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The wheels of the carriage were running slowly on the blue stone plate, and the noise of the city was looming in the swaying curtain. Lin Lang opened the corner a little, the sky was blue and blue glaze, the wet atmosphere of the earth after the rain merged with the fireworks on the earth, and the warm and vague smell was revealed in the humidity.

Lin Lang's bones were slightly soft, leaning lazily on the Tuanhua cushion.

Modern and convenient, Lin Lang naturally likes that refreshing life. However, in terms of sophistication, it is this ancient dynasty that fascinated her even more.

The stalls outside are filled with fresh and delightful things, such as lacquer boxes, fat powder, bead flowers, clay figurines, etc. Since it is the summer, girls love the lupin, sandalwood fan, ivory fan, flower and bird folding fan, etc. The headline.

Sandalwood fan is the best selling one.

As we all know, the three daughters of the Li family are all beautiful and graceful. The second daughter, Li Zhaoyun, is known for her gentleness and grace. She carries a carved sandalwood fan with her. When she smiles, she covers her lips with dignity and dignity.

With Miss Li's reputation as a mean diamond camp, Li Zhaoyun's pearl of dust finally shines, becoming the moonlight in the heart of Yun Jing Wanghou Guigui, and her favorite sandalwood fan has also become popular.

Lin Lang was playing with the fan in her hand. The pattern was painted with ladies worshiping the moon. The waist was folded gracefully, but the beauty's expression was pious and holy.

Worship the moon, worship the red-line moon god, and ask for the wishful lord.

Li Linlang is really anxious.

The negligent mistake not only ruined her reputation for running a business with the Li family, but also her marriage.

Shizhao Yan Zhaolie went to the door the next day and retired strongly. The Li family became a laughing stock. Li Chaoyun and Li Qingyu, who were girls in common, instead stood up to support the girl's facade.

In the past, the Li family had a hundred female beggars, but now it is still one hundred beggars, but Li Linlang is no one cares about-the Li family is a family of scholars, and Li's father is on duty in the Hanlin Academy first, and then joins the cabinet to participate in political figures The people are quite important for the new emperor. The identity of the Yue family can make people struggle for less than ten years.

If Li Linlang had not discussed Yan Shizi's relationship, someone could still think about it and take the beauty of gold and jade into the house to offer it. The Yan family is the founding hero, and the Yan Guogong is the regent. This family is so hot, who dares to touch their mold?

The Yan family's strong momentum alone is enough to crush the precious Li's.

Li Linlang was delayed for a year, and her face was haggard for a few minutes. She finally waited for the limelight to pass. Mother Li immediately set off to the White Horse Temple, praying to the **** to worship Buddha, donating incense oil money, asking the Buddha to open her eyes, and washing away her daughter ’s year Doom continues.

It's said that when people are out of luck, drinking cold water will stop their teeth.

Li Linlang did n’t know if the Buddha at Baima Temple opened his eyes. If so, why would a noble girl with no chicken power encounter the indecent assailants at the Buddhist gate?

"Miss, White Horse Temple is here."

A little girl half-kneeled lifted the curtain for Lin Lang.

Lin Lang looked at the girl at random. She was about 11 or 12 years old. She was wearing a white dress and a bun, which seemed to be a harmless type for humans and animals.

She reached out and touched the little girl's cheek, the soft fat powder.

"Miss?" The other party was startled.

"This powder is good." Lin Lang's mouth slightly raised.

The little girl said with a grin, "They are all kindhearted ladies and have enjoyed such a good rouge gouache."

Lin Lang didn't speak, she was helped out by her.

A little man had bent down cleverly, and let the lady step on her back.

When she got off the bus, a rich and elegant woman came to see her. The woman cuddled her shoulders intimately and asked me if I was bumped by the stones on the road.

Lin Lang shook her head, how could it be, the car she was sitting on had four or five layers of soft cotton wool and blankets, and it was really the treatment of the daughter-in-law.

The woman's intimacy and love overflowed with words, so that when the woman who came down from the back of the car came to greet her mother-in-law, she just said calmly.

Lin Lang looked up at the two girls, slightly older, wearing a plain green emerald skirt, with only one hairpin left in the hair ornament, and a fresh and gentle breath came. The other is much more lively, with bright clothes and bright eyes, simple and innocent.

She pursed her lips and smiled.

The world actually exaggerates the appearance of these two women. The former wins by temperament. Among the heavy makeup girls who wear eyebrows and powder, her clean makeup is praiseworthy. The latter, innocent and ignorant of the world, is commendable against the elder sister's "deep city".

