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"Young master, this old servant just saw Lord Jinlang's carriage, looking at the direction, it's going to the Temple of the Holy Mother!" Asang sat on the shaft of the carriage, turned his head and said to Long Tingxuan in the carriage.

Inside the cabin, the temperature is cool and comfortable.

Long Tingxuan was reclining lazily on the soft couch, a small ice basin was placed in a corner a few steps lower, which was now filled with curling white smoke.

He turned sideways when he heard the sound, and the snow satin robe fit softly on his slender body, the lines were indescribably charming and graceful.Long Tingxuan used a snow fan to lift a corner of the bamboo curtain of the car window, and his deep eyes followed the long street leading to the Notre Dame Temple. Sure enough, there was a simple and simple carriage in front of it not far away. Behind, the emblem printed by the Jinfu can be faintly seen, and it is slowly moving forward.

"Oh, Notre Dame Temple? Then let's go and see it too!" Long Tingxuan put down the bamboo curtain and ordered.

"Uh, young master, didn't you say that you would go to Jiyage to pick out antique utensils and give them to Mrs. Chen as a birthday gift?" Ah Sang frowned and reminded.

Long Tingxuan opened the snow fan, leaned his body on the soft couch again, and said calmly: "I'll pick out the antiques of the Accords later, I won't run away, go to the Notre Dame Temple first!"

Did the Notre Dame Temple Fair run away?

Ah Sang muttered in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

The young master has always said one thing, do whatever you want, just follow orders!

Ah Sang replied yes, and pulled the reins, turned a corner on the street of West Market, and drove towards the Notre-Dame Temple.

The carriage stopped steadily, Zhao Hu raised the curtain, stood under the car and bowed his head, saying: "The Holy Mother Temple is here!"

Jin Jin helped Xiaoxiao's hand out of the carriage and stood in front of the Notre Dame Temple.The sky is bright, the willows are blowing on the dike, the breeze is refreshing, and the unique scent of sandalwood is lingering on the nose. A faint haze shrouds the glazed tile eaves of the Notre Dame Temple. From a distance, it looks like a floating auspicious cloud.

Cars and horses come and go in an endless stream, and believers with double-opened red doors come in and out.There are devout and respectful smiles on their faces.

It seems that the incense of the Notre Dame Temple is really strong as rumored!

Jin Zi put his hands behind his back, looked at Zhao Hu with a smile and asked, "Do you want Catcher Zhao to go in with you?"

Zhao Hu stood on the edge of the car shaft, lowered his eyes to Jin Zi and cupped his hands, and said awkwardly: "My lady... uh. If you want to go in and pray for blessings, I don't want to bother you, I just wait outside."

Knowing the identity of his daughter's family, Jin Zi made Zhao Hu a little cautious. Since Zhao Hu accidentally bumped into him yesterday, he didn't dare to look directly at him and speak, and even spoke in a very gentle and soft tone.I'm afraid that my stupidity will frighten myself.

It was really hard for him, Jin Zi couldn't help sighing.

"That's it. I'll trouble Catcher Zhao to wait outside for a while!" Jin Zi smiled.

"Yes!" Zhao Hu pursed his lips in reply.

Jin Jin and Xiaoxiao walked into the Temple of Our Lady side by side. The temple was full of cigarettes and the smell of sandalwood was very strong. There was a queue near the incense tower, all faithful men and women waiting to burn incense and offer treasures.

Inside the treasure hall, what catches the eye is a statue of the Virgin Mary portrayed lifelike, crowned with bead curtains.benign countenance.

There are a group of maidservants kneeling under the statue of the Virgin Mary, and the sound of lottery is like rhythmic string music.lingering in the ears.

Although Jin Zi didn't ask for anything, he couldn't help being moved by the atmosphere and followed the trend.

"Xiaoxiao, go and ask Miao Zhu for a lottery!" Jin Zi ordered.

Smiling in response, she hurriedly stopped when she turned around, and said to Jin Zi, "Mr. Lang, you must not go away, I will be right back!"

Jin Zi smiled, and leaned into Xiao Xiao's ear in a low voice, "I know what you're thinking of, don't worry, I'm not a shrew, your wife, and besides, psychopaths are not common!"

