Chapter 325: Mu Furong is also awkward

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When Mu Yunyao just got up, I felt a strong suffocation around me. When I turned around, I turned to the eyes of Su Yuyi who was full of resentment: "The cousin is here to pray for his grandfather, and there is still time to grow." It’s really amazing to be dedicated to the princess under the palace."
"I also took advantage of it. I came here earlier yesterday, so I have a relationship with the Princess. If my cousin is here yesterday, I don’t have a chance to come today."
Mu Yunyao said very modestly, but listening to Su Yuyi's ear, but it is tantamount to a slap in the face.
Why didn't she come yesterday, not because there were some rumors in Kyoto that confuse her with a low-lying dance singer, which made her have to find someone to teach the dance, in order to break the rumors and save her fame.
Mu Yunyao said this, clearly is to mock her! However, it is a squatter who is under the fence, dare to say such a thing?
"The cousin will go to copy the Buddhist scriptures soon. After all, the things of His Royal Highness Princess are tight, and they can’t wait." Su Yuyi’s heart was on fire, but the face was more and more arrogant and cold. She looked up high and her neck was elegant. After that, I will take the big step and leave. Su Qingyi looked at Su Yuyi with some worries, and then turned to head and Mu Yunyao said: "It is your creation to help the Princess Changde to copy the Buddhist scriptures. Don't go to the chanting at night, and copy the scriptures with peace of mind. In addition, in order to appear solemn, you should bathe incense in advance, and then go to the main hall
After the Buddha, then go to the copybook to copy, so that it is not rude.


Thank you for your cousin’s reminder.
After Mu Yunyao’s very polite thank you, his heart was quite uneasy.
Princess Changde can see her Buddhist scriptures, which must be seen in the temple of praying, that is, last night, and the king must be present, then today she let herself copy the Buddhist scriptures, which can be the reason for the king?
Su Qing stepped forward to caress Mu Yunyao's hair: "You don't have to think so much, it's a blessing, it's a curse, it's a disaster, but the words of the long princess have already been handed over. You just have to copy the Buddhist scriptures with peace of mind."
Mu Yunyao nodded: "Well, I listen to my mother, and my mother must pay special attention to it. If I want to go out, I must bring them to the piano and chess."
These two volumes of Buddhist scriptures were copied, and they were at the cusp of the cusp, and watching Su Yuyi’s appearance today clearly shows that he is full of grievances. However, here is Baohua Temple and Princess Changde, she It should not be rashly shaken.
"Do not worry."
Mu Yunyao had an excellent impression of Princess Changde, so this time he was asked to copy the Buddhist scriptures, no matter what the purpose, the heart is with a respectful.
She just returned to the room and saw a bird and flower shadow placed on the table. The bottle was slender and slender, and the bottle was filled with two wooden hibiscus.
When she saw her look, she became more and more guilty. She whispered, "Miss, these two hibiscus are also slaves."
Mu Yunyao was laughed at: "I still lack a maid, do you want to go to the door?"
"Ah, isn't there a slave at the lady? Is there any Jinlan and Jinqiao, aren't they enough?"
"Isn't that looking for a new one?" Mu Yunyao gave her a look.
The secretary pleaded with enthusiasm and his face was white: "Miss, the slave is wrong, and I will not mess with anything in the future. Please forgive the slave."
Mu Yunyao looked at the wooden hibiscus on the table, biting her lip slightly: "Get up, prepare hot water, I will bathe the body, wait for me to copy the Buddhist scriptures, and then come back with you."
Secretary wrote a face: "Yes, slaves go."
When the book was withdrawn, Mu Yunyao forced himself to look away from the wood hibiscus, and the bite gently bite the lower lip: "Stupid." I don't know if it is a book or a king...
Trying to suppress the ups and downs of mind, after Mu Yunyao took a bath of incense, he put on a plain white shirt, and took a silk with a jasper long scorpion, and went to the Daxiong Hall to worship the Buddha.
Su Qing is also worried about Mu Yunyao, so she will follow the book and the painting. She herself took the lyrics and the chess to the praying hall to continue the chanting.
Unlike other Buddhist temples, Baohua Temple can borrow and copy the collections of temples in the temple. Therefore, a special place for copying is the place where Mu Yunyao is now.
At night, the Jingjing Pavilion was exceptionally quiet. When Mu Yunyao walked in, he smelled a touch of ink. A book of books was placed on the bookshelf, and Xiao Shami stood by.
"Amitabha, is the female donor going to copy the scriptures?" Xiao Sha Mi looks like he is seven or eight years old, and is similar to Naner. His appearance is round and lovely, and the action of salute is extraordinarily serious.
Mu Yunyao's hands are combined and repaid: "Yes, I want to copy two volumes of the Bodhisattva, I hope that the little master will help me find it."
"Yes, please ask the donor to come with me."
Soon, Xiao Shami took out the Buddhist scriptures in the cloth bag: "Please ask the donor to cherish the Buddhist scriptures. After copying, put the original on the table, the manuscript can be taken away, and the poor will not bother you."
"Thank you for the little master."
The secretary and the secretary helped to spread the paper and ink, and Mu Yunyao looked at the swaying candlelight, and his eyes gradually calmed down: "I will come by myself." Since you want to copy, you will be sincere and sincere, hope that you will be long. The princess can find the lost daughter as soon as possible.
The night is quiet and the insects are particularly clear.
Mu Yunyao sat on the ground, his back was straight and straight, and the plain white wrist was slightly suspended. The steady pen tip was slightly moving, and the windy bones of the flowers were on the paper.
Yu Wang relied on the door of the Jingjing Pavilion. He gestured to the secretary and the secretary for a squeaky gesture. The soft eyes gently fell on Mu Yunyao, and the eyes seemed to have a concentrated and hot glow.
Mu Yunyao copied a Buddhist scripture. When changing paper, the line of sight inadvertently slammed into the doorway. Suddenly I saw that Wang was standing there, and I didn’t know how long I watched: "When is your Royal Highness, when are you coming?"

The king came in and looked at the Buddhist scriptures on the table. His eyes flashed a bit of distress: "You don't have to worry so much. Before you leave Baohua Temple, you can copy it."
Before that, she had copied twenty volumes of Buddhist scriptures day and night, because she was worried that she would not be able to support her. Then she secretly opened her mouth to Huang Aunt, but she did not think she was so anxious.

Is it better to send the scriptures to Princess Changde long before?

Yu Wang has some helplessness. He should have thought of it. Yun Yao’s temperament has always been stubborn, and he is not willing to show weakness.
The secretary and the painting have already retired, and the little shaman who has been guarding has not been known. At this time, only her and Yu Wang in the room, Mu Yunyao could not help but be nervous.
The king of the king did not realize that she was uncomfortable. She sat down slightly to the table and looked at the Buddhist scriptures copied by Mu Yunyao. The heart was full of appreciation. Yunyao is powerful. It can imitate his kind of fonts that are big and big, and he can control the elegant and subtle style. Just like her, she looks gentle and harmless on weekdays. The flower bones that I want to put, but once annoyed her, it is also able to show off and see the blood and kill people.