What a strange dream.
Mu Qianqian raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
That night, she tried to catch those people and find out what they had gone through that made them look so terrible.
She was really exhausted.
After Consort Shu changed Mu Qianqian's clothes, she carried her to the main hall.
The monks of Huguo Temple have prepared the ritual and are chanting scriptures.
Consort Shu placed Mu Qianqian on the ground, clasped her hands together, and knelt down devoutly.
Master Wuyu recited scriptures, holding a willow branch in his hand. He dipped it in water from his alms bowl and applied it to Consort Shu's forehead.
Judging from the looks of it, it seemed like it would be quite a while before it ended.
Bored, she touched Lu Zhaofeng, who was kneeling beside her, and pointed outside.
Lu Zhaofeng raised an eyebrow at her, seemingly understanding what she meant, and picked her up from the ground.
He secretly dragged Mu Qianqian out of the dojo, avoiding everyone's attention.
"Qianqian, do you want your uncle to take you out to play?" Lu Zhaofeng hugged Mu Qianqian.
Mu Qianqian nodded and pointed outside to him.
She felt that the archway in her dream was familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.
Although shrouded in mist, only a few corners of the archway were visible.
But those horns were too unique.
What exactly was that dream trying to tell us?
Mu Qianqian couldn't understand it.
"But this temple was specially opened to pray for Qianqian's well-being." Lu Zhaofeng patiently coaxed, "Uncle will let you stand at the entrance for a while, and then we'll go play after the temple ceremony, okay?"
Mu Qianqian nodded helplessly.
"Good girl." Lu Zhaofeng pinched her cheek.
Mu Qianqian: ...
Why do the characters in this book keep pinching her cheeks?
Lu Zhaofeng placed Mu Qianqian on his neck, holding her hand with one hand and protecting her waist with the other.
He walked quickly along the passageway outside the dojo.
"Qianqian, is it fun? When I was little, I loved riding on my dad's shoulders to see the scenery."
Mu Qianqian: ...
Even though she was a tiny baby.
But her mind had already changed two years ago.
In the book, Lu Zhaofeng is Mu Qianqian's maternal uncle.
But the thought of her riding on top of a man really made her feel ashamed!
Stop! Stop! Stop!
Uncle, please put me down!
This...is not fun at all!
Mu Qianqian secretly grumbled to herself.
I heard Mu Qianqian's inner thoughts.
Lu Zhaofeng's steps suddenly stopped.
Lu Zhaofeng: Uh...
Isn't it fun?
This was the most fun thing he did when he was a child, and he could only do it once in a long time.
Do girls and boys naturally have different interests and preferences?
Although Lu Zhaofeng hadn't had enough fun yet.
But since Mu Qianqian was unwilling...
Then...
He was just about to pull Mu Qianqian off his neck.
Mu Qianqian's thoughts echoed in his ears once more.
Wait a minute.
The voice was completely different from before, having lost the childishness that a three-month-old baby should have.
Serious and earnest.
This caused Lu Zhaofeng's hand to suddenly pause.
Mu Qianqian stared intently into the distance.
In the instant she turned her gaze.
She saw in the distance that the corner of a stone statue peeked out from the woods, and it looked exactly like the statue on the archway in her dream.
Could it be...?
Was the place she dreamt of Huguo Temple?
Then, those injured people are... vengeful spirits?
Mu Qianqian was startled.
How could such a prestigious royal temple harbor so many wronged souls?
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