The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort - 28. Murderous

Zhuangzi’s journey to Beijing takes as fast as two days, or as long as three days. Wang Yushi advocated frugality, but did not use the soft sedan arranged by thousands of miles. He only ordered two carriages. Jiang Ruan’s three boxes and two of them had already sold the cash, and the remaining box of books was put on the carriage, saving a lot of land.

In addition to Angelica and Forsythia, the accompanying maid also brought dewdrops. Before leaving, Luzhu offered to serve Jiang Ruan. Originally, Jiang Ruan also planned to let Xiaoyuan follow. These two girls are clever and clever, rare and bold. Only Xiaoyuan is a child of the family, and she refuses to leave her parents. She politely declined. Jiang Ruan’s kindness. Jiang Ruan didn’t force it, and left a sum of silver to her, and Quan should have repaid her help.

Dewdrop was a girl bought from outside. She was sold by relatives into traffickers after her parents died. She traveled north and south and met many people. She was very clever and got along briefly. Bai Zhi and Forsythia were already very close to her.

Because of Jiang Ruan and other female relatives, Qian Wanli specially arranged for Li Mi and another government official to escort Jiang Ruan back to Beijing in order to please Wang Yushi. All the way down, it was fine. Dewdrops are lively, speaking of the rare things that I have seen in the days of following the traffickers, perhaps they are naturally optimistic, and they are all full of interest, and there is no depression, but I am afraid that only I know the sadness. Bai Zhi and Forsythia naturally understood that she two were gentle and the other was outgoing. The three were chattering so busy. Jiang Ruan leaned on the carriage and held a book in his hand.

Most of the two-day itinerary has passed. After I have a rest tonight, I may be able to arrive in Beijing at noon tomorrow.

Li Mi and another yaman pony followed Wang Yushi in another carriage. The sky was getting late. Li Mi found out that there was a temple in front of him and saw that there were wilderness everywhere. It was difficult to find the inn, so he asked Jiang Ruan what he meant. Stay overnight.

The temple is quite big, but the incense is not very popular. It may be located in the wilderness in the mountains and there are very few people who offer incense, and there are not even many monks who come and go.

Baizhi and Forsythia have not been in the temple for a long time. When Zhao Mei was still there, they often took Jiang Ruan to Putuo Temple to pray for blessings. After Zhao Mei died, Jiang Ruan went to Zhuangzi. Life was becoming more demanding and there was no time. There is no money. The sesame oil money is also money. Asking the Bodhisattva for blessing is also a price.

Dewdrop is no stranger to the temple. While Baizhi and Forsythia were cleaning up the house, they had already turned the whole temple around according to Jiang Ruan’s instructions and brought some vegetarian dishes back. While greeted Jiang Ruan to eat while it was hot, he explained the layout of the temple carefully for Jiang Ruan.

As night has come, Wang Yushi and Li Mi are arranged to live on the other side of the temple because they are male relatives. Li Mi hesitates, but thinks that the reputation of the lady is important, and although the temple is spacious, there is no time for anything.

Forsythia cut the wick that had grown in the oil lamp with scissors, and the light appeared brighter. Jiang Ruan put down the book in his hand and rubbed his forehead.

“Girl, it’s so late, shouldn’t it be time to rest?” Bai Zhi asked. At this time in the past, Jiang Ruan had already rested, but today he is very energetic and has no intention of going down.

“No hurry, there is still a good show tonight.” Jiang Ruan smiled slightly. I remembered the words I asked Li Mi on the carriage before: “My lord, is this temple the only way back to Beijing?”

“Yes,” Li Mi replied, “and there is only this temple in a radius of tens of miles.”

Withdrawing his thoughts, Forsythia asked curiously: “What’s a good show?”

“Dew.” Jiang Ruan said.

Dewdrop pushed in and said with a smile, “It’s all done, girl.”

In the middle of the winter night, the ink color poured, and the temple fell into deathly silence, with only the sound of the whimpering wind.

The lights were completely extinguished, and only a pale moonlight of the waning moon shone on the snowy ground. In an instant, a large black cloud spread over, blocking the faint moonlight firmly. There is only darkness left in the world.

In the deep darkness, several sneaky figures suddenly appeared in the courtyard. After confirming the figures in several rooms, they filed into one of the rooms.

The courtyard was silent, as if one or two bells rang gently.

The girl in the dark opened her eyes, a hint of chill flashed in her eyes, smiled slightly, and whispered: “Forsythia, Bai Zhi.”

Both maids nodded, got up and opened the door, and walked outside.

Jiang Ruan stood in the room. She had arranged everything in the next room. She didn’t sleep in that room at all. After staying in the adjacent room for so long, she finally caught the turtle in the urn.

She had lived in such a temple when she was back in her previous life. The memory was too vague. She only remembers that the monks and abbots in that temple were embarrassed deliberately or otherwise. The food they ate and the room they slept in were all Extremely demanding. She didn’t understand why at the time, but now that she wants to come, it should be Xia Yan’s mother and daughter’s handwriting. It’s just that they still needed her to be the chess piece for entering the palace, so they just let it go after embarrassing it. Now that she has changed, returning to Jiang’s mansion as Gao Yi’s concubine with such a big fanfare, Xia Yan and Jiang Susu are both in their hearts, I’m afraid they won’t be too happy.

On the last day, they will always be the blocker on her way back home. Only this time, what they want is her life!

There is no incense left in the temple, and I have received Xia Yan’s silver to do things for Xia Yan. There are “a small number” of monks left here for good intentions, and then “thinking” Jiang Ruan Guiyu will distinguish between male and female dependents. Once something happens , She has no way to ask for help, but can only endure it by herself!

It’s just that now she is a demon returning from hell, she has never been the only one to claim her life!

There was a slight ringing of bells in the next room. It was a secret signal. It was good. She put a lot of smoke in the room. Dewdrops took the medicine in advance. Once the Xia Yan school entered the room, they could only be slaughtered. Tomorrow morning, she will still have the bodies of these people in front of the Buddha statues in the temple. Li Mi was originally a government servant and must be found out. As for how the abbot explained, let them justify themselves.

Jiang Ruan straightened his skirt and was about to push the door open to take a look at the next room. He just walked to the door, but the door slammed, and a figure flashed in from outside. Jiang Ruan was taken aback and hurriedly backed up a few steps. The other party didn’t seem to expect that there was someone in the room. His movements were slightly stagnant. For a short moment, Jiang Ruan retreated too fast, accidentally stepped on the corners of his own skirt, and went back. Back up, it’s about to fall.

The other party moved quickly. Seeing that she was about to fall, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to embrace her waist. For a moment, the two of them were very close to each other. Jiang Ruan’s face touched the other party’s icy black linen cloth. She was taken aback for a moment. The dark clouds faded, and the moonlight passed over the flower window. Jiang Ruan raised his head and faced a pair of cold star-like eyes.