The next morning, as dawn broke, the carriage was ready. After washing and dressing, Jiang Luoluo left the mansion with Dingdang.
Beside the carriage, Yao Shiyu had been waiting for a long time. When she saw Jiang Luoluo come out, she immediately went up to her with a pitiful expression on her face and bit her lip, saying, "Cousin, thank you for visiting my mother."
Jiang Luoluo glanced at her suspiciously. Yao Shiyu still looked like a delicate and charming little white flower that could be blown away by the wind, showing no abnormality as usual.
Jiang Luoluo replied in a cold tone, "I'm not going to see my aunt, I'm just stopping by Yuanhua Temple to take care of some business."
Yao Shiyu was secretly pleased with herself, the fleeting joy in her eyes perfectly concealed.
She guessed that Jiang Luoluo's trip might be to light an eternal lamp for Jiang Chengfeng and his wife, which was exactly what she planned.
Jiang Luoluo didn't bother to say anything more and got into the carriage. Outside the carriage, Yao Shiyu's eyes revealed a sly glint as she secretly plotted.
The plan is half successful. As long as Jiang Luoluo embarks on this trip to Yuanhua Temple, she will make sure that Jiang Luoluo is either killed or severely injured.
Inside the carriage, Jiang Luoluo appeared nonchalant, but her hands were busy.
She neatly arranged the lime powder and chili powder in a row, and then firmly gripped the dagger Xie Yizhi had given her.
She lifted the curtain and told Dingdang, who was rushing to catch the carriage, "Dingdang, be careful on the road."
Dingdang nodded in response, holding the reins in his left hand and his sword in his right, his expression focused and alert.
Her round face was taut, her eyes resolute, as she drove straight toward Yuanhua Temple.
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