Peasant Woman’s Decreed Life as a Wife

  Chapter 1767 requirements

   "I hope Madam will forgive me." Mr. Zhao said politely.

  Ye Muyu nodded: "Sure, when will you ask for a confession? In the temple? Where's Miss Guo, are you awake?"

  She asked a few questions, Master Zhao was a little nervous for a while, afraid that Ye Muyu would intervene in this matter, or worried that she would cooperate on the surface, but in fact the latter questions were deliberately asked to prevent the case from being handled.

  Master Zhao has not yet figured out how to treat Ye Muyu.

  King Qi spoke up, his voice was still gentle, "Madam, don't worry, the interrogation is in the side room next to it, and the king has already sent many guards to guard it, there is absolutely no danger."

   "Everyone can only leave after recording their statements."

   "Miss Guo was frightened into a coma, and she is still over there. I will make a statement at the end."

  Ye Muyu frowned: "I heard that the abbot knows acupuncture, but have you shown it to Ms. Guo?"

   "I have read it, but Miss Guo has not woken up, so I can only wait." King Qi said.

  Ye Muyu said: "Can I go and see Miss Guo?"

   "Of course." King Qi thought this proposal was strange, but thinking about it, maybe Ye Muyu just cared about Ms. Guo, and she also arranged for someone to come to inform her before, saying that she was worried that the murderer hadn't been found yet, and it was important to protect the witnesses.

   King Qi also felt that Ye Muyu was concerned about Miss Guo's safety, so he followed her to the corner.

  In the corner, several girls and maids who had made an appointment with Ms. Guo before to come to the temple surrounded Guo Niannian.

  Guo Niannian was lying unconscious on a stretcher, and there was nothing wrong with his face.

  Ye Muyu squatted down, reached out and touched Miss Guo's forehead, held a handkerchief in her hand, and wiped her forehead, as if she only cared about her.

  When she retracted her hand, the wide sleeves covered her movements, and she touched Guo Niannian's pulse with her fingers.

   "I hope Miss Guo can wake up earlier."

   "My lord, please arrange for someone to record the testimony." Ye Muyu said.

   King Qi nodded, no one paid attention to her small movements.

  Here, King Qi discussed with Lord Zhao, and Lord Zhao led his people to the next room.

  Ye Muyu had already retracted her hand, stood up straight, walked to the Buddha statue, clasped her hands together, said Amitabha, and at the same time, sincerely saluted the Buddha statue.

   "I hope that Ms. Guo can wake up as soon as possible, and Abo recovers from her injuries as soon as possible."

  The king of Qi next to him also followed suit.

  Ye Muyu looked at the abbot: "Abbot, can you chant scriptures for the deceased?"

"Everyone was shocked today. I am worried that everyone will have nightmares at night after returning home. I don't know if we can trouble the abbot and recite the scriptures. We also sincerely worship in front of the Buddha to wash away the guilt in our hearts today. In the final analysis, it is all of us. Not fast enough for the thieves to get their hands on."

  The abbot said Amitabha.

   "The benefactor doesn't need to care, everything in the world has a cause and effect, the benefactor has not been sorry to anyone today." The abbot didn't refuse, but he didn't agree either.

   Instead, he asked King Qi for his opinion.

Although King Qi was a little surprised by Ye Muyu's request, but thinking that Ye Muyu also liked to worship the Buddha, he must have felt taboo. After thinking about it, he helped him and said: "If the abbot doesn't mind, just like Mrs. Chu said, chanting scriptures Don't worry, the abbot, the king will add money."

  A ceremony also requires cost, King Qi knew it well, thinking that the abbot minded this.

  (end of this chapter)