The two who went out hand in hand walked all the way to a small wood outside the courtyard.
"By the way, I found one more thing."
Song Biluo I suddenly spoke to Ming Jiuge.
"what's happenin?"
"It's Mrs. Prime Minister. I found out that their trip was for another purpose."
"How to say?"
Ming Jiuge raised his eyebrows.
Song Biluo recalled what happened next morning and said.
"Aren’t we going to see Master Kuhai together this morning? I don’t see any worried expressions on their faces. They didn’t see Master Kuhai nor any expressions of loss. Looking at them like this, I’m afraid it’s because of Master Kuhai. ."
Ming Jiuge nodded his head and thought a lot.
If this is the case, then she might be able to guess the purpose of the trip to Mrs. Prime Minister and Qu Yanran.
Before Qu Yanran disregarded his shame and wrote to her, although she wrote a lot of polite words in and out of her words, it was not difficult for her to see that Qu Yanran wanted the dragon spirit grass.
Coupled with Yanran's previous performance in the Treasure Pavilion, it shows that the dragon spirit grass is really important to them.
This time I came to Wuwang Temple, I was afraid that it was also for the Dragon Spirit Grass, which means that it was actually for her.
If such a guess is correct, then Ming Jiuge would be a little curious about what it was that made the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion so obsessed with Longling.
"What's wrong? Looking at your attitude, it seems that you know the purpose of their trip."
Song Biluo looked at Ming Jiuge and asked.
Ming Jiuge smiled: "It's a guess, but it's not yet certain."
"But why, they will always show their feet, just wait in a hurry."
Song Biluo nodded, and did not continue to question, the two went back to the yard after wandering in the woods for a while.
When she returned to the house, Meng Qinglian stopped crying, but her eyes were still open.
"Look at how you look, when I have lunch for a while, my parents are afraid that I will think you have been wronged."
Ming Jiuge joked.
"I don't want to, what should I do? Are my eyes so swollen? How can I see people in a while? It's shameful."
Meng Qinglian covered her cheek, as if she didn't want to see people.
"Don't worry, wait for me to help you prepare something to reduce the swelling."
Ming Jiuge turned around and left the house, casually
He took a handful of snow and pressed it firmly in the palm of his hand, then took it back to the house and handed it to Meng Qinglian.
"Yes, apply this to your eyes to reduce the swelling. There are no ice cubes here, so you can make do with snowflakes. It is better than nothing.
"Okay, thank you, Jiuge."
"What are you polite between sisters?"
Meng Qinglian smiled and took the touch back to the bottom of her heart.
After the three of them talked for a while, it was time for lunch. Meng Qinglian’s eyes were already swollen, so others didn’t see Meng Qinglian’s strangeness during the meal. The lunch was fairly harmonious, just eating. The old lady Shi Ming asked about the time to go down the mountain.
"When I went to worship the Buddha in the morning, I heard from the sweeping monk that there might still be snow tonight. Under this situation, we are afraid that we will stay on the mountain for a few more days."
The old lady said with a sad look, she is now worried that this snowfall will affect the process of adoption.
"If that's the case, there is no other way. There is still snow on the road when it is snowing. It is really dangerous to go down the mountain at this time. It is better to stay on the mountain for insurance. But I think the sun is so big today and the weather is still very good. Yes, it won’t be too slow to melt the snow."
Shangguan Wanruo also looked worried.
She was not worried about the adoption, she was worried that there was no one in the house. If the emperor had something to find Mingluan Peak, or if someone came to visit in an emergency and couldn't find anyone, it would be a bit bad.
"Don't worry, the masters of Wuwang Temple will definitely find a way. They will not watch so many pilgrims trapped on the mountain regardless."
Mingluanfeng said with comfort.
Ming Jiuge: "What Dad said is that it will only take a few days or so, and nothing will happen."
Everyone nodded, and now they can only think like this.
After lunch, they went back to their yard to rest, and Ming Jiuge was no exception.
As soon as she entered the room, she noticed that there was an aura in the room, and the aura was very familiar.
"Xiao Beiyuan?"
Ming Jiuge cried tentatively.
"Ok."
A low, hoarse male voice came from behind the screen, and then Xiao Beiyuan walked out from behind the screen.
Ming Jiuge looked surprised: "Why did you come up? Didn't all the roads down to the snowy mountain be sealed? Why did you come up
"I have my own way."
Xiao Beiyuan didn't say much about this.
"You have your own way every time. Did you come here this time to meet Master Kuhai?"
Xiao Beiyuan shook his head.
"I'm here to see you."
Ming Jiuge bowed his head slightly.
"See me, what do I have to see, haven't you just seen it a few days ago?"
"Well, one day is like three autumns."
Xiao Beiyuan said with a serious face, as if he was not talking about love, but issuing some important order.
Ming Jiuge's blush was not good, he found that this man was really getting more and more sultry.
"Are you used to living here?"
Xiao Beiyuan asked suddenly.
"Huh? Why do you ask?"
Ming Jiuge felt that Xiao Beiyuan's question was a bit redundant, and it was not like Xiao Beiyuan would ask.
"This is where I used to live."
Ming Jiuge was surprised, and suddenly felt that everything could be explained.
"You are the little uncle, the little uncle who has returned to the vulgar?"
Xiao Beiyuan nodded.
Ming Jiuge's complexion is complex. In this way, Xiao Beiyuan has too many hidden identities. So far, she has found two, one is the pavilion master of the treasure pavilion, and the other is the little uncle of this Wuwang Temple.
And from the name of Kong Chan, Xiao Beiyuan should be the disciple of Master Kuhai. In this way, Xiao Beiyuan's identity is also very powerful.
"I have always been just a disciple of the layman, so there is nothing left to say.
Xiao Beiyuan explained the sentence patiently.
"But how did you become a monk's disciple?"
"Because of my mother, I used to live in Wuwang Temple for a period of time. Master Kuhai should be pitiful to me, so he accepted me as the youngest disciple."
Xiao Beiyuan's tone was very light, and he was somewhat reluctant to mention the matter.
"These are all things in the past, don't need to be held accountable, I heard that a little wild cat ran into my yard, let me take a look."
"Ah, it's this beast."
With Li Ge, a dark guard, Ming Jiuge was not curious, how could Xiao Beiyuan know her things so well.
Not only were they not curious, but they were also warm inside. If it weren't for Xiao Beiyuan's arrangement, I'm afraid they would have squeezed a room with others like Yu Rongyue last night.
(End of this chapter)