Chapter 26

"Did you say that Mrs. Jiang and Zhu Mingjing knew each other before?"

Ye Lan picked an eyebrow: "no, didn't Mingjing grow up in a nunnery in the mountains before? How could she know Mrs. Jiang?"

Gao Jia shook her head. "You didn't see Mrs. Jiang's expression when she just saw the mirror."

Then he looked at Zhu Xiangxiang: "what do you think?"

Zhu Xiangxiang sipped the scented tea and said faintly, "you should ask Mrs. Jiang."

Gao Jia secretly rolled her eyes. If I could directly ask Mrs. Jiang what else she was talking to you about

Outside the gate, a tall and thin figure came in against the sun. Gao Jia looked through Zhu Xiangxiang's shoulder and looked at the tall figure coming in.

Ye Lan coughed, straightened her back quietly, raised her hand and lifted the hair in her ears. Each action seemed to be well measured by a ruler.

Zhu Xiangxiang narrowed his eyes, sounded the alarm bell in his heart, pinched his palm, and suddenly stood up with flower tea.

A turn around: "ah, sorry..."

Zhu Xiangxiang was like a frightened deer staring at the handsome beauty face close at hand. He looked pitiful. No matter how hard hearted he was, he had to feel pity.

Gao Jia and Ye Lan almost burst out fire when they stared at Zhu Xiangxiang.

Bitch, what a terrible trick.

Jiang Jinchen frowned, took a step back, separated a foot from Zhu Xiangxiang, and glanced coldly at Zhu Xiangxiang.

The place swept by the wind seemed to be ravaged by winter snow, with cold pain.

Zhu Xiangxiang bit his teeth and said softly, "I'm really sorry, senior. I've soiled your clothes. You change it and I'll take it to you for dry cleaning."

Gao Jia and Ye Lan Pooh at the bottom of their hearts. Routines are routines. Jiang Jinchen, you can't be fooled.

Jiang Jinchen's slender fingers brushed the water stains on his sleeves, and his eyebrows were cold: "no need."

The words stopped looking at the three and went straight into the living room.

"Senior..." Zhu Xiangxiang subconsciously caught up and was held by Gao Jia.

"People obviously don't want to talk to you, so don't get up and lose face."

Zhu Xiangxiang shook off Gao Jia's hand, "what can I do for you?"

"Yo, you're angry because you can't hook up with Jiang Jinchen? You're still the first lady in Jiangzhou. You take the initiative to throw yourself into your arms. You don't know how to be ashamed."

"Well, I think Miss Zhu didn't mean it. Miss Zhu, do you think so?" Ye Lan looked at Zhu Xiang with a smile.

Zhu Xiangxiang said with a smile: "I just mean it. Unlike some people, I have a thief's heart but no thief's courage."

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Jiang Chunlan remembers that two years ago, she went to a small town near Baitoushan to do something. There was an accident on the road. She separated from her bodyguard and assistant. The house leaked and rained at night. She met a group of hooligans. Just when she was unable to raise money, a hunter suddenly appeared and saved her.

She thanked the hunter, but the hunter said, "you, thank the wrong person. Little master Mingjing asked me to save you."

She was particularly confused: "little master Spiegel? Who is she? How could she know that I was killed?"

The hunter pointed to the rolling mountains not far away and said with a look of worship: "there is a silent moon fax on Baitou mountain. There is a unintentional nun in the nunnery. Little master Mingjing, the second disciple of unintentional nun, that's a god man. There's nothing she doesn't know in the world."

Jiang Chunlan was worried that someone had set a trap for her. She didn't believe it at all. The hunter said, "if you have nowhere to go for the time being, go to the nunnery to make do first. Nun Wuxin is kind-hearted and often takes in homeless people."

With the mentality of knowing the enemy and confidant and winning every battle, she had to break into this dragon pool and tiger cave anyway, so she let the hunter lead the way to the mountain.

Unexpectedly, there is a silent moon fax on the mountain, which is located on the edge of the cliff. The place is small and somewhat broken, but it is antique and is a clean holy land.

She didn't see abbess Wuxin. Her disciples said they had gone down the mountain.

The main hall is dedicated to the golden body of the Tibetan king Bodhisattva. A thin nun in Ziyi knelt on the futon with her back to her direction. Sandalwood curled in the hall and wooden fish sounded long, which calmed the people involuntarily.

"Are you -- little master Mingjing?" Jiang Chunlan asked tentatively.

The sound of wooden fish paused, and the next moment rattled again. The soft and quiet sound seemed to come from the distant horizon, ethereal and ethereal, making people seem to be in a dreamland.

"Benefactor, why did you come all the way?"

Jiang Chunlan looked around. The nun was too young: "how did you know I was killed?"

"The secret cannot be revealed."

kick up a cloud of dust.

"Since the little master is so powerful, maybe you can figure out why I ask?"

"Set your mind for heaven and earth, set your life for citizens, show your sharpness, and it's hard to break."

Jiang Chunlan was surprised for a moment, "little master..."

She lived in the nunnery for three days. She ate meager food and drank tea with the little master. Those three days were the most comfortable three days in her life until her assistant and bodyguard came three days later.

Before leaving, the little master sent her eight words: "hide your strength and bide your time. See you again."

When she came back, she always thought of the little master. She looked at her young age and seemed to be a minor, but her eyes seemed like an old man who could see through the world. She asked herself no choice, and she couldn't see through those eyes. There was always a sense of awe in front of her, like a God, which made people look up to her.

I didn't think so. Her godly little master is the real daughter of Zhu family.

I wish you a happy family!

She wanted to ask about that day's shore Zhi Tinglan. Although the organization of the green dragon association was thunderous, ordinary people didn't know it at all. How did little master know? The skill she showed that day was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

See that pair of dark and quiet eyes, like a millennium old lake, compassionate and mysterious.

Jiang Chunlan's words about to ask the exit got stuck in her throat.

As long as she believes that little master will never harm her, that's enough.

"Madam, the young master is back." There is a reminder from assistant Zhou Xue.

The sound was accompanied by a slight but very regular sound of footsteps.

Jiang Chunlan smiled and took the mirror's hand: "come on, I'll introduce you to someone."