The Prime Minister's Wife

27 The eve of the banquet
Bo Qingqing was admiring the scenery outside the door, looked away, yawned, and said lazily: "I'm a little tired after sitting in the carriage for a long time, Missy, let Hu Po and Bi Yu accompany you to play."

Sigh... Mu Zhaoyue sighed with great regret: "I heard that Master Qingyuan will open the Dharma altar tonight. If you send the jade pendant that is close to you to Master Qingyuan to go through the fire, it will avoid ghosts and exorcise evil spirits. Sister-in-law, you really don't like it. Are you going?" The tone was so provocative that people couldn't help but move their hearts.

At this time, Bo Qingqing yawned again and again, her voice was vague, and she said weakly: "Miss, Niuniu is really tired and wants to sleep..." Before she finished speaking, she was already leaning limply on Lianyi's body.

"Little sister-in-law, little sister-in-law... Boqing, don't sleep, get up quickly, Miss Ben." Seeing that Bo Qingqing had closed her eyes, Mu Zhaoyue secretly became anxious. She couldn't sleep now, so she stretched out her hand and pulled her Hold Bao Qingqing's arm, not letting her lean on Lianyi.

Bo Qingqing was desperately holding on to Lianyi and wouldn't let go. Seeing this, Manzhu couldn't help but stepped forward to accompany her with a smile: "Miss, madam is used to taking a break at this time every day. If you think there are few people and not lively enough, the servants will see you later." Miss Chen's and Miss Tao's carriages, why not invite them to offer incense together, what does Missy think?"

"No." Mu Zhaoyue replied firmly.

Lianyi hugged her thin and affectionate body tightly, and said with a worried and fearful face: "Miss, don't be angry. Madam...she really can't walk anymore, or go later."

"Absolutely not." Mu Zhaoyue refused to back down in the slightest. Her goal today was to follow Aunt Yao's wishes to get something close to her. In the future, how will we continue to prolong the descendants of our Mu family and spread the branches and leaves, but if we can get the blessing of the Buddha, we will surely recover soon."

There are three kinds of unfilial piety, the biggest is not to have descendants, Lianyi was speechless for a while, Manzhu looked at Bo Qingqing, and said cautiously: "Miss, Master Qingyuan opened the Dharma altar and went through fire, it is indeed rare to meet, but Madam is young, It's still a child's heart, if you say you want to sleep, you have to sleep. The servant has a way here, I don't know if I should say it or not." After finishing speaking, he secretly glanced at Mu Zhaoyue.

Mu Zhaoyue glared at Bao Qingqing who was already half asleep with her eyes closed, and she couldn't help feeling helpless on her face, and said angrily: "Let's hear it, if it doesn't work, carry it, and you have to carry your master over there."

Manzhu reached out and took a purse from Bo Qingqing's waist, and said respectfully: "Back to Miss, Master Qingyuan has been trained in fire, and what he wants is only the lady's personal things, why not let the slave take it for the lady, and then the lady will take it there , Do you think this is okay?" His eyes fell on Mu Zhaoyue hiding behind cautiously, and he looked at her expectantly, for fear that she would say "no".

Lianyi and Manzhu were so nervous and worried that their foreheads were covered with sweat, they closed their eyes tenderly, lay motionless in Lianyi's arms, and their childish little faces were full of sleepiness.

Seeing this scene, Mu Zhaoyue was secretly happy in her heart, but she deliberately hesitated for a long time before nodding her head in agreement, and said unhurriedly: "That's the only way, who called her my sister-in-law? If I don't help her, who else can help her?" will help her."

Lianyi and Manzhu were overjoyed immediately, and they thanked each other repeatedly. Lianyi hurriedly took a jade pendant from Bo Qing's body and handed it to Manzhu to put in her purse.

Man Zhu had a flattering smile on her face, put the purse in Mu Zhaoyue's hand with both hands, and saluted: "My servant thanked the young lady on behalf of my wife."

The corners of Mu Zhaoyue's lips curled up, and she secretly smiled, glanced disdainfully at the pattern on the purse, frowned and said, "What is this embroidery? .

Watching Mu Zhaoyue's back disappear, Bo Qingqing immediately got out of Lianyi's arms, her eyes were as clear as water, her face was slightly sleepy, the corner of her lips smiled slightly, and she took out an envelope from her sleeve and said, "Manzhu, personally Give it to Master Qingyuan."

"Yes, ma'am." Manzhu took the letter and walked in the opposite direction.

"Ma'am, what are we doing now?" Manzhu quickly disappeared from sight, and Lianyi couldn't help asking.

"The Crouching Dragon Temple is picturesque, so I don't want to enjoy it. It's not that I've let down the young lady's intention to invite me out. Come and walk around with me." It's not the first time she came to Crouching Dragon Temple. On the contrary, she spent most of the year. The first time was spent in Wolong Temple, and it was also here that she met Feng Yunyi.

Thinking of that man, a murderous intent flashed in his flinty eyes.

Lianyi saw that Boqing was like this, so she hesitated before saying: "Madam, this servant thinks that Missy wants to take her purse and jade pendant, so she must have ulterior motives, do you want people to stare at Missy?"

Bo Qing shook his head, looked up, the maple forest on the back mountain of Wolong Temple, the maple leaves all over the mountain were as bright red as fire, and thoughtfully said: "The maple leaves are red again, accompany us to the maple forest on the back mountain." Go straight up the mountain mountain road.

Mu Zhaoyue stood in front of the Buddha statue, worshiped three times devoutly, looked around, and after making sure no one was paying attention, she turned and walked inside.

In the hall, a woman hid herself in a black cloak, heard footsteps, and said approvingly: "Miss Zhaoyue, congratulations on your success." There was a sense of vicissitudes in the voice, and when the cloak was lifted, a picture was revealed. The aged face was Aunt Yao beside Feng Yiyuan.

Mu Zhaoyue took out the purse with the thin and tender jade pendant, exhaled secretly, and said with a smile in her eyes: "Fortunately, Zhaoyue lived up to my aunt's entrustment, these are my sister-in-law's usual purse and jade pendant, please take it away Just like this, can you really make my little sister-in-law lose to the princess?" Putting the purse with both hands, seeing the embroidery pattern on it, he secretly said displeasedly: "Auntie, this purse is so ugly, do you want to get a new one?"

Aunt Yao took the purse with a smile, and said without any hesitation, "It doesn't matter, Miss Zhaoyue is here." Putting away the purse, she said with a smile on her face, "It's all thanks to Miss Zhaoyue that our princess can escape. On behalf of the Eighth Princess, the maidservant thanked Miss Zhaoyue."

Mu Zhaoyue quickly helped Aunt Yao up: "Auntie is serious, considering my friendship with the eighth princess, this little favor is nothing." Besides, she also has her own plans, as long as her brother takes the princess and marry the royal family, whoever He can't shake his position as left prime minister, and no one dares to look down on their Mu family anymore.

After getting the item, Aunt Yao was secretly happy, and bowed to salute: "Miss Zhaoyue, the princess is still waiting for the servant to return, so the servant will leave first."

Mu Zhaoyue said with a look of relief: "You go. Dai Zhaoyue sends greetings to the eighth princess."

"Yes, I must tell the eighth princess about it."

After watching Aunt Yao leave, Mu Zhaoyue took Hu Po and Bi Yu to the Yuntian Pavilion that had been arranged by Wolong Temple.

Back at Yuntian Pavilion, I saw a few second- and third-class maids tidying up the room, but they didn't look at Manzhu and Lianyi. Mu Zhaoyue couldn't help but secretly wondered, and asked a little maid, "Ma'am, where is she?"

(End of this chapter)