In the last life, because Ji Yong was the host of Longfuku Temple, Longfuku Temple became famous in Kyoto with the ability to compete with the Daxiangguo Temple.

Dou Zhao didn't remember when Longfu Temple's reputation became famous. She heard that when Longfu Temple was inaugurated, Longfu Temple was hard to find.

But in this life, although the incense is very popular, it is not famous. When people come to burn incense, they are all women from small families. It is difficult to see a gorgeously decorated carriage or sedan chair.

When Dou Zhao stood at the gate of Longfu Temple, he couldn't help but look up at the mountain gate of Longfu Temple.

I wonder if this Century Yong will become acquainted with Longfu Temple?

She looked back at Song Mo.

In order not to attract attention, Song Mo and her changed into simple and clean silk clothes. She only had two silver hairpins on her body, and she simply carried Chen He, sisters Jin Gui and Duan Gongyi and other guards with her.

The cigarettes in Longfu Temple were surging, and Song Mo and Dou Zhao sang in the Main Hall.

From time to time, women who came to incense looked at them.

Chen Jia smiled bitterly.

He placed Yigui here because he saw the popularity of the incense here, and there were many people coming in and out, and he could mix with beads, but he forgot how outstanding Song Mo and Dou Zhao looked. Even if they were wearing the most ordinary clothes, the gracefulness and luxury that was revealed in their every move could not be concealed.

If I had known this, I would rather have placed the Yigui in Daxiangguo Temple!

He muttered in his heart, thinking of Yigui's timid face, he couldn't help but wink at Huzi and signaled him to go to Qiangui, so as not to see Song Mo and Dou Zhao hiding in the corner like little beasts again, trembling.

Hu Zi understood and hurried to the group room in the east.

Song Mo and Dou Zhao donated money for incense and oil and went to the group room with Chen Jia.

In the midsummer morning, the air became a little hot as soon as the sun rose. Longfu Temple hugged the big trees thickly covered the ground, but it could not stop Song Mo's annoyance.

Last night, he didn't sleep for almost a night.

He couldn't tell what he was feeling.

Sympathy. The girl was his father's daughter in the outer room and was a testimony to his father's betrayal of his mother. This mood seemed a bit out of place.

Hate. If he didn't know what happened to the girl, he might hate her. But when he thought that it was because of his father's irresponsibility that the girl ended up like this, he couldn't hate her in his heart no matter what.

If you like it, then there is no question. He has always regarded strength as a respect. Even if he is a woman, he has made himself in such a situation. It can be seen that his personality is not bad, so how can he like it?

Until the moment he stepped into Longfu Temple, he did not think of how to deal with this girl.

Song Mo has never been so entangled since he was a child.

He couldn't help but shake Dou Zhao's hand.

Dou Zhao held Song Mo tightly.

Her mood was as complicated as Song Mo.

As a woman, she sympathized with the little girl's experience. But I thought that this little girl might be Song Mo's half-sister. Her heart that she was inclined to Song Mo could not have more pity for this little girl.

The two of them entered the wing room slowly.

On a hot day, the window lattice of the wing room was closed, and only the bright tiles on the roof shone in, making the room look very dark.

Seeing them coming in, Hu Zi was talking to a woman sitting on the Taishi chair above the central hall in a soft voice, and hearing the movement. He hurriedly retreated aside, and the woman slowly stood up.

Although she couldn't see the girl's appearance clearly, her slender figure looked very weak.

Song Mo was obviously a little surprised. He stood at the door and said in a deep voice: "Are you Wang Yigui?"

The girl didn't make a sound.

Chen Jia was a little anxious.

Why can't this girl get in?

It's useless that he told her so much yesterday.

The prince of the British Duke's House has a high power and high position. He can let her live and die with just one word. When he sees the Duke of the World, he must be respectful and gentle. He must not put on airs. As long as he can please him, even if she is so popular in the future, she will have a good life. He will no longer have to worry about being caught by Wei Quan or being bullied by He Hao.

He couldn't help but cough gently and whispered to Yigui: "The Prince of the Duke of Shiguo and his wife are here to see you. You are also here to come forward to pay tribute to the Prince of the Duke of Shiguo and his wife!"

But the little girl was disobedient and did not move.

