The fake eunuch who lurked in the palace

Early the next morning, accompanied by Ling Xuan'er, Tang Xin got on the carriage.

Tang Xin narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the rushing vegetation outside through the car curtain.

After coming to the capital of Xuancheng for so long, this was the first time that Tang Xin left the manor, and nothing he saw was familiar to him.

As the most prestigious temple in Duxuan City, Zhenhua Temple is very popular, with no less than a thousand people coming in and out every day.

Even if the Ling family is powerful, they cannot completely control it.

He just said hello in advance and temporarily restricted entry into the hall when Tang Xin arrived.

"Xin'er."

Before getting off the bus, Ling Xuan'er gave Tang Xin the veil and motioned for her to put it on.

With Tang Xin's appearance, once he is exposed to others, the news will inevitably spread.

Putting on the veil, Tang Xin got off the carriage with the help of Mo Shu.

Following Ling Xuan'er, Tang Xin walked toward Zhenhua Temple. Surrounding them were a group of servant women, which could be said to have completely covered Tang Xin.

The pilgrims glanced at it without paying much attention.

Every noble girl from a noble family would have a team of servants to prevent someone from bumping into her while burning incense.

Mo Shu wore a veil like Tang Xin and walked in the team with her eyes lowered. She always kept in mind Tang Xin's instructions to restrain herself and not attract the attention of Ling Xuan'er and others.

Tang Xin and Ling Xuan'er entered the main hall, while others were waiting outside.

Looking at the bright sun in the sky, Mo Shu rubbed his belly, his face looked ugly, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, "Sister Caishuang, no, I have to go to the hut."

Mo Shu said urgently to Caishuang, who was standing aside.

Caishang frowned slightly, the young master had told him not to let Tang Xin and his servant out of sight.

"Sister Caishuang, I really can't do this!"

"Go and tell Butler Fan that I won't run around and I'll be back as soon as I'm done."

Mo Shu's upper body bent down, his tone was urgent, his stomach growled, the sweat on his forehead became thicker, and he released the aura of reincarnation from time to time.

Caishuang couldn't help but hold her breath. Seeing that Mo Shu's condition was indeed not an act, she walked towards Butler Fan who was not far away.

Not long after, Caishuang came back and motioned for Mo Shu to follow him.

Zhenhua Temple, there are many people who come here to collect frost. The slaves like them who serve in front of their master are basically familiar with the monks of Zhenhua Temple. Done.

After talking to the novice monk, Caishuang and Mo Shu went to the side room for pilgrims to rest under his leadership.

"no……"

Just after finishing the matter, on the way to the main hall with Caishuang, Mo Shu ran back again, clutching his stomach.

Three times in a row, Mo Shu came out shaky in the end.

During this period, Caishuang never left her side and did not give Mo Shu any chance to interact with outsiders.

"Sister Caishuang..."

Seeing that he was about to rendezvous with the team, Mo Shu clutched his stomach and ran back.

La was exhausted, and Mo Shu was in such a hurry that he didn't pay attention to whether there was anyone in front of him. She was so strong that she knocked the girl to the ground.

The turmoil in her stomach prevented Mo Shu from apologizing. She got up from the ground and was about to run, but was grabbed by the girl's maid.

"Which family are you from? You injured my lady, you didn't even say a word, and you still wanted to run away!"

"Let me go!"

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it later!"

Mo Shu twitched his hand, but when he couldn't pull it out, he pushed the maid directly.

Everyone in Fuping was furious. She was unprepared and let the young lady get knocked down. She was derelict in her duty. Who would have thought that not only did this girl not know her fault, she actually dared to do it!

The more Mo Shu wanted to leave, the more Fu Ping held back.

I had to ask her to apologize for this.

Mo Shu was a few steps behind Cai Shuang. By the time she hurried over, Mo Shu and Fu Ping were already fighting, tearing each other's clothes and hair. The scene was extremely intense.

The eyes of the passing pilgrims were attracted.

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