Abandoned Daughter from a Noble Family: Poison to the World

Guoqing Temple is full of flowers in full bloom, as white as snow, and the mountain road is winding.

Mrs. Lu took a bamboo hat with white gauze and covered Su Wanqing's head.

"Young girl Qing is beautiful, but you can't let anyone look at you. I'm afraid you'll be snatched away."

Mrs. Lu is a woman, so she is naturally taught by secular rules not to let men see her face.

Su Wanqing shook his head stubbornly, "Thank you, Mrs. Lu, for your kindness, but I only like hats without white gauze."

She took the bamboo hat with gratitude and carried it all the way to Guoqing Temple.

Mrs. Lu continued to smile without saying a word, with appreciation in her eyes.

In the main hall of Guoqing Temple is a golden statue of Bodhisattva, with seasonal fruits on a jade plate in the middle.

Xisu used an agate plate to put the fruits thrown by the vendors.

The incense is curling up, the ever-burning lamps are placed neatly and orderly on the wooden shelves, and the dancing flames are big and small.

Su Wanqing and Mrs. Lu entered the hall together, but neither of them was willing to kneel down to the Bodhisattva.

"People always say that unknown sufferings do not believe in gods and Buddhas, but even if I believed in those gods, I still lost my two most important daughters.

I donated sesame oil money regardless of the cost and opened a free porridge shop, but they still died. "

Mrs. Lu is only thirty years old, but she has many fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and a lot of gray hair on her temples.

Far more than Bai Shi who is similar to her age.

Su Wanqing used the pearls on her embroidered shoes to press the futon made of orange and yellow satin.

"My heart is not sincere. It is useless to pray to the Bodhisattva. It is useless for me not to kneel to the Bodhisattva."

They don’t light incense and candles, and they don’t kneel down to pray for wishes.

I just quietly looked at the clay sculpture that was worshiped and worshiped by the world.

They really feel that something like you is extremely fragile, and they would actually pin their final hopes on a kind of confusion.

When Su Wanqing returned to the wing, Xi Suye followed him in, bringing with him a bunch of straw straw made of palm leaves.

"Miss, Su Yaoqin is following us. As soon as her front feet leave, her back feet come up to the main hall. There is one less nanny beside her."

Su Wanqing raised her eyes and said, "She may want to take action. I met Concubine Jing here. She lives in the wing room three rooms behind next door."

After she finished speaking, the young monk over there came over with a vegetarian meal and said, "Donor, use it with care."

It was already noon. Su Wanqing took out a silver needle from the white cloth bag. There was no sign of blackness.

He twisted some crumbs on his fingertips, sniffed, and said firmly: "The love poison of the Poison Sect, the yin poison is fed to the woman, and the yang poison is fed to the man. Even if the two have no feelings, they will be bound by this love poison. "

"The Poison Sect has been hidden in the world for many years and has not appeared for a long time. Which god did Su Yaoqin find for help?"

Xisu's expression was solemn.

However, Su Wanqing felt that things had become simpler. Su Yaoqin was able to obtain the Love Gu from the Poison Sect, which was tantamount to actively exposing her trump card.

She just found it funny to see her so anxiously trying to tie herself to King Mo to death.

"The owner of the Poison Sect is the one responsible. She goes into seclusion every ten years to heal her wounds. She should still be on the mountain now.

The outer disciples are the medicine men of the elders and are not allowed to go down the mountain easily. I think those eight elders are very suspicious. "

Su Wanqing automatically excluded his junior uncle.

"Almost more than ten years ago, Poison Saint Wu Tu Yue left the Poison Sect, and traces of her appeared in the countries around Yun Kingdom.

This person does not act according to common sense and is unpredictable, so between her and Su Yaoqin..."

Su Wanqing used tea to extinguish the incense burner in the wing room, "Isn't it possible? I heard that Wu Tuyue likes to help orphans who have no father or mother. She must be a good person."

Xisu found some scorpions and toads under the pillow in the corner. His face was slightly gloomy, but he was relaxed when facing Su Wanqing.

"Maybe it's what the lady said, but we still have to be careful. Su Yaoqin won't give up."

When Su Wanqing returned home, he slapped Su Yaoqin in the face with his own hands. She was a real and fake daughter, but it was only because the Bai family insisted on picking up one.

Fortunately, Su Wanqing knew that his biological mother was not Bai.

Otherwise, she wouldn't know what to do.