After Mo Qin returned to the temple, he no longer received any missions to travel far away, and all his tasks were related to matters near the temple.
The higher-ups in the temple even had the vague intention of promoting her to a saint.
After all, the temple has lost its Holy Son and urgently needs a new person to expose the matter and divert everyone's attention.
Mo Qin has a high reputation among the people, and it is easy for everyone to have a good impression of this girl.
"I heard that the higher-ups are planning to make Lady Qin a saint."
"Really? She's perfect for the job. I can't think of anyone else who could do it."
"Yes, she is very capable..."
Elaine, who was hiding in the dark, could no longer bear it. She rushed out and loudly retorted:
"Shut up! She doesn't deserve it!"
"She is such a vicious woman! All of this is her conspiracy!"
The startled people looked at Elaine, "Who is this person?"
"Don't you know? This is Abner's squire, whose face was disfigured during that operation."
"Oh my God, she doesn't hate Abner, she even defends him. I really can't understand it!"
In the minds of many people, this incident was a trap carefully set by Abner, and those who died and were injured were victims of Abner's ambition.
They sighed, felt sorry, and even felt a little gloating.
Elaine had a big fight with those people. After returning to the room, she couldn't help sobbing.
She wanted to speak out in Abner's defense, but no one listened and even doubted her.
From suspecting that she was also a traitor to suspecting that she had mental problems.
She wanted to find Abner, but she didn't know where to look.
Then she learned to be silent.
Fortunately, Mo Qin was not named a saint, so all that was just a rumor.
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The gorgeous flowers bloom in the warm sun, and the beautiful girl bathes in the sunset, as beautiful as a painting.
She lowered her head to read the book in her hands, completely unaware of how attractive she was.
"My Lord, are you going to be a saint?"
Wenzel had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.
Becoming a saint means that she will never be with me openly.
Is getting rid of Abner really about replacing him?
Wenzel didn't understand. He didn't see any desire for power in her. He didn't even know what she wanted.
Her desires have always been so shallow.
Mo Qin raised her head from the book, and the breeze blew through her hair.
"Why do you say that?"
Wenzel took a step forward, and the distance between them was negligible.
"I think the Pope and his people have such intentions."
He saw it.
Mo Qin did not deny it, "You are right."
The Pope even spoke to her.
Wenzel's eyes dimmed a little, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
He heard the girl continue:
"But I refused. I don't want to be a saint, nor do I want to..."
Wenzel grasped the meaning behind Mo Qin's words, "You want to leave here?"
Mo Qin was stunned. She didn't expect Wenzel to guess what she was thinking.
"right."
Of course she had to leave here.
After Abner is dealt with.
Wenzel felt that the girl's smile at this moment was extremely dazzling. He suddenly leaned over, kissed the girl on the lips, and rubbed it gently.
His voice was low and cold. "Okay, I understand."
Mo Qin's long eyelashes trembled slightly. She looked up at Wenzel, who was inexplicably unhappy, and asked him, "Don't you know how to kiss?"
Every time I just stick to it and rub it.
Wenzel was a little confused, and it only took him two seconds to accept the misunderstanding.
"I...you teach me?"
He didn't dare to try before, fearing that he wouldn't be able to stop, but if she took the initiative, no matter what happened next... he couldn't be blamed.
Mo Qin pushed the person away and said, "I don't know how to do it either. I can't teach you."
It's impossible to trick her.
This time, Wenzel did not obey her wishes, but directly picked her up from the seat.
Mo Qin subconsciously put her arms around Wenzel's neck, "What are you doing?"
"Study and practice."
"Well, it's okay not to learn that kind of stuff."
"How can that be? My lack of practice seems to have displeased the adults. I don't think they want me to practice with others, so I can only take up a little of their time."
Mo Qin retorted, "I'm not dissatisfied."
If she had known, she wouldn't have asked.
The way back to the room is not far, and the small garden is just outside Mo Qin's window.
Wenzel carried Moqin back to the room and put her on the bed. He put his arm around the girl's waist and moved closer to her.
"You can refuse me, do you want to refuse?"
His voice was low and hoarse, and seemed to be pleading:
"Sir, if I don't feed it properly, I don't know what it will do."
Mo Qin raised her hand and placed it on Wenzel's shoulder. Her tone was as gentle as ever, and it was impossible to tell what she meant.
"Are you threatening me?"
"No, I'm just stating the facts."
She wanted to leave, should she leave the Temple of Light or leave this continent?
He can't tell the difference.
Mo Qin smiled. There was no need to treat this matter so seriously. She said that just because she was a little angry.
She was angry that Wenzel would attack her, but when she heard what Heiwu said that day, she didn't think there was anything wrong.
It seems that it doesn’t matter whether it is true or false, what matters is that the task is completed.
As for the rest, it depends on the situation.
Mo Qin did not refuse, "Okay."
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The last ray of sunlight set, the full moon hung high in the sky, and the cold white light poured down from the floor-to-ceiling windows. The house fell silent without anyone noticing.
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