To say the truth, but it was stepped on top of her name.

Otherwise, with Li Linlang's stunning beauty, these two inferior and inferior girls, I don't know when they will be able to enter the jade eyes of my son.

The two female sisters knew the mistress of the mistress, and after being greeted, they waited aside.

Li's glanced contemptuously. She had been in charge of Zhonghua for many years. How could she not see that her daughter was put by them? The hateful thing is that their wings are stiff, and most of the people who raised their relatives are Wangsun nobles. For the sake of Li Jiayun, her mother-in-law should also be "generous and generous", so as not to be taken out by those sour writers to make a fuss and harm her marriage.

The graceful woman walked up the stone ladder with three girls towards the White Horse Temple. The servants and slaves were beside him, and the young ladies were wearing Mi Li. The others looked at this posture, and they were a few steps behind in a tacit understanding, fearing that they would hit the nobles.

The Buddhist temple was silent, hidden in a green bamboo forest at the top of the mountain, and the bells of the sky flew up to the cloud desert.

A brown-clothed monk walked with the scriptures, made a way for the female guest, and then folded his hands together, a long distance salute.

Baima Temple, as the first temple in Yunjing, is a holy place for monks in the world, as can be seen from the monks' manners in the temple.

"Today Dade opened the altar, if any of you are interested, just go with your mother." Li Shi grabbed the beads.

The two sisters Li Zhaoyun naturally should.

The lecture was set in a partial hall, with a Baoding incense sandalwood in the center and a white platform built by white jade. A young man dressed in red cassocks sat down calmly. Shallow cinnabar.

Under the stage were the wandering faithful men and women, the rich and distinguished officials in the Chinese clothes, and the ordinary people in sackcloth. They listened intoxicatingly in the warm bodhi.

Lin Lang found that Li Zhaoyun, who was half a step behind her, leaned forward and folded her hands reverently.

Li Chaoyun, the heroine, of the heroines she met, the fighting power is also considered powerful.

She had a friendship with the stunning young Dade of Baima Temple, and the other party annotated Fengming for her, sending her to the queen's position. At the same time, she is also the lover of the male master Yan Shizi. When the emperor's husband died, the orphans and widows were helpless and helpless, the male master reverted to her rights and protected her from glory and wealth.

As for the fiancée, Yan Zhaolie remembered it very much, and when he had a chance, he fell into the rock. Under his operation, he lost his innocent Li Linlang and married a beast with a crown of clothes. The beast looks like a gentleman. The goods are defiled by the same.

For the first time, Li Linlang was exchanged with his wife. Under shame and anger, without Li's explanation, a white damask took the rest of his life.

If Li Chaoyun was not a book wearer, Li Langlang had taken her life by virtue of the Prophet, Lin Lang still admired her.

This trick is enough to play against a man. She never said much, but the original owner Li Linlang was really an innocent lying gun, just because she first seized the advantage of others and was afraid of Li Linlang ’s beauty advantage, she thought of ways to destroy it. It's not enough to ruin her reputation, but also ruin her innocence and ruin her future.

In short, this is a ruthless hostess who can do whatever she wants for her own purpose. At the same time, she is also an admirer of patriarchy. She is beautiful and gentle in front of the man. She turns her head and eliminates Li Linlang. , And sent Li Qingyu, who resembled his own face, to the bed of the male master Yan Shizi, so that the other party's thoughts of her grew deeper.

What a great show.

Lin Lang thought, raising his hand to lift the black gauze hanging down.

The Dade Master who uttered Bodhi suddenly froze.

Aristocratic women are very particular about traveling. This power is always worn and never easily lifted or taken off in front of a foreign man.

Reflected in the eyes of the colored buddha, the young confidante looks beautiful and beautiful, holding a snow-white fan like the moon, the green jade pendant and the red tassels against each other, and the lake-like treasure-patterned fairy skirt shows a light body , The arm is embedded with bright and clear gold Chuan, and the thin yarn forms a kind of beautiful beauty.

The other party seemed to just want to breathe freely, and couldn't help but to meet his clear eyes, the smile on his lips disappeared without a trace, and the unfurled Sahara immediately put it down, unwilling to look at him again.

This face turned ruthless enough.

It looks like a beautiful girl's reaction after being teased by Deng Tuozi.

Jing Cheng was embarrassed and wanted to explain himself. In fact, he had no different thoughts about the female donor, but she felt that the act of lifting her veil was not the same as that of ordinary people, and she noticed it unconsciously. Who thought that she would be treated as a pervert by Meng Lang.

