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Ji Hanyue can go up the mountain, she still can not go up until now, all the way to the panting, Pei Yuanjun reached out and pulled her hand, to help her arm when she did not refuse again.

Looking upwards, the high mountain love would be beyond her ability to climb.

The mountain path grew steeper and there was only one trail, Pei Yuanjun walked just outside of her, taking one step and waiting for her, not rushing her up.

Fortunately, the knee has been rubbed open, this time walking is not fast, but even so, Qu Mo Ying white tender forehead above has seen the sweat, the wind blew up the eye veil, to the outside when puffing, raised half a day to cover the line of sight, to the inside when blowing, and the whole pasted on the face, it is very uncomfortable.

Pei Yuanjun also saw her discomfort and reached out to remove her eye veil for her, casually incorporating it into his sleeve.

Everything under his eyes was immediately clear, his breathing was much easier, and the entire sky was empty.

The next part of the road passed as the two walked and stopped, Pei Yuanjun didn’t say anything, but could see that his expression was peaceful, and this peace was shown in his demeanor, which was elegant and pleasant, the kind of true pleasantness, as if the whole person was relaxed.

Both without saying anything, Pei Yuanjun’s whole person was peaceful and calm.

It was with unconcealed disgust that Peloan went up this mountain pass.

The attitudes of the two men were so different and vastly different that they were almost completely opposite.

Stealing a glance at Pei Yuanjun’s handsome, casteless side, Qu Mo Ying became more and more curious about the nunnery above.

Finally reaching the top of the mountain and stepping onto the last set of steps, Qu Mo Ying gasped for air and held onto Pei Yuanjun’s hand.

“Greetings, Your Highness the County King!” A voice suddenly came from the side, Qu Mo Ying turned his head to see a smiling old woman, wearing the gray cloth clothes of a female nun, her hair hair wrapped in the same gray fabric.

It was indeed one of the two female nuns that I had seen before.

“How’s your health?”

Pei Yuanjun asked with a smile.

“Very well, the old slave is fine! Master please, it’s windy here, Miss’s body doesn’t look too good, she can’t be exposed to more wind.” Sister Wang smiled and said, her expression was kind and gracious, looking at Qu Mo Ying like a kind and generous elder.

It is indeed windy here and right into the wind.

Pei Yuanjun pulled her a bit and led her forward, and even as the wide sleeves of his coat fell to hide the hands the two held, Qu Mo Ying’s face was still violently red, half from exhaustion, half from shame.

Just on the road, there is no other to see, they can not go up the mountain alone, was held by him, did not think too much, this will be both big sleeves to cover up, Qu Mo Ying still think it should be seen.

The hand struggled hard.

Pei Yuanjun did not force himself this time, and as her fingers broke free, the two of them came towards the courtyard one after the other.

Not a large courtyard, after entering the door, the courtyard wall blocked most of the wind, and it was behind a huge rock, the wind was not strong, and even so, it was cold here.

Among a room to go in, is not a big Buddha, just like the most common Buddha temple in the Great Compassion Temple in general, inside everything, in front of the futon is also placed, incense burner lit incense, smoke curls between the emanation let a person feel serene and.

The incense burner held a shrine with black Aman hanging above it, so it was hard to see who was written on it.

Exactly the same as in the memory, everything here Qu Mo Ying has always thought that it is a nunnery, thought that the female nuns in the nunnery are with hair cultivation, and now realized that in fact, this place should not be considered a nunnery!

Inside, everything is placed according to the Buddhist temple, the old woman is wearing the clothes of a female nun and using the things of a female nun, but there is no name of the nunnery at the entrance, it is just an ordinary courtyard.

In her last life, she came with Pei Luoan and saw two “female nuns”, each with a wooden look, and when she looked at people, it could almost be said that they were very cold.

Pei Luo An saluted with great respect, and the two of them stood to one side with their hands folded, without a word, looking like two statues.

After the two of them finished their salute, they also just bowed their hands to Pei Luoan as a salute, with the Buddha beads hanging in their hands, slowly sliding, as if they were oblivious to what was going on around them.

Will not take the initiative to care or the future Crown Princess Ji Hanyue cold or not, also did not talk much with Pei Luoan, just a few simple necessary sayings, not to mention that he will not call himself an old slave.

If it wasn’t for what Qu Mo Ying was experiencing right now, how could she not resemble that along with Pei Luo An and along with Pei Yuan Joon coming over, it was actually the same place and seeing the same two people.

Pei Yuanjun brought Qu Mo Ying to his knees and performed the great salute of three bows and nine kowtows to the spirit seat in the center.

After saluting, another old woman with a smile on her face stepped forward and sent three pillars of incense to Qu Mo Ying, “Miss, give … a pillar of incense!”

Qu Mo Ying took it and respectfully sent it to the incense burner in front of him, and after inserting the incense burner into the incense burner, he turned back and knelt down on the futon again, again making a big bow.

Pei Yuanjun stood to the side, silently watching her do this, a hint of hostility flashing across his handsome face, but then it calmed down.

Only after Qu Mo Ying had finished saluting again did Sister Wang smile and say, “Would Your Highness and Miss want to rest for a while first? Although the old slave doesn’t have good food here, some simple ones are still available, and it’s been a while since the king has been here.”

