A prostitute of rebirth

Chapter 141 Worshiping the Buddha is Dangerous (3)
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Bai was ecstatic, kowtowed and thanked: "Thank you for your success, old lady, thank you for your success."

The old lady stopped looking at Mrs. Bai and got her freedom, so she walked towards the gate with Mrs. Mo's support.

"Fifth Auntie, hurry up and keep up." Mr. Xiao said to Mrs. Bai when he saw the old lady walking away.

Forsythia and the others waiting at the door, when they saw the old lady coming out, they all rushed to salute, but when they saw Mrs. Bai hurriedly following behind the old lady, everyone's expressions changed, but Not daring to ask any more questions, they each got into the carriage arranged by Xiao Zongan for them.

Lian Qiao's complexion has changed from the moment she saw Bai's. Sitting in the carriage, she clenched her slender fingers tightly, and her whole body tensed up. Murong Xiaoxiao couldn't help clenching her fists worriedly: "Mother, you should relax. Today is for the child in your womb. Don't ruin our sincerity for irrelevant people."

She didn't know how Bai Shi would follow, but she had a vague feeling that she would follow to the temple, and things were far from that simple.

"I also know that I shouldn't be angry, but the mother and daughter of the Bai family are cruel and ruthless. I don't know what tricks they will play this time. Smile, stay close to your mother for a while, and don't leave at will." Lian Qiao looked at Murong anxiously. Xiaoxiao, for fear that Mrs. Bai will harm Xiaoer because of her hatred.

"Yes, mother."

Zhaoruo Temple was built halfway up the mountain, and the mountain road was spacious and flat. The carriage slowly went up the mountain, and the hanging tassels swayed with the wind, swaying the golden light, and the curtain beside the window was lifted, revealing Murong smiled at his delicate face, with bright eyes, bright eyes, nose and cherry lips, his eyes swept across the lively scene on the mountain road, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

There is an endless stream of people burning incense and worshiping Buddha, carrying bamboo baskets with incense candles in them, with pious expressions on their faces.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the temple. If it was a big square, there was a rush of people. A huge incense burner was placed on top of the square. Green smoke curled up inside, and the incense was in full swing.

In the Daxiong Palace, the golden body of the Buddha several feet high exudes a solemn sanctity, and the sound fills the ears.

The abbot led a group of monks over, put his hands together to the old lady and others, and saluted: "Old lady."

When the old lady saw the host, the serious expression on her face softened instantly, filled with the love of Buddha, she clasped her hands together, and said in return: "Good host."

"Everything is in order, all benefactors, please come with Lao Na."

It is a prudent thing for the old lady to come to thank God for the future young master Qi Fu of the Murong Mansion, so Director Xiao came to Zhaoruo Temple a few days in advance to arrange all matters so that it can go smoothly today.

"Thank you for hosting." The old lady said modestly, and then followed the host to the main hall.

The rest followed behind the monks.

"It's such a disappointment. Such a vicious person came to the Buddha's Pure Land, it's an insult to Zhaoruo Temple." Liu's eyes squinted at Bai's, and the words uttered out of her red lips were full of sarcasm.

She was clearly pregnant for more than two months, so she walked with her back propped up and her stomach puffed up, as if she was afraid that others would not know she was pregnant.

With her head down, Bai followed silently behind the crowd. Hearing Liu's taunt, she secretly bit her lips, trying to suppress the roiling anger in her heart.

Mrs. Mo glanced at Mrs. Liu indifferently, and finally, his cold eyes fell on Mrs. Bai. Thoughtful, her thoughts were as dense as hers. She was full of doubts about Mrs. Bai's sudden begging of the old lady to go to Shangxiang with her, and a feeling was born in her heart. Somewhat on guard.

She didn't think that Mrs. Bai would suddenly repent, and she didn't know what the hell she was thinking this time.

Liu-shi saw that Bai-shi kept her head down and didn't refute her words at all, so she hummed a few times without interest, twisted her waist, let the maid support her, and walked slowly.

Inside the Daxiong Palace, the old lady closed her eyes tightly, held up the incense in awe, knelt three times and worshiped nine times, she was full of sincerity, and she couldn't help but be full of piety when it came to the future heirs of the Murong Mansion.

Behind her, there are Mo Shi and Murong Yingxue kneeling, and behind them are Fang Shi, Liu Shi, Forsythia and Murong Xiaoxiao, because there is no prior arrangement for Bai Shi's position, at this moment, she can only kneel at the back , there is no soft futon, and the knees are directly knocked on the smooth marble floor, and the slightest coolness rushes into the knees.

The gentle breeze came in with the smell of incense candles, suddenly, Murong smiled and frowned, and sniffed a few times, why did she smell a trace of other fragrances in the scent of incense candles?
The scent was so weak that she couldn't tell what kind of scent it was, but what was certain was that it was by no means a natural floral scent.

A faint uneasiness spread in her heart, and she always felt that the scent that seemed to be absent was very strange.

After worshiping the Buddha, the host personally blessed the child in Liushi and Lianqiao's womb. The old lady stood aside, smiling, and the rest surrounded Liushi and Lianqiao. Although their eyes were full of jealousy, But there was still a joyful smile on his face. In front of the old lady, anyone who dared to act presumptuously would be courting death.

Murong stood in the middle with a smile, the previous fragrance wafted over again, but this time, the smell was already very strong, smelling the fragrance, searching in his mind what kind of fragrance it was.

The slender willow eyebrows were tightly closed, and suddenly, she stared in horror, suddenly startled, this... this fragrance, isn't it musk?

To ordinary people, it is just a kind of spice, but to pregnant women, it is poison. If it smells too much, can the baby in the stomach be kept alive?

Murong Xiaoxiao's heart was filled with panic. Looking at Qi Fu, who was accepting the abbot, and Lianqiao with a happy smile on her face, a chill rose from the soles of her feet and went straight to her limbs, making her feel as if she was in a world of ice and snow, bitingly cold .

Mother still doesn't know that she is in deep danger at the moment, she can't let mother have an accident with the child in her belly.

The beautiful eyes froze, and looked around with the sharpness of a blade. There was a cold light on the delicate little face, and the bottom of the deep black eyes concealed boundless anger, like a roaring beast, ferocious. And capture people.

Dare to touch her mother and unborn younger siblings, that person, damn it——

Violent anger spread all over her body, Murong's smiling eyes fell on Bai Shi who was almost transparent, she moved lightly with lotus steps, and she secretly moved to Bai Shi's side, smelling the smell coming from her body. The smell of musk came, Jianjian Qiutong narrowed slightly, and shot out a dangerous light.

(End of this chapter)