He murmured Amitabha secretly, dispelling miscellaneous thoughts, and explaining the scriptures without thinking.

After the lecture, Li went to burn incense and prayed, and arranged for her daughter and her daughter to clean the guest house.

Li Zhaoyun said that he wanted to go outside to take a look at the blooming peach blossoms, and Li Qingyu would also follow him, and also asked Lin Lang if he wanted to be together.

Like the plot, Lin Lang was mentioned by Li. The two sisters were uneasy and kind. They asked her daughter to be vigilant and not to agree to their demands. Of course, Li Linlang listened to her mother-in-law. When the two younger sisters went out to see the peach blossoms, she rested in the guesthouse and slept so faintly that she didn't even know that a thief entered the house.

The pretty girl sat on the chair slightly crooked, holding a tea cup in her hand, and took a sip. "No, I'm dizzy, just rest here, just go and play."

The word "play" at the back is meaningful.

Li Zhaoyun looked up and took a look at the elder sister quickly. She always felt strange and uneasy. However, she didn't think the straw bag beauty could still perceive her calculations.

If there is a seemingly fragrant scent of acacia, it is smoked on her body, which is no different from the ordinary scent, and the tea in her hand is also mixed with some medicine, just waiting for the two to melt and merge At that time, let her be a virgin and fierce woman who would rather die, as soon as she fell into a man, the addiction would spurt out, from a saint to a slut.

She smiled at the corner of her mouth and took Li Qingyu out, taking away most of her girl-in-law.

Before long, a heavy firework rose from the lower abdomen.

There were two groups of shapely bright red in Lin Lang's cheeks.

"Miss, this room is slightly hot and humid. Yingying sees that there are ice sellers in the bamboo forest, why not call him his mother-in-law?"

Yingying, a close-knit girl, said very intimately.

Lin Lang allowed.

The lady-in-law was a little short, her chin was on her chest, and she came in with a low eyebrow, and Yingying said that she had sour plum soup on the carriage, so she went to pick up a box.

Lin Lang waved lazily, and as Yingying's figure disappeared behind the door, another person in the room approached her slowly.

The young lady covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and yawned. The eyes of the mother-in-law flashed suddenly. She suddenly approached. A sleeve drenched in the sleeve was drawn in her sleeve and she was going to blind her face.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled noise.

Lin Lang pressed against the man, and the veil that was originally going to deal with her covered the murderous mob firmly, and the other side looked at her in disbelief.

"I don't ask anyone who sent you. Since you have the consciousness to do it, let's get done." She smiled and took out her self-defense while covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief to make her body weak. 'S dagger swam against his lower body for a moment in his frightened eyes, and he twisted the handle of the knife without hesitation.

Blood splattered and the other person fainted in pain.

Lin Lang turned away, and went out to see. The outside was empty and there was no girl-in-law.

With a tick in her mouth, she deliberately ruffled her clothes and ran to the other side. The hostess gave her such a "big gift", she is a kind person, and she likes to exchange gifts the most.

Far away from the majestic Great Hall and Heavenly King Hall, after the temple is partial, the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere lingers, and the branches and leaves of the linden tree rustle in the wind.

"Boom--"

A slim figure slammed into his arms.

"Female donor?"

The other person lifted her up, and there was a grain of blood sand on his eyebrows. He dropped off the solemn cassock and wore a common brown monk's clothes. It was three points less solemn and indifferent than when chanting on the white jade lotus seat. Tong, retains the innocence of innocence.

The monk's eyes were crystal clear like water, like a mirror with a clear look, without any thoughts and desires, reflecting the beauty of the beautiful pear flower with rain.

Unexpectedly he asked this question, the other party's cloud sleeves flew, grabbed the dagger and poked him straight into the heart.

Jing Cheng was shocked, and her eyes were squeezing her wrist, and the dagger fell to the ground, and she was lying on his body softly.

"I'm just dead ... and I won't ... let your harlot succeed ..."

The girl's eyes contained crystal drops of water, but it was like a burning flame, burning him with hatred. But, on the other side of hatred, this man gasped slightly, his lips full, like a temptation of extreme redness.

Jing Cheng was almost fainted by her, "This female donor, you and I are just in the water, He Zeng ... He Zeng ..." He gave a few rubs, the soft touch on his chest, the young monk's ears were reddish, Want to push people away, "take advantage of you."

