The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

Han Yan smiled and said, "New Year's Eve is a new year, and changing clothes is also a good luck. Besides, Han Yan is one year older and is no longer a child, so naturally he can't dress up as a child."

These words were very childish, and Zhou Shi naturally didn't believe it, but she felt that she was a soldier, so she glanced at Han Yan suspiciously, but saw that she didn't seem to care about the carriage on the side, and her heart was slightly relieved. Zhuang Shiyang said: "So, get on the carriage quickly, the journey is long, go early and return early."

Han Yan tilted her head to look at Zhuang Shiyang, stretched out her hand, and pointed at the two carriages: "Father, aren't Han Yan and Sister Yushan riding in the same carriage?"

Zhou Shi glanced at Zhuang Shiyang, and said softly: "The fourth miss said when she went to the palace banquet last time that she is not used to sharing a carriage with others, and the fourth miss also has to bring her own maid, a carriage is afraid to ride. No less, two cars should be much more spacious."

Taking advantage of the situation, I mentioned the matter of the carriage at the last palace banquet. When others heard it, they would only think that Zhuang Hanyan did not know the good or the bad. She put on airs that she would rather ride with the maid than sit with the concubine's concubine. This is really arrogant and bullying. Concubine.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Zhuang Shiyang turned gloomy and said coldly to Han Yan, "Don't you like to ride a carriage alone? What are you doing now!" Then he turned to Zhuang Yushan, and his tone was extremely soft: "Yu'er Be careful, the journey is long, come back and enjoy the fireworks banquet in the city with Dad."

Zhuang Yushan said with a smile: "Yu'er will definitely ask the Bodhisattva to bless daddy and daddy everything goes well and auntie's health is healthy."

Han Yan waited for them to finish their instructions before getting on a carriage.

Inside the carriage, Ji Lan approached Han Yan's ear and said, "Miss, there are a lot of guards in the house."

Han Yan lifted the curtain and saw that, sure enough, there were six guards dressed in strong suits around each carriage. He couldn't help but sneered, put down the curtain, and leaned back on the soft slump inside the carriage.

I am afraid that all of these guards have been bought by the Zhou family. In the last life, she did not understand how the twelve guards with outstanding martial arts in the palace could not deal with a bunch of idle bandits. What's more, when I think about it later, the martial arts of the bandits are not very superb, but they are all messed up. These guards didn't come to save her, they just came to monitor her to make sure that everything went well.

Shu Hong untied the tie on the cloak for Han Yan. The heater was smoked in the carriage, which was much warmer than the outside. Han Yan was wearing a heavy cloak, and her cheeks were a little red.

Ji Lan whispered, "Miss, can you tell the servants why they are dressed like this?"

Last night, Han Yan told Ji Lan and Shuhong that they would follow her up the mountain to pray for blessings, and they had to wear light green shirts. Although they were puzzled, they did so. After following Han Yan for so many years, there has been a tacit understanding between these two people and Han Yan that no one else can compare. Today, Han Yan is going out of the house and going up the mountain, and it is bound to be planning something. What is it?

Han Yan glanced at the curtain of the carriage, took Ji Lan's hand, raised her palm, stretched out a finger and wrote a few words on it.

Ji Lan and Shu Hong looked at it seriously at first, and when they understood the words on it, they couldn't help gasping for air.

Those words were: Zhou Shi harmed me and wanted to destroy my innocence.

Shu Hong suddenly raised her head and looked at Han Yan worriedly. Han Yan continued to write: I was kidnapped with the bandits and pretended to report to the officials.

The two maids were stunned. Although they had seen a lot of things in the manor for so many years, when such a sinister method was used on their own young lady, it was still unbelievable, and they were both flustered and at a loss. Shu Hong reacted first and stopped for a moment. She watched Han Yan open her mouth and silently made a mouth shape: "How...what...do..."

Han Yan smiled soothingly at them, and with her fingers hard, she wrote down four words stroke by stroke: Li Dai Tao Zong.

Fengdi Temple is a famous temple in Beijing. Not many people came to offer incense. There is no other reason. The reason why Fengdi Temple is a famous temple is because of the Qingfeng Taoist priest in the temple. Daoist Qingfeng is a capable person, but he rarely sees visitors. The mountain road of Fengdi Temple is not easy to walk. The believers come here because of their fame, but they can't see Qingfeng Daoist. They feel depressed and gradually stop coming.

Although few people came to offer incense, Fengdi Temple was not abandoned as an isolated temple. Even the melons and fruits enshrined are fresh and rare, and Han Yan cares about it, fearing that there is someone behind Fengdi Temple who can give out this huge incense money with deep pockets.

Han Yan had a very bad impression of Fengdi Temple, and even hated it. Because in the last life, he was taken away by bandits because he came to this place. In this life, standing in front of the temple gate, looking at the same building as in memory, Han Yan has mixed feelings in her heart. From the past to the future, she seems to have traveled this road for thousands of years.

Zhuang Yushan had already ordered his servants to move things, which were some food and quilts donated to the temple. These are what these monks lack most on weekdays, and the others are unnecessary.

A middle-aged nun came over and led the two of Han Yan into the temple lobby, but seeing the golden body image of the Bodhisattva in the center, Han Yan groaned. Such an ancient temple in a deep mountain has such money to build a golden Bodhisattva. Wealthy.

Zhuang Yushan knelt down on the futon, and Han Yan also knelt down and looked directly into the eyes of the central Bodhisattva. She doesn't believe in Buddhism, because her mother believed in God, and she believed in Bodhisattva, but she ended up being killed. Isn't the bodhisattva the one who saves the suffering? Then why was there no Bodhisattva to save her when she was struggling in the sea of ​​misery. But... don't you believe it? His rebirth is not the result of the reversal of destiny. Did the Bodhisattva also dislike her being bullied by wicked people, so he gave her this opportunity to change everything and start over?

Han Yan bent down and bowed deeply, closed her eyes when her head rested on the futon, and said silently in her heart: "Bodhisattva, if you really have the spirit, then bless me with killing the enemy, and let the wicked have evil retribution, let Brother Ming and the people around Han Yan are living well, even if Han Yan's life is exchanged, Han Yan is willing to do so."

Respectfully kowtowed three times, Zhuang Yushan was already beside her shyly begging for the marriage sign, Han Yan glanced at it, and when she was satisfied with the sign, Han Yan came outside with her . The nuns who started to lead the way came over and asked them to stay in the temple to eat.

Zhuangfu brought a lot of supplies to the temple this time, but Han Yan was not afraid that they would be stingy, so he called the guards outside and a few maids in. There were not enough monks, so the maids went to help.

The vegetarian meal in the temple is very simple, but the porridge and side dishes, Han Yan has a special taste. However, Zhuang Yushan had a hard time swallowing, seeing Han Yan eating naturally, he felt even more contempt in his heart. Reluctantly moved the chopsticks, took a few bites and then put it aside.

After Han Yan had eaten his vegetarian meal, he naturally said goodbye to the monks in the temple, got into his carriage, and started to doze off against the soft quilt. Yan was almost thrown out, his eyes suddenly opened, very clear and bright, and there was still a little sleepiness.