"Auntie … aunt …"
The little guy was still young and had just learned how to speak, but the first word he said was aunt.
Lin Mengya smiled with her eyes curved. She hugged Mo Yan and kissed him.
She thought that she had not suffered a loss in her life. Her husband was a loyal and powerful peerless handsome man, and her brothers were also excellent people who were hard to find in the world.
Now that she had picked up a little nephew to raise, he was unexpectedly also as delicate as a doll, as if carved from jade.
His luck was truly heaven-defying.
Now that she saw those people who tried to stop her life, she didn't have any grudges in her heart.
Who could have such a smooth sailing life for their entire lives? He would just treat those side issues as seasonings when he was bored in his life.
"Master, are you really not afraid that our Prince Yu will marry that crazy woman?"
Baishao was unlucky today, and her dishes were cleared early.
She knew that her master liked to eat melon seeds, so she grabbed a handful for her master to peel.
In fact, as soon as their wangye left, they found out from their mistress why the Emperor had summoned their wangye in such a hurry.
Poor Emperor Jin Yuan. He thought that he had done it flawlessly and could catch them off guard. In fact, even the servants in Prince Yu's Mansion knew what he was planning.
It was very aggrieved to be the emperor.
Lin Mengya narrowed her eyes. Although they had been hiding from one place to another, the meticulous Baiji still remembered that Lin Mengya liked to eat sweets like candied fruits in winter.
She had prepared green plums, bayberries, dark plums, and other things early. Now she brought them to Lin Mengya, which made her feel very sweet.
Crazy woman was the nickname given to Feng Zidie by the maids at home.
Feng Zidie was not so much crazy because of love, but she was just a young lady who couldn't stand any setbacks.
Whoever she liked had to like her.
If the person didn't like her, he owed her.
Lin Mengya didn't know where this kind of wishful thinking came from. She had always sneered at this kind of robber logic.
She and Long Tianyu had always been equal.
She loved him, and he could not love her. However, her love was not a cheap product that could be stuffed into a man's hands.
Even if she was in Feng Zi Die's position, she would rather lay out her feelings clearly in front of that man.
If he liked it, then it would be a happy ending. If he didn't like it, then she would just treat it as a wonderful period of unrequited love.
Only by cherishing oneself could one be cherished by others.
Feng Zi Die did not understand this, so in the eyes of the bystanders, it became the most ridiculous joke.
"What am I afraid of? Do you think His Highness is that stupid?"
She understood her man better than anyone else. It would be an insult to him if he kept doubting and doubting.
In any case, she did not take Feng Zi Die seriously at all. She looked around the courtyard and then looked at Baishao in confusion.
"Didn't you go to invite Sister Linlang? Why, why don't I see her? "
Su Linlang was still living in Prince Yu's Mansion. According to Lin Mengya and Long Tianyu, they had the responsibility to protect Su Linlang, at least before Sheng Nankun's "resurrection".
Although Lin Mengya did not think that Su Linlang should stay chaste for Sheng Nankun, at least she did not want the two to be left with lifelong regrets because of various misunderstandings.
Moreover, from the time she spent with Su Linlang, she was afraid that Cousin Linlang was a very affectionate person.
She hoped that she would get what she wanted in the end.
"Princess Linlang went to burn incense with her maid. I heard that there is a new temple outside the city. Last time when Princess Linlang went there to relax, she somehow took a fancy to the incense there. Now she goes there every two or three days. Maybe it is more effective. "
It was Baizhi who answered. She was now known as the know-it-all in the prince's mansion.
There was nothing that she did not know, big or small. But she was born with a cute and silly look, so people could easily let down their guard around her.
Lin Mengya intended to train her to develop in the main business of Sanjue Hall. After all, Baishao was now a strong business woman who could shake the whole capital city with a stomp of her feet.
Looking at Baishao, who was heartbroken after losing a tael of silver, Lin Mengya could only secretly criticize her.
As the saying went, the richer the person was, the more stingy he would be. It was true.
"Oh, the incense there must be good. You should ask Sister Linlang to donate some money for sesame oil to our mansion. Anyway, your Sister Baishao is very rich. We should also donate some money to do good deeds. "
Mo Yan sat in his arms, eating the sweet chestnut cake.
Lin Mengya casually teased her God of Fortune, but the latter just rolled his eyes, and then took out thousands of taels of silver from his sleeve to carry out her master's instructions.
"The incense is not very strong. In my opinion, the monk in the temple is too handsome, and he has attracted the princess's soul."
Baishao curled her lips and said casually.
Lin Mengya stopped eating the candied fruit in her hand and thought for a while.
"Moyan, do you want to go out with me to see the Bodhisattva?"