“Many thanks to the two Sisters.” Pei Yuanjun smiled and headed over to the chamber on the left, Qu Mo Ying following behind him in silence.

There was only one table and two chairs in the compartment, and they were simply placed there.

The other Sister went out and brought up two plates of dim sum, just ordinary pastries but meticulously made and served on more delicate plates and saucers.

“How are the two Sisters staying?” Pei Yuanjun gestured for Qu Mo Ying to take her own and looked to the two Sisters to ask.

“Your Highness don’t worry, the old slaves live here very well, usually there is nothing much to do, although this place is a bit cold and clear, but actually it is still good.” Sister Wang laughed, her expression was clear and peaceful, completely different from the wooden look Qu Mo Ying had seen in the past, such a Sister Wang was vivid and looked in a good mood.

It was obvious that Pei Yuanjun’s arrival had endeared him to all of them.

Looking at Pei Yuanjun’s eyes, they were almost glistening, joy spilling out from the corners of her lips.

“Sister is getting old, shouldn’t she go down the mountain to live, it’s a bit too cold here after all.” Pei Yuanjun asked gently, his lazy voice carrying some affinity.

Picking up the teacup in her hand, she took a sip before setting it down, asking the two Sisters for their opinion.

Pei Yuanjun who had never been dictatorial would actually ask two subordinates in such a tone? It was really unimaginable.

Today’s seen and heard, are Qu Mo Ying has not seen, pick up one side of the tea and drink a mouthful, the tea color is very bitter, not a very good kind, Pei Yuanjun this person is the most fussy, but actually do not say anything, and even picked up and drank a few mouthfuls, a cup of tea has already drank half a cup of tea, half of them do not see to dislike.

Qu Mo Ying also picked it up and took another sip, it was still bitter.

“Your Highness, we voluntarily stayed to accompany our master, wait until later … until later when we can’t move anymore.” Sister Wang sighed and rejected Pei Yuanjun’s good intentions, reaching out and pointing out of the mountain, her voice had some hoarseness to it, “Although it’s cold here, it’s no colder than the Cold Palace.”

A simple sentence that brings out a thousand thoughts and makes the heart balk.

Qu Mo Ying’s long eyelashes fluttered twice, slowly dropping down, quietly listening to them, with a faint smile on her face, carrying a bit of soft gentleness.

The elegant and elegant jade-like young girl, just sitting quietly, heard the plausible words of others, no tension, no curiosity, nor half a bit of contempt, just sitting quietly, just like an extremely beautiful painting, lifting her eyes at the winks to hide in the corner of her eyes, at this moment, she is just a quiet, well-behaved, heartbreaking young girl.

The two Sisters had actually been watching her, and when they saw her acting like this, a smile of satisfaction and relaxation appeared on their faces.

The two looked at each other, both seeing the other’s smirk, but then something came to mind and their eyes each reddened.

Pei Yuanjun asked them some more things, both of them answered with a smile, Qu Mo Ying also used a few pieces of pastry, the flavor was actually very good, better than what the Qu Mansion did, Qu Mo Ying couldn’t help but use a few more pieces.

While listening to them talk, while picking up pastries with, ears from time to time and the mountain wind blowing, but in this courtyard is quiet, quiet as if you can hear the hearts of the people, the kind of warmth and warmth, but the feeling of the years, the hands of the tea seems to be no longer before the bitter.

After using the snacks, I happened to be a little thirsty and drank another half cup of tea.

Seeing that she was satisfied with her use, the two sisters became more and more happy, and the other couldn’t help but tell Pei Yuanjun to go and make a few more pots of treats over.

Pei Yuanjun stopped her and looked back at Qu Mo Ying with a smile, “Can we go back now?”

Qu Mo Ying’s hand surreptitiously touched the dim sum again, and was about to use another piece when he asked, and all eyes turned to her hand.

After Qu Mo Ying’s hand froze for a moment, she slowly retracted it, her face was self-possessed, with only a hint of shyness slipping through the bottom of her eyes, indicating that she was not actually as calm as she appeared to be.

“But at Your Majesty’s command!” Qu Mo Ying bowed his head once, hiding the dryness that surged to his face.

“It’s getting late, this king will come back to see the two sisters later.” Pei Yuanjun stood up and smiled gently.

“The king just need to live well by himself, and the two Wangfei …” Sister Wang’s words here, conscious of the slip of the tongue, hastily covered up, “The king just need to live in harmony, the old slaves are very happy, the master even if he is in the the nine springs, is also very happy.”

The words came out choked and sour.

“Thank you, two Sisters!” Pei Yuanjun gave a deep bow, a bow to the end, Qu Mo Ying followed behind him and also hastily sidestepped with a bow.

The two Sisters hastily avoided their bodies, not daring to accept the great salute from the two of them.

On the way down again, the two Sisters walked them to the steps and waved goodbye.

The road down the mountain was still difficult to walk, Pei Yuanjun was in the front, Qu Mo Ying was in the back, his hand was pulling her hand, walking very slowly and carefully.

After walking for a while, Qu Mo Ying looked up, the two sisters were still standing there, looking at their distant backs, lonely and clear, inexplicably feeling sour and astringent …