Pampered and fierce wife: Reborn daughter-in-law has a strategy

The sharp tea spoon carried a sharp sound of wind, and it did not stop even if it was about to hit the throat.

But he had to stop.

Li Xinran stretched out her hand and squeezed the tea spoon tightly.

Master Yuanhe used force. Even if Li Xinran caught it, the skin on his throat was still pierced due to inertia.

Li Xinran squeezed the tea spoon tightly, and her hand was cut deeply by the tea spoon. Blood dripped on Master Yuanhe's collar drop by drop.

Li Xinran looked at Master Yuan and Master angrily. Although his throat was pricked, Master Yuan and Master smiled particularly happily.

"I won."

This entire body was a bet. Master Yuan He was taking his life and betting on Li Xinran's momentary softness of heart.

Looking at the over fifty old monk who smiled like a child in front of him, Li Xinran grabbed the tea spoon, stared at him bitterly, turned around and left.

Behind him, the gentle and kind voice of the old monk came: "On behalf of all the people in the world, I would like to thank Miss Li."

After coming back to her senses, Li Xinran glanced back at the bald head hidden among the bamboos, with mixed feelings in her heart. She didn't know if what the old man said was true, but she was still shocked when she suddenly heard the news. .

Does the mother care about the world?

Li Xinran thought about it seriously and found that she really couldn't accept the idea of ​​marrying Emperor Chu Hui. Let's not mention that Emperor Chu Hui was as old as her father. Let's talk about Emperor Chu Hui's character. He was a first-class general with a hundred thousand army generals. Her daughter will definitely not be brought into the harem.

It's not that it's hard to win over. After all, an emperor who holds real power doesn't really need to betray himself to win over powerful officials.

If just selling one's body can win over powerful officials, then the emperor might as well just call the legitimate sons of each family into the palace.

Marriage linkage, this is what princes do.

Speaking of the prince, Li Xinran fell into deep thought.

I don't know if it was retribution for his father's murder. Of the twelve princes under Emperor Hui of Chu, those who survived and had the ability to compete for the throne were the eldest prince, the second prince, the third prince and the tenth prince.

Although the third prince and the tenth prince were both born to Concubine Rong, they were not natural allies.

Concubine Rong dotes on the tenth prince more, and Emperor Chu Hui also likes the tenth prince more.

Coupled with the fact that the Li family and General Zhenguo currently support the emperor's grandson, it is really confusing as to whose family the throne will go to.

And what the old monk said about the mother's rituals for the world...

Who knows whether the old monk is talking about the short-term mother-yi world, or the long-term.

A fallen leaf hit her on the head. The fallen leaf was very light, but it was also a foreign object. For martial arts practitioners like them, the touch of any foreign object was very clear.

Li Xinran raised his head and looked upward.

Autumn has fallen.

The fallen leaves have dried up, turned yellow and fallen, and winter is approaching.

Suddenly, Li Xinran burst into laughter.

After being reborn, I started to believe in these strange things.

The former general who defended the city summoned the heavenly master to come down to earth to defend the enemy, and how he died in the end was still vivid in his mind. Now she was analyzing who she would marry just because of the old monk's words.

"Boring." Li Xinran smiled lightly, exerted force on his wrist, turned his fingertips, and the extra-sharp tea spoon plunged into the bamboo joint on the side.

"No matter who is destined to be the master, the emperor and grandson will win the final victory, I say this."

Li Xinran looked back at the bamboo house that could no longer be seen clearly, and said softly.

The bamboo leaves rustled, but there was no response.

……

Li Xinran, who walked down from Jinding Temple, suddenly didn't want to go back to Li Mansion.

After her rebirth, she rarely had such leisurely time.

Either running for his life or on the way to escape.

Li Xinran laughed at himself. If his life were a drama, he would probably be removed from the theater.

Boring and repetitive.

Li Xinran thought about the prayer ceremony for her children in her previous life for a long time and decided to hold it somewhere else.

She and Jinding Temple were not in harmony, and if she asked Jinding Temple to pray for her children, she would be afraid that the children would be saved and possessed by demons.

As for the extra money for sesame oil...just give it, and treat it as a good deed.

Walking slowly among the mountains and fields, there are a few bushes with red leaves in the valley. From a distance, it looks like a sea of ​​burning fire.

The leaves swayed gently in the breeze, causing waves, as if the sea of ​​​​fire was burning and boiling.

Li Xinran likes this kind of scenery very much, it is full of vitality and beauty of power.

If he hadn't seen that familiar figure, Li Xinran might have been able to stand on the hillside and watch for a long time.

Unfortunately, sometimes having too good eyesight is no good.

Li Xinran stared closely at Mr. Jiang who walked through the bushes but never raised his head to take a look.

How could Jiang come here and pass through the most famous Jinding Temple?

Jiang didn't squint his eyes, took only Nanny Su, and hurriedly walked to the back of Jinding Temple.

Li Xinran's curiosity aroused immediately. Since Yingge was not good at martial arts, Li Xinran coaxed her to go down the mountain and wait for her in the car. However, he quietly turned his head and followed Jiang.

It can be seen that Jiang's visit to these places was not without purpose.

Compared with usual, Jiang's clothes were plain and there were fewer jewelry, which made it much easier to walk among the scattered bushes.

Nanny Su next to her was carrying a basket with a cloth covering it. She couldn't see anything clearly, but she felt uncomfortable looking at it.

After twists and turns, Li Xinran followed Jiang to a relatively remote Taoist temple located in the mountains two miles away from Jinding Temple.

Mrs. Jiang motioned to Nanny Su to come forward and knock on the door.

After knocking for a long time, a Taoist boy opened the door, held his finger and bowed.

After Jiang and the Taoist boy exchanged a few words, the Taoist boy stepped out of the way and invited Jiang to come in.

After Jiang entered, Li Xinran dared to come forward. There were three big characters written on the dilapidated door: Qingfengguan.

Li Xinran rolled his eyes, flew over, and climbed in from a wall.

Perhaps it had not been repaired for a long time, and the bricks and tiles on the wall were broken and covered with moss.

Perhaps because the Taoist temple is not very popular, there are not many people in Qingfeng Temple.

Li Xinran strolled around the Taoist temple. The Taoist temple was not big, but it was very clean. There were no fallen leaves on the ground. Several large tanks in the corners were filled with water, and there were a few water lilies on them. It was just that it was freezing cold now. , the water lilies are all withered.

It can be seen that although Qingfengguan is poor, he has never neglected himself.

After walking around several rooms, Li Xinran heard vague voices in one of the rooms.

She leaned over and saw that it was really Mr. Jiang.

Just when Li Xinran was about to lean over and listen carefully, the sound of Nanny Su's footsteps was heard. Li Xinran secretly thought something was wrong, stomped the ground with her right foot, and flew up to the roof.

He stuck his head out and took a look, and it turned out to be Grandma Su, but at this moment, Grandma Su's face was particularly serious.

No longer paying attention to Aunt Su, Li Xinran was attracted by a sentence in the room.

"She is unwilling to sacrifice to get a younger brother, Taoist Priest, what should I do?"