Xiaoxiao's face blushed, but she didn't expect the lady to express her inner worries in one word. The case of Xiao Daochen is over after all, because of a low smile, she went to ask for a lottery.

On the other side of Miaozhu, it was very lively at this time, and those waiting for the release of the lottery had already lined up outside the gate of the main hall.

Xiaoxiao squeezed into the crowd, asked an eleven or twelve-year-old boy for a lottery, and paid five dollars.

After laughing and leaving, I saw a middle-aged servant woman in scarlet clothes pulling the middle-aged man Miao Zhu to the back of the side hall and whispering a few words, Miao Zhu raised his eyebrows, nodded from time to time, and poked his neck to look deeply at the handsome gentleman under the statue of the Virgin. The word Hu trembled.

Jin Jin took the stick, raised the legs of his robe and knelt down on the futon.

Xiaoxiao then knelt beside him, put his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed devoutly: The Holy Mother blesses, please give my wife a man who treats you sincerely, and hand in hand with her to grow old happily!My wife has been lonely since she was a child, and she finally regained her senses. I pray for the blessing of the Holy Mother, and let my wife know how to be a good husband.

Jin Zi shook the lottery tube, with no desires and desires in his heart, and the prayers of the believers echoed in his ears. Only then did he think of his parents who were far away in modern times, and his heart was slightly sour.Close your eyes, pray silently, and send your most sincere wishes to another time and space.

Standing in front of the main hall door, Long Tingxuan looked at the devoutly wishing figure's back, his eyes fixed on him without blinking for a moment.

"Young master, Mr. Jin Lang is asking for a lottery!" Ah Sang said in a low voice.

"Yes, I saw it!" Long Tingxuan snorted, and walked forward. His strong and awe-inspiring aura seemed to have a deterrent effect. Come.

The corners of the snow-white robe gracefully spread out on the futon as he knelt down, and from the corner of Long Tingxuan's eyes, he glanced at the person beside him who closed his eyes and sincerely prayed.

The candlelight in the hall was flickering, and Jin Jin's thick and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a shallow silhouette in his eyes.Her complexion is as white as cream, like a flawless porcelain doll, her nose is pretty, and her facial features are meticulously carved and impeccable...

Such a delicate person, thanks to his misunderstanding for a long time.

Long Tingxuan laughed at himself once again.

With a bang, a bamboo stick jumped out of the stick. Jin Zi opened his eyes and was just about to pick up the bamboo stick on the ground, but she didn't want anyone to be faster than her, so she missed it.

He raised his eyes to meet a pair of deep, wide, black eyes filled with a smile.

"My lord?!" Jin Zi was astonished, knelt down and said, "Why are you here?"

Long Tingxuan looked at Jin Zi with a smile and said, "Could it be that this king can't come to the Temple of the Holy Mother?"

Jin Zi stared at his face inquiringly, his jade-like face was filled with an impeccable and perfect smile, all his intentions and thoughts were perfectly disguised by him, and he could not see any clues.

"The prince can come, but the stick just now doesn't seem to belong to the prince, right?" Jin Zi stared at the bamboo stick in Long Tingxuan's hand and said.

"Oh, this is Mr. Jin Lang's!" Long Tingxuan presented the bamboo stick, and the corner of his mouth raised a curved arc: "I don't know what Mr. Jin Lang is asking for? This is a very good stick!"

Jin Zi rolled his eyes, what did he ask for?

Of course, this can only be said in the heart, and the golden face is just a smile.

"Mr. Lang, let's go to Miao Zhu to untie the lottery!" Xiaoxiao saluted King Xiaoyao, holding Jin Zi's hand and said.

"Unlock the lottery? This king knows the temple wishes here, so there is no need to line up!" Long Tingxuan tempted.

Jin Zi and Xiao Xiao looked at the long queue waiting for the lottery to be released at the same time, and Dai Mei raised her eyebrows slightly. The line is lined up, and they really don't know that they have to wait until the year of the monkey to get their turn.

"The prince has been here before?" Jin Zihu asked.

Long Tingxuan nodded. He actually wanted to know what kind of wish Jin Zi had prayed to the statue of the Virgin just now. Once this man had the mentality of gossip, he would be like a spark that started a prairie fire, out of control. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)