Chapter 80
Xie Yanniang was dumbfounded, met the host's earnest gaze, and murmured: "Since the adopted daughter is real, and there are heavy guards inside and outside, it's not a bad idea to let the girl avoid disaster for two days."

She thought that the old abbot was so eager that he even said that he would leave the temple and help the adopted daughter.Well, if Ruan Jingxin didn't agree, things would be difficult to control, and the friendship with the host would also be broken.

In this case, it would be better to let the adopted daughter come in, at least let her stare under her nose, and then there will be no troubles.

After listening, Ruan Jingxin nodded: "Since Miss Xie is pleading for the host, I will make an exception. I just want to wrong that girl and squeeze with Miss Xie."

Xie Yanniang's eyes widened, knowing that she was picking up a stone to hit her in the foot, and she would stay by her side in the end, so she couldn't help but grimace.

The old abbot smiled and bowed to her with his hands clasped together: "The poor monk is very grateful to the poor woman."

The host gave such a big gift, Xie Yanniang waved her hands in panic: "You don't have to be polite, the host is just a little effort."

She spoke with a guilty conscience and dared not tell the host about the past, presumably the host did not believe it.And I let the adopted daughter stay, more for the regent's sake.

After a lifetime, Xie Yanniang has long since lost the sympathy that overflows everywhere.

Because of this sympathy, he once recruited wolves into the house and caused a commotion.

Xie Yanniang did have some compassion for Mrs. Zhang and her adopted daughter, but she would not put Ruan Jingxin in a desperate situation because of two strangers who had never met before.

Ruan Jingxin helped her, even if it was because of the intention to take advantage of her, Xie Yanniang is now sitting in the same boat with him.

Only when the regent is good can she be good.

Therefore, Xie Yanniang can only be ashamed to thank the host.

The adopted daughter felt that Lingfa Temple was in a state of distress almost before dawn. She was wearing a coarse cloth dress, not to mention the skirt was covered with mud, and was torn several times. Her hair was disheveled and she looked panic-stricken. It took a while to get here.

Seeing her miserable appearance, even the hard-hearted Xie Yanniang couldn't help but sigh.

It is said that a woman's marriage is like reincarnation, and if she marries a good man, she will be happy.If you marry someone who is not human, then life is worse than death.

This Mrs. Zhang's adopted daughter is really not very lucky. She married a scholar and became a scholar's wife, but now it's her turn to be in such a miserable state.

"Thank you, host, for taking me in," the young woman bowed and saluted with red eyes, her legs gave way and almost fell to the ground.

The host was full of pity, because he didn't help her up because he avoided suspicion, and comforted her softly: "The benefactor can stay here for two days, and when you turn around, the poor monk will send someone to take you to hide elsewhere."

"Yes," the young woman stood up slowly, unable to hide the tiredness between her brows.

The chin is pointed, and the eyes are full of blue shadows. These days, I have been frightened, and I don't know how much I have suffered.

Pang Yudi didn't have much thought of pity and sympathy, looked at the young woman, and asked coolly: "Didn't the letter say that you brought a maid here, why are you alone?"

He touched the handle of the knife at his waist, it seemed that if the young woman answered something wrong, he would kill it without hesitation.

The young woman looked terrified, and replied tremblingly: "Originally, I escaped with the servant girl, but I was about to be caught up halfway. The servant girl asked me to change into her dress and ran out from another path. "

While talking, she couldn't help lowering her head and sobbing: "If it wasn't for the maid's help, I wouldn't be able to escape."

Xie Yanniang looked at the young woman crying like pear blossoms and rain, but there was an indescribable disharmony.

What was wrong, but she couldn't see it.

(End of this chapter)

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