Chapter 1110 The daughter she missed

  The Hall of Salvation is still noisy.

  The nobles stood on the top of the mountain and took a look, and then retired with excitement.

  Guan Yingying was sweating profusely at the moment, where there is still the beauty of the weekdays. Especially seeing Jiang Huailu coming out of the main hall with a refreshing body, it made her even more embarrassed, and she almost shattered with a mouthful of silver teeth.

   "Since it's here, go and pray for the world."

   "I heard that Huguo Temple is quite efficacious. If you pray for blessings earlier, you can also save the people from suffering earlier. It can also share your worries for your Majesty."

  The ladies of everyone's complexion darkened. They were old, not recovering as quickly as Guan Yingying.

  At this moment, the makeup on his face has already been spent, but I dare not bear the delay of praying for blessings, so I can only respond with a smile.

  Ms. Xiao held her waist and took a slight breath.

  In order to show their sincerity and dare not disobey the queen mother, they try their best to be supported by maids and climbed up by themselves.

  At this moment, the back pain was naturally severe. If she wanted to take a break, she was blocked by her daughter.

   "Pray for blessings in no hurry. At this moment and a half, everyone should take a good rest, tidy up their appearance, and then come to visit the Buddha and pray for the world." Lulu frowned slightly.

  She is not a distressed wife.

  These ladies are pampered, most of them are leaning on the maids and being half embraced.

  The maids' complexions were flushed, and they were all wet with sweat. When the cold wind blows on this mountain, they are afraid that they will fall a lot.

  The maid is sick, but she can't afford to hire a good doctor. Don't pray for a blessing and let people lose their lives.

Guan Yingying frowned: "Miss Jiang, praying for blessings in this world will relieve the suffering of the people earlier. Since you have been given marriage by your majesty, you are the future mother of the country, and you should take the people of the world at heart. It's up."

  These words seem to imply that Jiang Huailu does not take the people to heart.

  Originally, after hearing Jiang Huailu's words, the happy wife's expression was even more annoying.

  Why didn’t you think that Guan Yingying was so eager for quick success and quick gain, not knowing what is good or bad?

  Piansheng always stands on the moral high ground in every sentence, which makes it difficult to refute.

  Otherwise, you will be put on a big hat, and you can't eat it.

  Lulu's eyes narrowed slightly, and she was a little surprised to see Guan Yingying seemed to have lost her former courtesy. Why is she messing with herself?

  She never talked to each other from beginning to end.

"Miss Guan, it's a good thing that you want to pray for the world. But there are many novice monks in the temple, and there are countless guards at the periphery. Look at the ladies, the appearance of disheveled clothes, are you sure you can visit the Bodhisattva at this moment? , I always have to clean up."

  I have to say that these ladies are really embarrassed.

  Sweat stains on his shirt, clinging to his body tightly, if it weren't for Jiang Huailu to point it out, I'm afraid it would have been forgotten.

   Glancing at each other with a bit of embarrassment on their faces. The novice monks in the temple and the guards on the periphery are all men.

  The family has a lot of face, and this manner is afraid that it will be embarrassing.

  "Ms. Xiao should take Ling Lai back to clean up, don't lose face." The ladies turned their heads and entered the monastery immediately. The movement is fast, and people have already put clothes on their bodies, blocking the leaking spring light.

  Ms. Xiao's complexion was also not good, she didn't control her temper and shouted: "Don't come back soon, look at your embarrassment."

  Her waist is almost broken. If it weren't for her daughter to stop her, she would go up and have a rest and let the mother press her waist.

  At this moment, looking at Jiang Huailu again, there is something inexplicable...

  I regret it.

  　 Hey, today Chuanchuan’s birthday, it’s too late to come back...

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)