Lin Lang sneered, "You still want to deny it? Didn't you look at me at the lecture? If it were not for your **** monk's attention, he hooked up with the wicked thief outside the temple and broke up my girl's wife and gave me the following The reminder / love / medicine / things still ambush here ... "

Young Dade was stunned, "Female donor, you are wrong--"

Before the "misunderstanding" was spoken, Lin Lang cried as soon as he cried, blocking all of his words, and was about to carry the stolen goods to the end.

"Why, Li Zhaoyun in your family is an immortal, not to be tarnished. Can my little girl, who is scolded by the world, be fooled by your palms?"

Jing Chengli nodded, and he asked, "Are you the eldest sister of Chao Yun?"

Chaoyun?

The relationship between the two is already good enough to remove the last name and call each other?

But it doesn't matter. Soon this "friendship" is coming to an end.

Lin Lang wants to do something bad.

As soon as he finished speaking, his chest was severely hammered, and the other party's eyes were fierce, and with a clear sadness, "Yes, you call her Zhaoyun, how can the monk call the girl's name? You It ’s a group, is n’t it? Otherwise, she ’s very good-natured, standing for so long to listen to your chanting, turning her head to rest, and taking people to see peach blossoms? She did n’t love peach blossoms! ”

She muttered to herself, and the more she said, the more reasonable she was, and she insisted on convicting him.

"It must be your **** monk, who has bewitched my sister and asked her to do some shameful things for you, so that I can come over and give you a drink, isn't it?" The final question became sharper, like the cuckoo crying. Word cone heart.

See, what does it mean to hit a rake, this is it.

The other party opened his mouth and closed it helplessly.

Since Jing Cheng grew up in Buddhism and has no knowledge of foreign affairs, where can he cope with Lin Lang's sophistry?

He and Li Zhaoyun did come together. The other party had unique views on Buddhism. He cited him as a confidant and felt sorry for each other. At the request of the other party like Mu Chunfeng, she naturally called her Zhao Yun.

Thinking about it now, he was shocked with cold sweat.

Buddhist disciples, all four are empty, how can the majesty call the woman's private boudoir name?

I could n’t explain it. Jing Cheng had to say, “This is the fault of the young monk. In the future, the young monk must be extremely cautious and keep a distance from the dynasty and Li Shizhu, don’t—”

Like clouds, fog and water.

Like moon and snow and flowers.

The girl circled his shoulders and necks and tipped her feet slightly to kiss his throat.

The young and famous Dade directly scared the wood dumb.

The kind about to be scrapped.

Immediately thereafter, a red tide and pain rose from the numbness of the back spine, and the neck, cheeks, and ears turned red at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Jing Cheng suddenly pushed away.

It's like meeting a beast of floods.

The slender Xiuying fell to the ground, sobbing painfully.

"Female, female donor, you you you—"

Jing Cheng subconsciously wanted to help her, and thought of the strange feeling just now, so shameful, he finally stepped back and looked at the person far away. If he was facing a big enemy, the atmosphere would not dare to take a breath.

At this time, the effect of the medicine diverged, her eyes were flushed, and her wheezing sound became more and more rapid. Lin Lang covered her sore chest, and her soft watery voice seemed to hide countless dense hooks. She wanted to tear her desires apart. Monk, what else do you pretend? Did n’t you frame me to this point? ”

As she whispered again, her tears were filled with pink cheeks, like dewdrops on the lotus, and it was amazingly beautiful.

Jing Cheng had a terrible headache, and he once again clarified his innocence, "Female donor, you will wait here, the monk will find someone to come--"

His footsteps had just taken off, and behind him came drunk.

"Stop! Do you want more people to look at me like this embarrassed look?" Lin Lang said with a self-deprecating smile, "Let them look at the elder lady of the Li family, whose heart is higher than the sky, and they don't know how to love themselves, eat With the aphrodisiac drugs, do you know that shamelessly seduce Buddhist monks? "

She weeping, crying and scolding, "What the **** did I do in my last life, even the innocent death, the Buddha refused to leave me."

The young senior monk hesitated and announced a Buddha number. "The female donor is offended. The monk will take you to the guesthouse." He walked to Lin Lang and bent over to clamp her arm.

At first it was okay. The opponent was like a little chicken. He was gently carried by him, but he didn't step out of his feet and came out. The girl suddenly hugged the thin waist of the monk, and the spring shirt was thin and light, as if murmured with some unconsciousness, "Hot ... Master, you are cool ..." said and rubbed over again.

Jing Cheng was so frightened that he only felt a sticky, soft and sweet honey on his body.

He can only bite the white teeth with red ears and grievances to remind, "Female donor, you wake up, little monk, little monk ..."

The monk's pants are about to be ripped off by you.

Buddha, my life is alive!