The daughter-in-law is so charming, she crazily criticizes the king regent for taking her life

The market is lively, and when you look up, you can see the sandalwood fragrance from the temple in the distance.

Zhao Zhiyin is restless, and even more curious.Along the way, vendors yelled and sold a variety of commodities.She was either touching this or looking at that, and there was no time for her to stop.

Shen Ange followed behind, looked at Zhao Zhiyin in front of him, and then caught a glimpse of Gu Qing who was half a step away from him from the corner of his eye.

She took an object out of her pouch.

Then he turned around and said, "Stretch out your hand."

Gu Qing was probably thinking about something, after hearing what she said, she turned her gaze to look at her, obediently stopped, and stretched out her hand.

After a while, Shen Ange let go, and he obediently raised his hand.

A small piece of something wrapped in oiled paper was placed in Gu Qing's palm.

When I opened it, I found that it was the Umi steamed this morning, but it was not Umi at this time, it was made into a salty pastry by Shen Ange.

Gu Qing raised her eyebrows, smelled it, and looked at Shen Ange.

People and horses came and went around, and guards walked along the street, protecting Shen Ange inside.

Shen Ange shook his fan to dispel the heat, took a step forward, picked up the small piece of pastry and stuffed it into Gu Qing's mouth, and explained helplessly: "This is not sweet, I made salt flavor, today is the Buddha's Day, I see today You didn’t drink the umami porridge in the Chen Mansion, so it doesn’t suit your taste, try it? It can cure diseases and disasters.”

Her eyes were shining brightly, and she seemed to be able to see through the hood.

Her fingertips brushed her thin lips, and after feeding the pastry, Gu Qing was stunned, and Shen Ange was also stunned.

This was almost a subconscious action. She didn't think too much about it, and only after she finished doing it did she realize that something was wrong.

It seems that since that day, her mind has become more and more relaxed, and she always unconsciously makes some strange moves towards Gu Qing.

Gu Qing smiled slightly, without saying anything, rolled the tip of her tongue, put the piece of pastry into her mouth, chewed it slowly, the aroma of rice, added some plum salt, the aftertaste was slightly sweet.

Seeing his expression, Shen Ange guessed that he should be satisfied, so he asked, "Is it delicious?"

Gu Qing chewed casually, but her eyes fixed on her.

After staring at her for a long time, Fang said with deep meaning: "Delicious, sweet."

So, Shen Ange smiled reassuringly, and through the veil, she could clearly see the upward curve of her mouth.

"An Ge, what are you doing here?"

As soon as Zhao Zhiyin turned around, there was no sign of her, and he turned back to look for her, took her by the wrist, and urged: "Hurry up, hurry up, there are many people in Hanshan Temple, it's time to wait."

It was only after Shen Ange arrived at Hanshan Temple that he understood what Zhao Zhiyin meant when he said, "It's time to be anxious".

Zhou Jing was wearing a light-colored robe, standing on the steps in front of the hall, and people came and went to worship Buddha.

Hearing the girl's laughter, she turned around, her brows and eyes full of gentle smiles.

"Sister An Ge."

Zhou Jing first greeted Shen Ange, then Fang bowed to Zhao Zhiyin, "Thank you, Miss Zhao."

Zhao Zhiyin waved his hand, "Okay, I'll bring you here, you can talk slowly." After saying that, he jumped out of the door.

Shen Ange watched Zhao Zhiyin leave helplessly, this girl would start deceiving people anytime soon.

"Brother Jing, why do you want me?" Shen Ange took off his veil and asked.

"Sister An Ge, don't blame Miss Zhao, I asked her to bring you here."

As he said that, he took out a piece of white jade from his waist, with lotus flowers carved on it, and handed it to Shen Ange with both hands: "This is the jade pendant that I asked the eminent monks of Hanshan Temple to consecrate. You are just right."

After a pause, his ears turned red, and he said warmly, "Sister An Ge, don't worry, I will definitely protect you."

In the courtyard in front of the Buddhist Hall of Hanshan Temple, there is a ginkgo tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, whose trunk is so thick that it takes seven or eight people to hug it. The temple separates a range for it.

It is said that it has been hundreds of years.

Every year, many good men and women come here to make wishes and draw lots, write their wishes on red paper with their own hands, and hang the red string in front of the tree.