The little munchkin in her arms had clear black eyes. Although he didn't know what the Bodhisattva was, when he heard that he could go out with his aunt, his little head immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice.
"Let's go. Anyway, we have nothing to do. Why don't we go and see how handsome the monk in the temple is?"
If they wanted to seduce her family, they had to ask her, the head of the family, whether she agreed or not!
Probably because after the war, the family suddenly relaxed, so they were unprecedentedly enthusiastic about this kind of boring thing.
Lin Mengya just mentioned it, and the men and women in the family, old and young, rushed to catch … to worship the Buddha.
However, they had to leave someone to guard the house.
Lin Mengya appointed four maids, together with Ms. Tian and Aunt Bai, who looked honest and honest, and a steamed bun. They were escorted by Brother Ning in the carriage, and the group of people rushed to the temple in a mighty manner.
"A few days ago, there were no people in these shops. Now, it's lively again. "
Baizhi lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the affected shops outside. Now they were open again.
People came and went in the Capital City, and it seemed that the prosperity of the past had been restored overnight.
"People are like weeds. Wildfire can't burn them, and they grow again when the spring wind blows. Be it war or disease. As long as people are still alive, there is hope. "
Lin Mengya sighed from the bottom of her heart, holding the little guy in her arms.
Be it the Crown Prince or the Emperor.
They all looked down on these people from the bottom of their hearts.
But it was these people who provided for them and maintained the whole world.
She had always thought that the so-called wise emperor should follow the will of the people and steer the helm for his own people.
This was probably the most difficult and arduous job in the world.
Fortunately, there was Long Qinghan, who could make up for it.
Otherwise, she would have to think of a way to give birth to a son and inherit the position as soon as possible.
Naturally, she would be happy to do something that would not harm her own family. "Achoo —"
Long Qinghan, who had just walked out of the palace with Long Tianhao, sneezed violently.
Why did he feel a chill rising up his back?
He looked at the sky in confusion. It seemed that the cloak was not enough. It would be better to add a close-fitting coat.
"Are you sure this is the place?"
Lin Mengya jumped out of the carriage with the child in her arms. Because they were going to the temple, Lin Mengya only wore a stone blue cloak, looking very refreshing.
The little fellow in his arms was dressed in an orange robe, and he looked like a plump little orange.
In front of them stood a small mountain gate.
No matter how they looked at it, it did not look like a Buddhist temple, but more like a street troupe fooling people.
"Yes, this is the place."
Baizhi confirmed again and again, then nodded.
This temple was a little small and shabby. But maybe there was an efficacious Bodhisattva here.
"Alright, let's go in and have a look."
With just one look, Lin Mengya had a strange feeling in her heart.
But without confirmation, she could not jump to conclusions.
She led the group to the mountain temple. The big words "Empty Temple" on the mountain gate made Lin Mengya's eyebrows twitch involuntarily.
It was not a warning of danger, but a feeling. Let's go in and have a look first.
The Empty Temple was not empty, at least the general facilities of a temple were complete.
Passing through the mountain gate and into the inner courtyard, Lin Mengya slightly frowned.
She … she was not mistaken, was she?
In the seemingly new mountain gate hall, there were two monks standing straight on the left and right side. Their eyes were too sharp, weren't they?
And the shining weapons in the hands of the Golden Warriors protecting the Dharma were definitely weapons that could kill people, right?
Behind the Dharma protectors, there were rows of sabers, spears, and sticks … Don't think that she did not see them, they were often used by people.
Glancing around, Lin Mengya felt that the Empty Temple was too strange, no matter how she looked at it.
Passing through the mountain gate, they came to the Heavenly King Hall.
There should be no problem, but why were there always a few monks staring at them since they came in?
Yes, yes, they were staring at them.
Even if they were wearing monk robes and shoes, their heads were still shiny.
However, the way they walked was still a little too heroic.
They were monks with peaceful eyes and solemn expressions.
They, on the other hand, had a stern look on their faces as if they were creditors who had come to collect their debts.
Lin Mengya suddenly felt a little headache. It seemed that when she had time, she really should ask the disguise masters of Sanjue Hall to teach Long Tianhao's men a lesson.
Only a blind man could not see the abnormality of such disguise, okay?
Behind the Heavenly King Hall was the Mahavira Hall.
Lin Mengya's frown deepened, because she saw dozens of monks standing there in a horse stance!
If they wanted to practice martial arts, they should at least pretend to be martial monks.
What was this? Fortunately, they were all on the same side, otherwise, she was afraid that this nest of fake monks would be arrested as bandits, okay?
She was mercilessly ridiculing him in her heart, but the few people at home were watching happily.
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