Chapter 403: Seeing

In the previous life, because Ji Yong became the abbot of Longfu Temple, Longfu Temple had the ability to compete with Daxiangguo Temple and became famous in Kyoto.

Dou Zhao didn't remember when Longfu Temple became famous. When she heard about it, it was already very difficult to get a ticket there.

However, although the Longfu Temple in this life was very popular, it was not well-known. Those who came to burn incense were mostly women from small families, and it was rare to see ornately decorated carriages or sedan chairs.

When Dou Zhao stood at the gate of Longfu Temple, he couldn't help but look up at the mountain gate of Longfu Temple.

I wonder if Century Yong will still have a connection with Longfu Temple in this life?

She turned her head and glanced at Song Mo.

In order not to attract attention, Song Mo and she both changed into plain silk clothes. She inserted two silver hairpins in her hair. They traveled with a small entourage, only Chen He, the Jin Gui sisters, Duan Gongyi and a few other guards.

There was a cloud of incense in the Longfu Temple as Song Mo and Dou Zhao burned incense in the main hall.

From time to time, women who came to burn incense would stare at them.

Chen Jia smiled bitterly.

He placed the heir here because it was popular with people and people came and went, so he could mix fakes with real people. But he forgot how outstanding Song Mo and Dou Zhao were. Even if they were wearing the most ordinary clothes, the elegance and grace revealed in their every move could not be concealed.

If I had known this earlier, I would have placed the precious relics in the Daxiangguo Temple!

He muttered to himself, and thinking of the timid face of the noble, he couldn't help but give Hu Zi a look, signaling him to remind the noble, lest she would hide in the corner and tremble like a little beast when she saw Song Mo and Dou Zhao later.

Hu Zi understood and hurried to the group of rooms in the east.

Song Mo and Dou Zhao donated money for incense and went to the group room with Chen Jia.

On a midsummer morning, the air became a little hot as the sun rose. The huge trees in the courtyard of Longfu Temple were full of green shade, but they still could not dispel the irritability in Song Mo's heart.

He barely slept last night.

He couldn't explain how he felt.

Sympathy? The girl was his father's concubine's daughter, and was evidence of his father's betrayal of his mother. This emotion seemed a bit inappropriate.

Hate? If he didn't know what happened to the girl, he might hate her. But when he thought that it was his father's irresponsibility that led to the girl's fate, he couldn't hate her no matter what.

Like? That's out of the question. He always respected the strong. Even if she was a woman, she had put herself in this situation. It was obvious that she had some flaws in her personality. How could he like her?

Until the moment he stepped into Longfu Temple, he had not figured out how to deal with this girl.

Song Mo had never been so entangled since he was a child.

He couldn't help but hold Dou Zhao's hand tightly.

Dou Zhao also held Song Mo's hand tightly back.

Her mood was as complicated as Song Mo's.

As a woman herself, she felt very sympathetic towards the girl's situation, but when she thought that the girl might be Song Mo's half-sister, her heart was biased towards Song Mo and she couldn't feel any more sympathy for the girl.

The two of them walked into the compartment slowly.

It was a hot day, and the doors and windows of the compartment were closed. Only a beam of sunlight shone through the roof tiles, making the room seem very dark.

Hu Zi was talking quietly to a woman sitting on the armchair in the main hall. When he heard the noise and saw them coming in, he quickly stepped aside, and the woman slowly stood up.

Although the girl's face could not be seen clearly, her slender figure made her look very thin.

Song Mo was obviously a little surprised. He stood at the door and said in a deep voice, "Are you Li Yugui?"

The girl said nothing.

Chen Jia was a little anxious.

Why is this girl so stubborn?

It was a waste that he told her so much yesterday!

The Prince of the Duke of England is powerful and in an important position. He can make her live or die with just a word. When meeting the Prince of the Duke of England, she must be respectful in her tone and gentle in her posture, and must not put on airs. As long as she can please the Prince, she will be able to eat and drink well and live a good life in the future. She no longer has to worry about being caught by Wei Quan or bullied by He Hao.

He couldn't help but cough lightly and whispered to the noble: "The British prince and his wife are here to see you, why don't you go up and greet them quickly!"

The little girl just stood there without moving.

Chen Jia had no choice but to step forward, gently pushed the little girl, and whispered, "Hurry up and kneel down!"

But the little girl was stubborn. She hung her head and stood there motionless.

Chen Jia had no choice but to push the girl again.

This time the force was a bit too great, and the little girl staggered and almost fell. She stumbled forward a few steps before she stood still.

The beam of sunlight shining through the tiles fell on the little girl's face.

Dou Zhao and Song Mo could see the delicate facial features and handsome face clearly.

Dou Zhaodun was heartbroken by the fact that Mingzhu Ranchen was born.

Song Mo was stunned, his face suddenly changed, and he blurted out "Mother".

There was no one else in the room and it was quiet, so Dou Zhao naturally heard everything clearly.

She looked at Song Mo in astonishment.

Song Mo happened to look at her.

She saw the shock surging in his eyes like a raging wave.

"What's wrong?" Dou Zhao's mind was in a mess and she was at a loss, but she still hugged Song Mo's arm tightly.

There was no trace of blood left on Song Mo's face.

"She, she looks just like my mother..." he murmured, "even more like her than cousin Hanzhu..."

