Mrs. Zhao knew what Mother Feng meant by winking at her. She thought it was because the person was impatient and was urging her to see her. She didn't really want to see her, but she couldn't shirk it anymore, so she was a little irritated, but in the end she still wanted to see her.

I gave Mother Feng a slight nod.

Cen Xiyan saw the interaction between Zhao and Feng's mother, and looked away quietly, with a faint smile on his lips. The fun was about to begin...

At this time, Ms. Zhao suddenly looked at Cen Xiyan and asked, "I wonder what the Sixth Miss asked the Buddha for?"

Cen Xiyan casually replied: "Of course it is my grandmother, father, mother, and brothers and sisters who have prayed for my family's good health and all the best."

Ms. Zhao put on a slightly fake smile and said, "Miss Six is ​​really a thoughtful person."

"Thank you, Aunt Zhao." Cen Xiyan responded lightly.

"Then Miss Sixth didn't fulfill any wishes for herself?" Ms. Zhao asked again.

"Yes." Cen Xiyan smiled slightly and said: "Xiyan has not been feeling well these days, as you know, Aunt Zhao. I came here to offer incense and fulfill my wish. Naturally, I will also pray to the Buddha to bless me so that Xiyan's health can be restored quickly."

Getting better."

After hearing Cen Xiyan's words, Mrs. Zhao felt a little harsh. She looked at Cen Xiyan up and down, and saw that her eyes were clear, her face was rosy, and she didn't look weak at all. She didn't look like a patient! Could this damn girl be?

Are you mocking her?

"Haha..." Aunt Zhao laughed and said, "Looking at Miss Six, she doesn't look sick at all. I thought Miss Six had already recovered."

Cen Xiyan also smiled and said: "Perhaps the Buddha heard Xi Yan's prayer and took pity on me, so he blessed me. I also feel that after offering incense and fulfilling my wish, my body suddenly became much more relaxed and my spirit became better."

It’s a lot.”

After hearing this, Ms. Zhao looked at Cen Xiyan again and felt a little doubtful. Was it true or not? She also burned incense and made a wish. Why didn't she feel that she would be healed so quickly?

However, these are not the main point. Mrs. Zhao quickly changed the topic and said: "Turn on the right and pass through two courtyards. There is the Yuelao Hall. The incense is very effective. Many ladies from the house will go there.

Burn incense there and make a wish, asking for a good marriage from the moon. Miss Six, you are now old enough. The old lady and the eldest lady are afraid that they will start planning Miss Liu's marriage. Taking advantage of this opportunity, why don't Miss Six also go and pay homage to the moon?

Old man, please seek a good marriage."

Cen Xiyan knew in her heart that Mrs. Zhao was looking for an excuse to get away from her. She hesitated deliberately, with a look of excitement on her face, and then asked: "Then Aunt Zhao will go with Xiyan?"

What?"

Aunt Zhao quickly shook her head and said seriously: "This can't be done. I'm a married woman. It's not appropriate to go to the Yuelao Palace. Miss Sixth, you should go alone, so as to show your sincerity." After a pause.

After a while, he said again: "I'll go to the front and find Master Lochen to interpret the lot. I'll just wait for you there, okay?"

There was hesitation on Cen Xiyan's face. Zhao stared at Cen Xiyan's expression and felt slightly nervous.

After a while, Cen Xiyan finally nodded and said, "Then I'll come as soon as I go. Aunt Zhao, you have to wait for me too."

"Don't worry, I will definitely wait for you. You don't have to be in a hurry. Please pray slowly and make your wish slowly. Only if you are sincere will your wishes come true." Ms. Zhao said with a "kind heart".

Cen Xiyan nodded, and then took Jingshuang, Chuanwu, Chuanbei and several other maids to the Yuelao Hall pointed by Zhao.

Finally getting this dead girl away, Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When Mrs. Zhao came out, in addition to Mother Feng, she also brought two maids. The conversation between her and Cen Xiyan just now was heard by everyone around her.

Even if she was just showing off, she would have to take someone to the front to get the signatures cleared first.

The interpreter, Master Liao Chen, was a talkative man. After taking Zhao's signature, he muttered a lot of words that people seemed to understand but not understand.

Mrs. Zhao was anxious, so she interrupted Monk Chen's narration and asked directly: "Master, please keep the story short and just tell me how my fortune is."

Monk Liaochen paused in his words, raised his head, looked at Mrs. Zhao carefully, then shook his head, made a Buddha name, and said: "Amitabha, this is the lottery. If the female donor does not get rid of her inner demons, she will self-immolate."

.”

When Zhao heard this, his expression changed, "What did the master say?"

Monk Liaochen shook his head again and said, "It's not what the young monk said, it's what the sign says."

Zhao was angry and scared, and said: "What inner demons and self-immolation? Why can't I understand it?"

Monk Liao Chen raised his eyes to look at Mrs. Zhao again and said, "The female donor understands."

Zhao's expression changed several times, and finally she lowered her voice and asked, "Master, is there any solution to this lot?"

However, Monk Liaochen closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name again, "Amitabha..." and then refused to open his eyes or speak any more.

Mrs. Zhao suddenly stood up, cursed "bad luck!" and took her maid and mother-in-law out of the hall where the lot was being read.

After leaving, Ms. Zhao was still thinking about the so-called lottery, and she felt uneasy in her heart. She always felt that the monk was deliberately scaring her. She couldn't believe those words, but she still couldn't help but feel anxious.

She was very uneasy and wanted to find someone to explain the lot. Feng's mother was giving her frequent winks, and she knew that the person was already waiting impatiently. She was angry in her heart, but she didn't dare not go to the appointment.

"You guys wait here, I'll go to the back mountain to get some fresh air." Mrs. Zhao said to the other two maids and two guards beside her.

As for the other guards, they are all in the yard where servants and guards rest in Mercy Temple, not all here.

"Mrs. Zhao, the back mountain is sparsely populated, so let us protect you." A guard said.

The two guards also heard that Monk Liaochen was interpreting the signatures, so when they heard that Mrs. Zhao was going to the back mountain to get some fresh air, they thought she was angry and wanted to relax, but she didn't think about going elsewhere.

"No need!" Mrs. Zhao refused: "Sixth Miss went to Yuelao Hall, and I made an appointment with her to meet here for a while. I want to go for a walk now, so you can stay and wait for her here until she comes back.

Tell her not to wander around and tell her I'll be back soon."

After hearing what Zhao said, the maids and guards did not dare to say anything more. They followed Zhao's instructions and stayed here to wait for Cen Xiyan.

Mrs. Zhao took Mother Feng around a temple and walked towards the back mountain.

The nearest temple to the back mountain is the Guanyin Hall of Songzi. By bypassing this hall, you will reach the back mountain of Mercy Temple.
Chapter completed!