time.

The old man Ye Wenxuan gave it to him last time.

The time to go south is approaching, if he can't take away Ye's mother and daughter, his plan will be shelved.

However, this seemingly obedient daughter is not as good as he wants.

He didn't mind creating a little handle for her so that he could firmly control the mother and daughter.

On the other side, Ye Zhaoyan and his group followed Hui Yuan to a very secluded courtyard behind the temple.

This courtyard covers an area of ​​about a hundred acres, surrounded by rows of trees with tall trunks, lush and lush, and looks vibrant.

Ye Zhaoyan secretly marveled in his heart.

In this crowded temple, there is such a large and quiet place.

The hidden temple was actually built among the forests, which is really unique.

Could it be that this temple is the Buddhist residence of some noble person?

Ye Zhaoyan followed Huiyuan into the courtyard.

"Miss Zhaoyan, please come in and pray for blessings." Hui Yuan said to Ye Zhaoyan.

Xue Zhiyan was about to go forward together, but was stopped.

(End of this chapter)