Gu Qing stopped in the courtyard, waiting behind a man and a woman.

When it was his turn, he picked up the pen to moisten the ink, and stopped writing after the clouds flowed.Seal up the wet paper and hand it over to the enthusiastic novice monk.

The novice also put his paper paper on a string, but instead of hanging it in front of the tree, he put it in his sleeve, and then escaped into the crowd of pilgrims, and walked towards the meditation room in the backyard under the cover of the crowd.

Gu Qing glanced at the towering ginkgo tree, her eyes were as calm as water.

When Gu Qing returned to the front of the Buddha statue hall, he happened to see Zhou Jing put the jade pendant in his hand on a blue tassel, and then handed it to Shen Ange.

That look of wanting to talk...

Hmph... don't have a picture at a glance.

Gu Qing turned sideways and walked aside with her hands behind her back, a shadow clearly appeared in her closed eyes.

"Zhou Jing..." He read out in a cold tone.

In front of the Buddhist hall, Shen Ange didn't know anything about the sight in the courtyard.

Looking at the jade pendant, she felt a little embarrassed.

"Brother Jing, the friendship between you and my childhood sweetheart is hard to come by. You don't need to give me anything anymore. You have given me too many things."

And she has nothing to give him...

After thinking about it, Zhou Jing called her: "Ge'er, there's nothing too much for you...More..."

Zhou Jing was still talking, but Shen Ange couldn't hear him anymore.

It was very strange, she watched his lips open and close, but she couldn't hear any sound, only buzzing in her ears.

She opened her eyes wide, and as her vision gradually blurred, fear suddenly rose in her heart.

Everything in front of her eyes was distorted and distorted, and she blinked several times to no avail.

suddenly!

clang!
There was a bell ringing in the hall, and Shen Ange's blood suddenly surged amidst the sound of the bell.The uncontrollable heat on the cheeks boiled, spread to the limbs, and then gathered in the lower abdomen.

The only thoughts in her head were obviously not enough to think about.

Too strange!how……

This feeling is like... like her reaction after taking the medicine that day in the dark room.

But didn't she get through it?There shouldn't be any more, right?

Gradually, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

wrong!Feeling more ferocious than that day!
Zhou Jing saw that her expression was not right, and there was worry on her face, and he wanted to step forward to help her: "Ge'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't come over!" Shen Ange subconsciously avoided his outstretched hand, but her footsteps were weak and she almost fell to the ground.

She managed to support the brown-red beams on the side, steadied her steps, and saw a hand reaching out to her again in her eyes, she couldn't hold her breath, and shouted: "Don't touch me!"

Realizing that her tone was slightly angry, she raised her head and smiled, "Brother Jing, don't help me."

Something has to be done, not here!Not in crowded places!
But she couldn't think of where else to go, and even the veil was a little twisted.

When Shen Ange turned around, he knocked over the basket in the hands of passers-by, and there was a loud bang, and people came over after hearing the reputation.

Ignoring Zhou Jing's reaction, she held on to her last wisp of consciousness, put on her veil and walked towards the door.

And Zhou Jing was pestered by that man, talking about losing money.

There are many more pilgrims today, almost one after another.

Her vision was blurred, she panicked and didn't choose her way, she didn't realize that she was getting farther and farther away from the guards of the Shen residence under the wall.

When the guard and Yun Zhi found out that Shen Ange had disappeared, Shen Ange had already gone against them.

Her ears were so silent that only her own rapid breathing sounded, and under the cover of the veil, she couldn't see everyone's faces clearly.

As if those people knew her, they were all smiling and waving at her.Even though the bell tower was still striking, she couldn't hear a single bell, only Tumi's laughter and calling.

Shen Ange stumbled, not knowing which direction he was heading, nor how long he had walked.Her consciousness is about to slacken, and her eyes are full of despair...

really just...

Suddenly, his wrist tightened.

Someone came against the crowd and grabbed her. She didn't know who it was and wanted to shake off her wrist.

The figure was getting closer and closer, and she vaguely watched the tall figure covering herself, tall and straight, making her helpless boat dock on the shore.

"It's me." A familiar low voice.

Let me tell you, Dragon Boat Festival, let me be lazy, I will update it from time to time in these two days, at least there will be a chapter.