Chen Jia had no choice but to step forward, gently push the little girl, and whisper: "Why don't you kneel down quickly."

But the little girl was stubborn, and stood there motionlessly with her head hanging down.

Chen Jia had no choice but to push the little girl again.

This time the energy was used a little too much. The little girl staggered and almost fell down. She stumbled forward for a few steps before she stood still.

The sunlight on the Mingwa shone on the little girl's face.

The delicate facial features and Mingxiu's face made Dou Zhao and Song Mo see clearly.

Dou Zhao suddenly felt as distressed as if he was stained with dust.

Song Mo was stunned, and suddenly changed color and shouted "Mother".

There was no one else in the room, and it was already quiet, so I naturally heard it clearly.

Dou Zhao looked at Song Mo in shock.

Song Mo looked at her too.

She saw the surging horror in his eyes.

"What?" Dou Zhao's mind was in a mess, and he was confused, but she still hugged Song Mo's arm tightly.

Song Mo's face no longer had any blood.

"She looks like my mother's prints..." he murmured, "It's even more like a cousin Hanzhu..."

How could Li Tiao Niang’s daughter look like Mrs. Jiang?

Even if you look like it, you should look like Song Yichun!

What happened to Song Han in the mansion?

Dou Zhao's fingers were cold and his mind was blank.

Chen Jia was like a thunder strike.

Didn’t it mean that it was the daughter born to the British duke’s outer room?

Why did you get involved in Mrs. Jiang again?

He felt sweaty on his forehead, and he couldn't help but look at Yigui obscurely, and pulled Huzi out: "Criminal Master, if you have anything to say, just ask the girl Yigui directly. Huzi and I are guarding outside the door."

Yigui grabbed Chen Jia's sleeve and said anxiously with horror: "Didn't you say you know my uncle? Take me back to Kyoto to find my uncle... Are you lied to someone? Where is my uncle? I want to see my uncle!" She said, her eyes turned red and tears fell, "Please, take me to see my uncle. My uncle will definitely repay you very much..."

It would be fine if she didn't say it, but as soon as she said that, a flame burst out from Song Mo's chest.

A girl who looked like his mother kept asking for help from Li Liang, the despicable villain, which made his temples veins rise.

"What uncle? That untouchable is worthy?" He had a gloomy face. The anger between his eyebrows seemed to be about to break out of the cocoon and devour people. "Chen Jia, go and find Li Liang for me! I'll fall to ask, what's going on?"

Song Mo sneered, and the cold air was everywhere.

Chen Jia couldn't help but shuddered, and didn't dare to look at Song Mo more. He lowered his head and turned around and walked out.

Yigui pulled Chen Jia's sleeves.

Chen Jia had no choice but to coax her in a low voice: "You heard it too, I'm going to find Li Liang."

He dared not call Li Liang the "uncle" and was afraid that Song Mo would get angry again.

Yigui was already scared and trembled. She cried and saved Chen Jia: "Take me to find my uncle!"

Chen Jia smiled bitterly.

She has a close relationship with the Song family. She can't get too fart when she spanked her from the Song family. She just made trouble again, and Song Yantang made the decision for her. If her eyes were not bright, she would probably die.

He could look at Dou Zhao like help.

Dou Zhao hurriedly went forward to caress Yigui's shoulder.

Yigui was so scared that he hid behind Chen Jia.

Song Mo looked at it, his face became even more gloomy.

Dou Zhao had no choice but to persuade Yigui in a gentle voice: "Your mother knows what happened to you but she doesn't know what will happen? Why do you want to invite your uncle here first? If we want to be unfavorable to you, why do you need to work hard?"

She still grabbed Chen Jia's sleeves.

Song Mo's expression was terrifying and he walked towards them.

Dou Zhao hurriedly winked at Song Mo.

Song Mo hesitated for a few breaths and took a few steps back.

Dou Zhao advised Yigui again, and Yigui bit his lip and loosened Chen Jia's sleeve.

Chen Jia breathed a sigh of relief and walked out with great strides.

Hu Zi was already so scared that his legs became weak, and after a while, he ran to Chen Jia.

Dou Zhao signaled Song Mo to go out first.

Song Mo thought about it and left the wing room.
To be continued...