How come Li Tiaoniang's daughter looks like Mrs. Jiang?

Even if there is a resemblance, it should be like Song Yichun!

What about Song Han in that mansion?

Dou Zhao's fingertips felt cold and his mind went blank.

Chen Jia was struck by lightning.

Isn't it said that the hereditary is the daughter of the Duke of England's concubine?

Why is Mrs. Jiang involved again?

He could only feel his forehead dripping with sweat, and he could not help but glance at the noble lady with a gloomy look, and walked out with Hu Zi in his hand: "My Lord, if you have any questions, just ask Miss the noble lady directly. Hu Zi and I will be guarding outside the door."

However, the noble lady grabbed Chen Jia's sleeve and said anxiously with fear on her face: "Didn't you say you knew my uncle? You took me back to Kyoto to find my uncle... You lied! Where is my uncle? I want to see my uncle!" As she spoke, her eyes turned red and tears fell, "Please, take me to see my uncle, my uncle will definitely reward you greatly..."

It would have been better if she didn't say it. As soon as she said that, a surge of anger burst out from Song Mo's chest.

A young girl who looked very much like his mother kept shouting that she wanted to seek help from that despicable villain Li Liang, which made veins pop out at his temples.

"What uncle? That bastard is worthy of the title?!" He frowned, and the hostility between his brows seemed to be about to burst out and devour people. "Chen Jia, go find Li Liang for me! I want to ask, what is going on?"

Song Mo sneered, with a cold air all over him.

Chen Jia shuddered involuntarily. He dared not look at Song Mo any longer. He lowered his head, nodded, turned around and walked out.

Yu Gui grabbed Chen Jia's sleeve and wouldn't let go.

Chen Jia had no choice but to coax her softly: "You heard it too, I'm going to find Li Liang."

He didn't dare call Li Liang "uncle" for fear that Song Mo would get angry again.

The noble lady was so frightened that she was trembling with fear. She cried and begged Chen Jia: "Take me with you to find my uncle!"

Chen Jia smiled bitterly.

She and the Song family have a complicated relationship, and she has nothing to do with the Song family. Even if she makes trouble, Song Yantang will take care of it for her. If she is not smart enough, she will probably die here.

He looked at Dou Zhao for help.

Dou Zhao hurried forward to touch Yu Gui's shoulder.

The noble was so frightened that he hid behind Chen Jia.

Song Mo looked at it and his face became even gloomier.

Dou Zhao had no choice but to persuade Yugui in a gentle voice: "We don't know what your mother will do if she knows what happened to you. Why don't we invite your uncle over first? You are all alone. If we want to harm you, why would we go to such lengths?"

She still held on to Chen Jia's sleeve.

Song Mo had a frightening expression on his face and walked towards them.

Dou Zhao quickly winked at Song Mo.

Song Mo hesitated for a few moments and took a few steps back.

When Dou Zhao tried to persuade Yu Gui again, Yu Gui bit his lip and let go of Chen Jia's sleeve.

Chen Jia heaved a sigh of relief and strode out.

Hu Zi's legs had already gone limp with fear, and he was stunned for a moment before he jogged to catch up with Chen Jia.

Dou Zhao signaled Song Mo to go out first.

Song Mo thought about it and left the room.

Dou Zhao helped Yugui sit down and asked her softly, "When did you return to Kyoto? Who will serve you when you live here?" He also comforted her, "Don't be afraid. Since you are back in Kyoto, Wei Quan and the He family will not be able to cover up everything with one hand!"

The hermit began to cry.

At first she just sobbed quietly, then her voice gradually got louder and louder, and finally she threw herself on the table and burst into tears.

Dou Zhao's eyes couldn't help but become sad, and her hand gently stroked her precious black hair.

Only then did she realize that her heir had grown beautiful hair that was not only black and shiny, but also thick as clouds and smooth as silk.

Song Mo also has such good hair.

Dou Zhao suddenly felt unbearable pain in his heart and tears welled up in his eyes.

What happened back then?

In this life, if she hadn't suddenly decided to ask Chen Jia to look for the deceased, what would her fate have been like?

She thought of what Song Mo said in his previous life about going to worship his sister.

The sister he is talking about should be the heir apparent, right?

In the last life, the hereditary died... In this life, luckily I was able to rescue the person in time...

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Song Mo, who was outside the door, listened to the crying in the house, and his chest felt like a huge rock was pressing on it.

He ordered Chen He: "Call Du Wei!"

Chen He responded and left trembling with fear.

Song Mo paced back and forth in the corridor.

Duan Gongyi and others did not dare to make a sound and just stood guard quietly on the surroundings.

The crying sounds in the house gradually became quieter, and Du Wei rushed over with sweat all over his forehead.

Song Mo ordered him: "When my mother gave birth to the second master, who were the people serving in the room? Where are they now? Find out everything for me and report back immediately!"

Du Wei bowed and left.

Chen Jia led Li Liang and hurried over.

Seeing Song Mo standing under the porch and looking down at him, and the guards surrounding the yard who were silent but exuding murderous aura, Li Liang slowed down his pace and his expression became solemn.

"Who are you? Where is the legacy?"

He turned around and looked at Chen Jia, the man who tricked him into coming here, with an unfriendly look.

Chen Jia smiled slightly, bowed to Song Mo, lowered his head and stepped aside.