Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife

Su Qingwu's heart tightened, he quickly went forward to support Mu Yunyao, "What happened to you?"

Mu Yunyao wanted to avoid Su Qingwu, but as soon as her eyes moved, the pain became more intense. Immediately, tears gathered in her eyes, "You don't need to mind your own business!"

Su Qingwu, who had been pushed, did not let go. Instead, she pulled down Mu Yunyao's sleeves and spoke with an almost imperceptible sense of urgency: "You must not use your hands to rub your eyes that have been covered by the sand. Don't move, I'll help you blow it a bit."

Closing her eyes and not being able to see anything around her, and also being surrounded by Su Qingwu's Qi, Mu Yunyao suddenly felt a burst of panic. She could not help but recall everything that happened in her previous life, and her Qi suddenly became chaotic: "No need to trouble cousin brother, Si Qin … "Si Qin …"

He didn't know if Si Qin was busy helping Su Qing organize her things, but he didn't hear Mu Yunyao's shout.

Su Qingwu frowned as he gently held onto Mu Yunyao's face. The warm feeling from his hands caused his eyes to darken as he steadied his breath and whispered: "Don't move recklessly!" After she finished speaking, she gently blew at Mu Yunyao's eyes.

Mu Yunyao ignored the pain in her eyes and directly pushed Su Qingwu to the side. "Cousin, please have some self-respect." Her eyes were slightly red, and as she forced them open, tears began to flow uncontrollably. He shouldn't have asked Mu Yunyao about it so frankly just now. After all, it was as she had said, she had indeed only been in the capital for a short twenty days, so besides the two times that she had entered the palace, she had not even asked Mu Yunyao about it.

The manor gates had never been out, so there probably hadn't been a chance to arrange anything like this. More importantly, the girl who was dancing in front of the Rings Pavilion had the same dance posture as Yu Yi, and Mu Yunyao had never seen Yu Yi dance before.

"I just wanted to help you." Su Qingwu frowned as he looked at Mu Yunyao.

"I dare not trouble cousin." Mu Yunyao turned and walked towards the side room. She was in a very bad mood, she hated the Su Family and didn't have the slightest bit of good will towards Su Qingwu.

After finishing her work, Si Qin walked out. Seeing her like this, she hurriedly went forward to support her. Her voice was filled with worry, "Miss, what happened to you?"

"I was blinded by the sandstorm, help me take a look."

Si Qin hurriedly helped Mu Yunyao inspect. After blowing for a few times, he blew the sand out of her eyes, "Is Miss better now?"

Although her eyes no longer hurt, there were still tears in them as red as before. Mu Yunyao blinked and let out a sigh of relief. "It's alright, is everything in the room ready?"

"It has already been prepared. Miss, do you want to go back and rest?"

"Yes."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Su Qingwu loosened his fist and his heart, expressionlessly twirling his fingertip, which seemed to still have the sensation of touching Mu Yunyao's cheek, warm as jade, smooth as cream, so beautiful that it caused one's heart to tremble.

After a long while, he bent down and picked up a piece of gingko leaf from the ground. There seemed to be some emotions struggling in his eyes, but he suppressed them with his intellect, "Everything in the world is transformed. If you don't move, everything is still …"

After she finished reciting the Buddhist scriptures, Su Qingwu turned around and left. She picked up the gingko leaf in her hand, but didn't throw it down in the end.

After settling down, he would have to kneel for four hours starting from night. Jin Lan and Jin Qiao had already started preparing for Su Qing and Mu Yunyao. Seeing that it was time to kneel down at night, they took out an exquisite quilt and tied it to their legs. The cotton pad was filled with herbs that could activate the blood circulation through the meridians. It was filled with cotton and was extremely soft. In addition, there was a prayer mat that was prepared in advance. It was then used to kneel …

Four hours was too much to bear.

Actually, most scriptures focused on that form and normally, one did not need to kneel for that long. However, since the First Wife had the intention of torturing Su Qing and Mu Yunyao, she would naturally not go easy on them, or else she would not have sent Senior Servant Qi to watch over them.

Mu Yunyao looked at Su Ya Xian and the others, her heart filled with regret. She had implicated them this time, so when Su Ya Xian planned to leave the Madam, she could make use of this opportunity to help her.

Mu Yunyao brought up the scripture she had copied and placed it on the incense table under the Buddha throne.

Su Yaxian and the others also placed the scriptures that they had copied down on the side. However, they had only copied down two scrolls, and compared them to Mu Yunyao's twenty scrolls, the comparison was extremely intense.

Su Qingwu couldn't help but narrow her eyes as she turned to look at Mu Yunyao, only to discover that her expression was normal. The corner of her lips held a slight smile, as if there wasn't the slightest bit of complaint or injustice.

Su Qingwu represented the Su Clan and stepped forward to offer her incense stick. She retreated and knelt on the prayer mat in front of her.

After Mu Yunyao and the others bowed, they all knelt on the prayer mats and calmed their hearts, waiting for the monks to recite their prayers.

For a moment, the entire hall was quiet, and only the sounds of the wooden fish could be heard.

Mu Yunyao raised her head to look at Buddha, who was sitting high on her throne. Her eyes were especially calm. After a long time, she bowed towards Buddha and silently muttered in her heart: "I have been reborn, I am willing to beg my mother to live for a hundred years." She had her own plans for the future. She could walk forward step by step and not rely on the Buddha's pity. The only thing she could wish for was her mother's lifespan. She hoped that her mother would live to a hundred years old. If this wish of hers could be fulfilled, then she would have to pay two taels of silver to rebuild Baohua Temple …

He was willing to do it over and over again.

At the same time, Su Qing also bowed to Buddha. However, she prayed for Mu Yunyao's safety and never go through the hardships of her previous life again. The wooden fish's voice resounded, Su Qingwu was actually chanting a Buddhist scripture. However, his purpose was not to pray, but to calm his mind. He was not willing to let Mu Yunyao disrupt his mind, nor was he willing to fall into a dilemma because of her.

The seeds of the bud were pulled out.

There was no need to mention Su Ya Xian and her two sisters, they only hoped that time would pass faster.

Within the Blessing Palace, although he was nominally praying for the Old Master of the Su family, there was no one who could truly think of him.

The first night passed peacefully. Although the time was a bit difficult, it wasn't too much of a pain when one was fully prepared. One could only feel numbness in one's legs as they knelt.

After four hours, Mu Yunyao accompanied Su Qing back to the room.

Si Qin and Si Cha immediately brought hot water for the two of them to soak in the cold air.

After Mu Yunyao finished soaking her feet, she felt much more comfortable. Just as she returned to her room, she saw a small slip of paper lying on the table. After opening it, she saw King Yue's handwriting. Mu Yunyao creased her brows and burned the slip of paper on the candle flame. King Yue had also come to Baohua Temple?

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