Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

But Xie Yuqing was really cold enough. What Yan Shuanghua said didn't work. When she was taken away, Yun Bixue's idea came to Xie Yuqing's eyebrows, and followed him into Qingling Temple.

Xie Yuqing walked into Qingling Temple and sat silently, listening to the monk chanting.

Between Yun Xieyu's eyebrows, Yun Bixue felt that he was bathed in Sanskrit, his body and mind became clear, and there was a sense of enlightenment that everything was empty.

In fact, she couldn't tell whether it was true or false, dream or reality.

The truth, the truth, the truth, the truth is only related to the idea in my heart.

After taking everyone to read, Xie Yuqing also got up and left.

Yun Bixue wondered, wouldn't he come to Qingling Temple and listen to the chanting for music?

When Xie Yuqing left, he met a respectable old man in the bamboo forest of Houshan. The old man looked at him and sighed, "Xie Gongzi, Sanskrit can reduce your murderousness."

"Master, I don't kill."

"Xie Gongzi, one day you will understand that love robbery can open your heart, please be careful."

"The master once said that, I will come here often."

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Yun Bixue always feels that he doesn't quite understand the meaning of this. Is Xie Yuqing murderous? Why didn't she feel it?

She didn't understand anything else.

When Xie Yuqing walked down the mountain, the old man shook his head just now, and Yun Bixue was getting more and more confused.

Xie Yu leaned back home, stayed in the study, and never came out again.

After a while, the study door opened.

It was Xie Yuqing’s mother, who was also followed by a girl, like a maidservant, with porridge soup in her hand.

"Yu Qing, it's so late, I haven't slept yet."

"Mother, I sleep when I read a book."

"All the books in this study have been read by you. I don’t know how many times. My mother knows that you have never forgotten, and you don’t know if you have something in mind, but your body is your own. you."

After talking, Xie Yuqing's mother left.

"Son, you have some porridge soup, I made it myself."

Hearing this, Yun Bixue was constantly startled, and even Xie Yuqing suddenly looked up, looking at the woman dressed in front of her, he frowned, and squeezed her brow with some headache.

"Shuanghua?"

Yan Shuanghua happily looked at Xie Yuqing, "Son, do you call me?"

Yun Bixue looked at Yan Shuanghua, and her head was blank with surprise. How did the girl get into Xie's House? Then he became a maidservant and was arranged by Xie Yuqing's mother beside Xie Yuqing.

This... less than a day? Tolerance is really not too small!

Xie Yuqing's good upbringing made him never angry, but the girl in front of him really forced him out of control.

Xie Yuqing took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and calmly said: "Why are you here?"

"Oh, I have no money. My wife took me in, so I came to serve my son."

Xie Yuqing squeezed his eyebrows hard and said patiently: "Have you ever done mammy?"

"I haven't eaten pork and watched the pig run. I've seen others do it, and I should be too."

Xie Yuqing was silent for a while, and said, "Where is your home, I will let you take you home."

Yan Shuanghua shook her head, "I don't go back, I don't have a home, here is my home."

Looking at such a stubborn girl, Xie Yuqing looked at her carefully, "Speak, what the **** do you want from me?"

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