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Chapter 57 The Cruel Mother and Daughter

When they arrived at Jing'an Temple, the old lady sincerely led the crowd to worship. The original intention was to pray for Song Baoling. She never thought that she would meet a thief on the road, and she sincerely prayed to God to keep her family safe.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, is the son still okay?"

A vicissitudes of life sounded, and Jun Tingsheng followed the prestige, only to see his friend Taoist Wang Ting walking towards him.

Wang Ting is an eminent monk of Jing'an Temple. The two had the good fortune to get to know each other many years ago. Although there is a big difference in age, their views are surprisingly similar.

Therefore, the two have also become friends who forget the year.

"Wang Daochang, I haven't seen you for a few years, but your body still looks healthy. Could it be that you are drinking and eating meat behind your back?"

Jun Tingsheng joked with a smile, it stands to reason that this is the quiet place of Buddhism, such words should never be said, but the other party was not angry at all.

I saw Wang Ting walking beside him, looking at the members of the Song family who were paying homage, "Is the son here today to escort the family members of the Song family, or to visit me, an old monk?"

"Both are both, I think Daoist Wang shouldn't mind."

"The old man is not so narrow-minded, the son is at ease."

The two were joking with each other, and suddenly, Wang Ting turned to Jun Tingsheng: "Your Majesty left a game of chess before he left to go to the expedition, and he has not finished playing. It is better to hit the sun than to choose a day. How about continuing today?"

Jun Tingsheng saw that he would not give up easily, looked at Song Baoling who was worshiping, nodded and said: "Okay, please, Mr. Wang."

The two came to the meditation hall next to it, and there was a chess game on the table. Jun Tingsheng stepped forward and took a look, and recognized that it was a chess game he and Wang Ting hadn't finished playing five years ago.

"My son please."

While playing chess, Wang Ting asked a lot about the frontier wars, and Jun Tingsheng told them all the truth.

Knowing that Jun Tingsheng defeated the generals of the Yao Kingdom without a single soldier, Wang Tingzhi praised him for being young and promising, and loved him even more.

After the worship service, all members of the Song family were talking in the courtyard of the temple, and Song Baoling sat on the stone bench a little uncomfortable.

She felt that Jing'an Temple was surrounded by turbid air, but she couldn't explain why. She came here to pray for blessings, but she didn't expect it to be even more uncomfortable.

"Lady Song."

Seeing an old monk approaching, Song Baoling quickly got up and walked back to his grandmother. When he looked up again, he saw Jun Tingsheng also following him.

"Wang Daochang, it's getting late today, I wonder if I can let the old man stay overnight with the children at home?"

Jing'an Temple did not easily allow believers to stay overnight, Wang Ting subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after taking a look at Jun Tingsheng, he changed his mind.

"The old lady is serious. The poor monk will arrange the room by someone. You can be more casual."

It has to be said that the monks in Jing'an Temple moved quickly, and they cleaned up the house in a short while.

Song Baoling followed the monk to his room, but happened to meet Jun Tingsheng at the door, and the two looked at each other in unison.

"Ling'er has seen the prince."

Although Dad said he was a little uncle, Song Baoling always felt that it would be a bit strange if he really called Jun Tingsheng 'little uncle'.

Jun Tingsheng felt uncomfortable when he saw her salute to him. He waved his hand to let the monk leave, and then approached the person opposite.

"Linger, there is no need to be polite between you and me."

After a pause, Jun Tingsheng added: "I know you don't remember me, but that doesn't mean the time we spent together was fake."

"Ling'er, it doesn't matter even if you don't remember me. From now on, you only need to remember one thing, that is, no matter what happens, I will protect you."

Song Baoling was at a loss standing there, she could feel the sadness emanating from Jun Tingsheng, was it... because of her?
Worried that Song Baoling would hide from him again like before, Jun Tingsheng walked around her and walked into the room after finishing what he wanted to say.

Song Baoling watched him walk into the room, and suddenly realized the next moment that he was arranged next door to her.

Thinking of her father repeatedly telling her to stay away from Jun Tingsheng, but this man has been chasing him all the way, anyway, she has no way to stay away.

Here, Song Baozhu sneaked into the meditation room where Li Shi was staying, taking advantage of no one's attention.

When Li saw her precious daughter, she threw down the scriptures excitedly, "Oh, you are here. I heard the monk sweeping the floor say that someone has come to Xuanpinghou's mansion, and I guess you are among them."

"Well, did anyone see you coming here? Don't let anyone find out."

While talking, Li Shi stretched out his head to look out, then closed the door and pulled Song Baozhu to the table and sat down.

"Pearl, you don't know what kind of life mother is living here. It's cold in winter and hot in summer. For five years, I've been living in a muddle. Sometimes I don't know if I'm still alive..."

Li Shi cried to Song Baozhu, but the other party listened quietly and didn't reply, and waited for her to finish speaking before patiently comforting her with a few words.

"Mother, actually I'm here this time to tell you something."

Song Baozhu looked at her expectant mother, and sighed helplessly: "I have reached the age of Ji, and my grandmother wants to find a husband for me, and she chooses only the sons of high-ranking officials and nobles."

"But no one has been decided so far, mother, do you have any suggestions for this?"

For this matter, Li Shi had a plan long ago, but she never had the chance to tell Song Baozhu.

"Mother thought about it, you can enter the palace to participate in the draft."

When Song Baozhu heard this, she quickly waved her hands: "I can't, mother, I can't, how can I do such a thing as a draft..."

"Why not?"

Li Shi directly denied her, and said: "I have already thought of a way to go back. After I go back, I will start planning your marriage."

"Don't worry, you are my daughter, and I will definitely make you a dragon and phoenix among people."

Hearing what she said, Song Baozhu's heart began to shake a little. If she really succeeded in the draft, then she would be a person of high status in the future, and even Song Baoling would be trampled under her feet.

"Pearl, there is one more thing."

Li Shi suddenly grabbed Song Baozhu's hand, "That little bitch Song Baoling, we can't let her go back alive."

!!!

As soon as these words came out, Song Baozhu's mind buzzed, "Mother, you mean to make her..."

Li Shi nodded seriously, gritted her teeth and said, "She must die here, once she is allowed to go back alive, how will our second wife turn around?"

Of course, Song Baozhu knew this, but if she wanted to kill Song Baoling, she really couldn't bear the consequences.

What if it doesn't work out?

"Mother, Jun Tingsheng is also here today. With him around, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make a move."

Li Shi sneered indifferently, "It's just a brat, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Don't worry, you only need to lead Song Baoling to the mountain behind the temple tomorrow morning, and I will handle the rest."

Hearing that, Song Baozhu was still a little hesitant, but when she thought that Song Baoling might become a stumbling block in her draft, she was moved again.

"Okay, I'll listen to my mother."

(End of this chapter)