The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me Chapter 198

   Chapter 198 Lord Hou, he was caught by the beauty outside the room 88

   Those eyes reflect the snow in Chang'an, always showing warm love.

  Xie Xun suddenly relaxed: "It's okay, let's go."

   She nodded, the figure got into the carriage, and could not be seen again.

  The carriage slowly drove in the direction of Wuzhuo Temple.

  Meng Tangan sat in the carriage and looked out.

   She needs to open Yangzhihua, and the rest of the Chaqiu is easy to solve.

   "Are you nervous?" Qi Lou sneered.

   "I feel so exciting!"

   "These days, one thing after another is not going well! How did Xie Xun do it? It was obvious that everything in Bai'anshan was seamless!"

  Lin House, Liang Jian approached Lin Zhengyuan to discuss countermeasures, gnashing his teeth.

   The good news in front of him is frequent, and when Liang Jian hears it, he is as restless as a needle stick.

   The arrangement is clear. General Pei's army has been beaten all the time. Why is there a major reversal now?

   Did Fang Ne make a mistake?

  If this is the case, is it not implicated in yourself.

  Lin Zhengyuan's face was slightly tired, and his eyes were calm: "The most important thing at the moment is how to clear the crime. We don't have much time. We only have seven days. We absolutely cannot admit this crime."

   If Liang Jian was charged with intention to kill his father, everything before that would be in vain!

   They looked at each other.

   "Pei Yanzhi!"

   This matter was handed over to Pei Yanzhi to investigate. Starting from him, Liang Jian had the intention to win over.

   Pei Yanzhi has always been non-partisan, neutral, cold and upright.

  Lin Zhengyuan called someone: "Go and check what Pei Yanzhi has done recently?"

   Pei Yanzhi is the grandson of General Pei, the queen mother has always disliked Liang Jian, and even brought General Pei back to Beijing to defeat Rong Chong and looked at him in the wrong!

   How could Liang Jian not be angry!

  He deliberately walked step by step, the prince was gone, and the other princes were not respectful when they saw him.

   That ill seventh prince was even more polite and humble, and never dared to take a step beyond the thunderous pool.

   Now everything has changed!

   After the two discussed the countermeasures, Liang Jian came out of the study.

  Lin Han immediately rushed up like a butterfly and asked questions, which made Liang Jian very disgusted: "Don't follow me!"

   Lin Han's grievance pursed his mouth, his body trembled with resentment, and his fingers pinched Cong Lian's arm.

   Cong Lian didn't dare to cry out in pain, so he found an opportunity to leave and ran into Liang Jian on purpose.

   "Three princes."

   Her voice is soft, neither humble nor arrogant.

   Liang Jian took a second look: "Is something wrong?"

   Cong Lian handed him a plum blossom on his back, and said firmly: "Plum blossoms are tough, and they have experienced the wind and snow before they have a fragrance. I believe the third prince is too."

   These words came to Liang Jian's heart, looking at the woman in front of him.

   She looks beautiful, not so amazing, but she is very attractive and more pleasing to the eye than Lin Han.

   Liang Jian's mind moved, and his hand touched Cong Lian's face.

   She didn't hide, she lowered her eyes shyly, covering the dark ambitions in her eyes.

   Wuzhuo Temple.

   Pedestrians came and went one after another, and the incense continued. Some were seeking marriage, children, and future...

   Meng Tangan's expression was indifferent, he walked to the main hall and put on incense.

   Ask for nothing.

   She never believed in Buddhism.

  Buddha will not cross people.

   After offering the incense, Meng Tangan went to the thousand-year-old locust tree in Wuzhuo Temple again, picked up a wooden sign, and after thinking for a while, wrote a sentence and hung it on the locust tree with a red ribbon.

   When she wrote this sentence, she kept thinking about how to leave smoothly later.

  The cold wind blows, the snow is flying, the Chinese locust tree is covered with red ribbons, fluttering in the wind, and the writing on the wooden sign is looming.

   "Donor."

  Dali Temple.

   A group of officials were discussing the case. I don't know who mentioned a temple meeting, and the topic started to go wrong.

   "My family said that they would stay at Wuzhuo Temple for a few days, so they left me alone."

   "I want to accompany my family members to Wuzhuo Temple to pray for blessings, and I won't be drinking with you later!"

  Xie Xun listened to their words and watched the clerk's movements stagnate for a moment, but he couldn't bear it any longer. After more than an hour, there was no progress at all, and he simply threw it on the desk.

   "You can go by yourself, why do you need someone to accompany you."

Xie Xun rarely participates in such topics, the man was stunned when he heard the words, and hurriedly said: "How can this be the same, only once a year, not to mention my family members are weak, I don't feel relieved if I don't accompany her! "

  Xie Xun didn't speak any more. After about a quarter of an hour, he suddenly got up and walked out.

  Those people looked at each other, and they didn't understand why Xie Xun left.

   "Prepare the horse, Wuzhuo Temple."

   A gentle voice suddenly sounded behind him, startling Meng Tangan in the silence.

   She turned around and looked, she was a kind-hearted monk, there was no one around, Yang Zhihua and the others were waiting for her in the distance, and nodded: "Master."

   He looked old, with eyebrows and eyes like an unrolled Buddhist scripture, engraved the word gentleness in his bones, put his hands together, and smiled at her: "This time, don't lose it again."

   "Huh?" Meng Tangan was at a loss, "Did you recognize the wrong person."

   Why is he still familiar, she has never seen him.

   To be cautious, she said sincerely: "I have no money."

   The man laughed: "Donor, remember, avoid fire."

   After saying this, he turned and left.

   looks like a magic stick.

  Qi Lou called out to the good guy: "How can you be healthier than me!"

   Meng Tangan pondered for two seconds: "You are not as cool as him."

   "Miss Meng, shall we go back?" Yang Zhihua looked at the sky, "I'm afraid there will be a blizzard later, and the mountain road will be difficult."

  Zha Qiu was also a little worried: "Yes, girl."

   "Okay." Meng Tangan said gently, walking in the same direction as when they were coming and going.

   Dozens of wild cats came out of nowhere on the road, meowing and meowing, rushing towards them, and while dodging in a hurry, Meng Tangan was scratched on his arm by the wild cat's claws, and the wound was bloody, and he took a deep breath!

   "Miss Meng!" Yang Zhihua drove the wild cat into the distance, her face changed greatly, "Zha Qiu, hurry up and find some medicine."

  Cha Qiu walked out, and was pulled by the woman, she raised her eyes weakly, and her eyes were still a little frightened.

   "I'm a little scared, I want Qiuqiu to accompany me, you go, it's troublesome."

   Yang Zhihua was a little embarrassed. Before leaving, Xie Xun asked him to take a good look at the girl, and this happened.

   "There are all pilgrims around here, it's nothing, I'll wait for you to come back at the gazebo."

"All right."

   Watching Yang Zhihua walk away, she slowly retracted her gaze, her eyes were calm, and she held the time: "Qiuqiu, I suddenly remembered that the bracelet fell in the hall, can you help me go back and find it?"

   "But I'm gone, there's no one around the girl."

   "This is in a temple, what can I do, can I still get lost? Go." Meng Tangan begged softly.

   "Don't go around, girl, I'll be back soon."

"it is good."

   Meng Tangan was left alone in the pavilion. She put down her sleeves and heard the sound of her heart beating faster. After she could no longer see the familiar figure, she immediately got up and walked quickly to the east gate of the temple.

   (end of this chapter)

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