The scumbag ran away from marriage, I remarried on the spot

Meng Jinyao went to the Hall of Rebirth again to offer incense to her biological mother, Mrs. Zhou.

She knelt on the futon with a dull look on her face, her head raised slightly, and she looked at Zhou's memorial tablet quietly without saying a word.

Ningdong and Qingqiu also knelt on the futons on her left and right sides. Seeing her excessively quiet appearance, they were worried, but they also knew that any words of comfort were useless. Their master needed to stay quiet.

They originally thought that Mrs. Sun was just a vicious stepmother. Who would have thought that Mrs. Sun and her uncle had an affair and even died prematurely because they were born prematurely. No wonder they were not biologically related, but Mrs. Sun treated their master better than the second son. Difference.

That's why.

If the master had not come to Lingyun Temple to offer incense today, after the death of the sick aunt, the master would probably not know about this secret for the rest of his life.

As the sun sets, the light in the Hall of Rebirth becomes darker and darker, and the ray of setting sun that shines into the hall has disappeared.

Just when Qingqiu and Ningdong wanted to persuade her to go back to the guest room, Meng Jinyao suddenly said: "Let's go back, it's getting dark."

Qingqiu and Ningdong were stunned for a moment, then responded, stood up slowly, moved their legs to relax, and then reached out to help Meng Jinyao up.

Meng Jinyao stood up. Her knees were tired and painful from kneeling for too long. As soon as she took a step, she staggered and almost fell. Only Qingqiu and Ningdong supported her could she steady herself.

Qingqiu said: "Madam, be careful."

Meng Jinyao nodded slightly, and then left the Rebirth Hall with slow and heavy steps, heading towards the guest room where she was.

Qingqiu and Ningdong saw that she was preoccupied and her thoughts were wandering, and they knew that she felt uncomfortable. The two maids hesitated to speak several times, but in the end they remained silent and took a step behind her.

After returning to the guest room, Ningdong went to the cafeteria to get a vegetarian meal.

Qingqiu inadvertently saw several dark red crescent-shaped marks on Meng Jinyao's palms. She paled. Those were injuries caused by fingernails. The blood that seeped out had solidified and turned into dark red. It fell on the white and delicate palms, making it look particularly special. Shockingly, even the nails were stained with blood.

Whenever he couldn't control his emotions or was overly sad and angry, the master would do this. Back then, the master's little child clearly wanted to squander his blood and eat his flesh, but he had to endure it and pretended not to know.

Several times when I looked at Mrs. Sun's hypocritical face, I almost couldn't help but want to expose Mrs. Sun for plotting to murder the concubine. I always relied on hurting myself like this to stay awake. I didn't want to get angry out of a moment and continue to act with Mrs. Sun. Over time, I developed this habit.

After a moment, Qingqiu silently turned around and went out, and soon came in with a basin of water.

Qingqiu said warmly: "Madam, I will wait for you to clean your hands."

Meng Jinyao was stunned for a moment, opened her palms and lowered her eyes. She was stunned again when she saw the masterpiece in her palms, with a trace of annoyance flashing in her eyes.

Qingqiu wetted a clean handkerchief and was about to wash the blood off Meng Jinyao's hands. Unexpectedly, the next moment she saw her put her hands directly into the basin to wash them, as if she didn't care about the pain caused by the water on the wound.

Qingqiu was so frightened that she whispered: "Madam..."

"I am fine."

Meng Jinyao looked calm, as if she didn't know the pain, and carefully cleaned the dried blood on her nails.

Seeing this, Qingqiu called her softly: "Madam."

Meng Jinyao said quietly: "Qingqiu, we will go back home tomorrow morning." After saying that, she took the handkerchief from Qingqiu's hand and wiped her hands.

Qingqiu nodded nervously: "Okay, I will go and ask the master in the temple if there is any medicine to treat the wound."

Meng Jinyao replied: "Don't bother, it doesn't matter, it's not a big deal."

Qingqiu: "But..."

Meng Jinyao interrupted her: "I'm fine."

Qingqiu looked at the wound on her palm. Fortunately, the wound was very shallow and seemed to be nothing serious. Then he nodded obediently.

Not long after, Ningdong came back with the vegetarian meal.

Now there were only three of them, master and servant, with no outsiders present. Meng Jinyao asked them to sit down and eat with him, and Qingqiu and Ningdong did not refuse.

The vegetarian food at Lingyun Temple tasted pretty good, but Meng Jinyao was so upset that she had no appetite, so she put down her bowls and chopsticks after just two bites.

Ningdong saw that the bowl of rice had not been touched very much, so he advised: "Madam, please eat more. How can you be healthy if you starve to death after eating so much? I know that you feel uncomfortable, but if you starve to death, Isn’t it in line with Sun’s wishes?”

Hearing this, Meng Jinyao took a few more bites of rice, then put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Seeing this, Qingqiu and Ningdong looked at each other and sighed secretly. They suddenly realized that at this moment, what they said may not be as effective as the Marquis's words. It would be great if the Marquis was here. I don't know how the Marquis could coax people. Yes, even if Madam is in a bad mood, she can always relax a lot after talking to Mr. Marquis for a while.

The moon is above the tip, and the stars are shining brightly.

At night in the temple, it is very quiet, with only the chirping of summer insects and the rustling of the branches and leaves of the trees in the wind. The summer breeze is gentle and cool.

Meng Jinyao was strolling in the temple, with Qingqiu and Ningdong following behind her. The three of them did not speak and just walked quietly.

Suddenly, there was movement nearby. Meng Jinyao paused and listened carefully.

Qingqiu and Ningdong naturally heard the noise.

Qingqiu said: "Madam, there is the sound of weapons clashing, it seems like someone is fighting."

Ningdong was shocked: "In this important place of Buddhism, there is such a thing?"

Meng Jinyao frowned and said quietly: "Buddhism also has its moments of unrest. Let's go back first and don't meddle in other people's business."

Qingqiu and Ningdong responded, followed their master's pace, and left quickly. This kind of thing would be very dangerous if they were bumped into by these three weak women.

However, plans can't keep up with changes. The more you try to avoid something, the more you can't avoid it.

A man in his twenties wearing red and green clothes flew down from the wall and walked up to Meng Jinyao with a long sword in his hand across her neck.

The incident happened suddenly, and something unexpected happened suddenly. Meng Jinyao was stunned before she had time to react.

When Qingqiu and Ningdong saw this, their faces turned pale with fright, and they exclaimed: "Madam!"

Meng Jinyao's arm was grabbed by someone, and there was a sharp sword across her neck. She felt a chill on her neck. As long as the person's hand shook, she would be killed. She was so frightened that her face turned pale and she didn't dare to move at all. The great revenge has not been avenged. She doesn't want to die yet.

The man held Meng Jinyao hostage and said to the people who had just arrived: "Get back, or I will kill her!"

After hearing this, Qingqiu and Ningdong subconsciously took several steps back. Qingqiu hurriedly begged: "Sir, please don't hurt my wife."

"Hua Lingxiao, let this lady go quickly, or today will be the day you die!"

An angry voice came from behind.

The two maids turned around and saw that there were several people dressed as police officers behind them, staring nervously at the man. In this case, wouldn't the man who held their wives hostage be a criminal?

The next moment, another man flew down from the wall. When he saw the familiar figure of the man, Ningdong's eyes lit up and he said urgently: "Master Marquis, please save Madam!"