My money-loving little lady

"Do you have to go to some Lin'an Temple to ask for a child? Master Jingzhan isn't some charlatan who fools people, right?" Jing Rongyao, who was pulled by Ziyue and ran wildly, was a little helpless and wanted to use it while being dragged by Ziyue.

Convince her with words.

"No, I know this. Master Jingzhan has cultivated for more than 50 years. He has been the living sign of Lin'an Temple for so many years. He usually does not interact with monks. It is not easy for you to get out of seclusion this time. Miss, you are still

Follow Madam's request." Ziyue murmured a lot as she walked. With her temperament, it is natural for her to worry about this kind of thing. After all, people in ancient times always had three wives and four concubines. Although they are still newlyweds now,

What will happen in one year, two years, or three years? No one can say for sure.

However, Ziyue's thoughts must be based on one premise, that is, Jing Rongyao and him are already married. The problem is that Jing Rongyao and Fu Jinchen have not performed the ceremony of husband and wife at all. The two of them are still signing a contract.

What about the annual contract?

Hearing what she said, Jing Rongyao had no choice but to pass by. Ziyue didn't usually serve her closely, so she didn't know that she was still a virgin. It was also for her own good that she wanted to worship her in such a hurry.

, after all, my younger sister’s baby is about to be born.

Yes, Jing Peiyan’s child is seven months old.

Jing Rongyao was spinning rapidly in her mind. She counted the days and found out that Jing Peiyan's child was indeed seven months old. In this way, it was already past the fetal danger period. After that, she only needed to raise her child quietly.

In two months, the baby can be successfully delivered.

"Time flies so fast." Jing Rongyao couldn't help but feel a little complicated in her heart. She didn't feel pity for her, and she couldn't regret her plan even if she said she regretted it. This was retaliation, and he was just inflicting pain on her.

Just give her the pain she suffered.

Soon, they came to Lin'an Temple in the west of the city. The temple was far away from the main street. Fortunately, Jing Rongyao and the others walked to the west of the street to enter the Mingxiu Pavilion because they had been shopping for too long. And Mingxiu Pavilion

It's not far from here, so it's convenient to run here.

Yan'er didn't like to smell the fragrance of the temple, it seemed because she was allergic, so Jing Rongyao asked her to take a walk outside, and after an hour he asked her to find a carriage and wait at the door.

Yan'er nodded and immediately covered his nose and ran away. It seemed that he really didn't like the smell of smoke in the temple. The festival was approaching and it happened to be the birthday of Buddha. Lin'an Temple seemed very lively, but it was not interesting at all.
Jing Rongyao carefully admired the Buddha statues made of pure gold one after another. It was not that she had never been to a temple in modern society. However, the architecture, internal structure and related Buddha statues in the temple had been repaired by relevant technical personnel.

What has been restored again and again has lost any artistic value. Now it is different. Here you can see the most original state.

For example, the Buddha in charge of greed and the Buddha in charge of wealth in front of us have very different appearances. One looks fierce and the other looks kind. Although there are differences in society now, in order to get closer to the Buddha

The staff would deliberately soften the Buddha's face because of his kind and approachable image. In fact, this is not very good. This makes it difficult for people today to truly understand the past stories, which are always a bit monotonous.

Jing Rongyao stood in front of the statue of the God of Wealth for a long time, received two incense sticks devoutly, bowed to him, and murmured to himself, "I hope the God of Wealth will bless me to be rich forever. I will take Ouyang Yue's lifespan."

Come and change." Then he put it into the incense burner, clapped his hands seriously and said, "Okay, let's go!"

Ziyue beside her widened her eyes and looked at her in disbelief.

"Miss, how could you exchange my uncle's life for money in front of the Buddha and so many people?"

"Life and death are destiny, wealth is in heaven, these things are not real, don't worry, they won't work. If it really shows up, I won't trade his life, I will trade mine!" Then he prepared with an indifferent expression.

Leave.

"Hey miss! You haven't gone to the main hall to find Master Jingzhan yet. Don't forget to go." However, Ziyue immediately grabbed her hand and pulled her over without any explanation.

"Help! I'm not really going to ask for a son, am I? I don't want it! What do you want a child for? It's a waste of time and money!" She wailed in her heart and closed her eyes in grief while being dragged.