Besides, Ji Qingning left the Zen room and took the little maid around. Although he had been to Lingtai Temple several times, the scenery he saw was different every time. This place was a great place. Even if he didn't come to burn incense and pray for blessings, he could still come back with a few friends.

The little maid followed Ji Qingning and looked around. Didn’t she make an appointment to start here? Why didn’t she see anyone coming?

After walking forward for a while, I saw a little novice monk, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of the little maid's mouth.

Ji Qingning was strolling in the garden, and a small shaman came over there with a tray. He stepped down the steps and slashed his feet. The tray in his hand leaned towards Ji Qingning.

Caught off guard, the mung bean porridge that Xiao Shami was holding accidentally splashed Ji Qingning all over.

Ji Qingning did not explode on the spot.

The little novice monk looked panicked, "Donor, I'm sorry, sorry..."

Ji Qingning looked at the mung bean porridge stuck to her brocade robe, which was sticky and didn't know how to get it down. Her forehead was trembling with anger.

The little maid wiped her with a handkerchief and said, "The little monk didn't mean it, don't get angry..."

The little maid looked at Xiaoshami and said, "Why don't you leave quickly."

The little novice monk picked up the tray and broken wooden bowl and ran away like a flying one.

The little maid looked at the robe that was getting dirtier as she wiped, and looked at Ji Qingning and said, "I have to change my clothes, I'll go get my clothes."

Ji Qingning said, "Did you bring your clothes?"

"Take it," the little maid nodded repeatedly.

"The girl is waiting for me in the Zen room, and I'll get it."

Before he finished speaking, the little maid was already a few feet away and ran so fast.

Ji Qingning took a deep breath, and was so leisurely that she was destroyed by a bowl of mung bean porridge. She stepped into the meditation room and took off her outer robe.

The little maid came back very quickly. After a while, she came with a big bag and said as soon as she entered the door, "No, girl, the prince of Jin Linhou has also come to Lingtai Temple. His people are looking for us everywhere."

Ji Qingning's head swelled in an instant, and the moody temper of the prince of Jin Lin, was filial to the wife of Jin Lin. It would be strange if her grandmother didn't insult her mother.

Ji Qingning was not worried about herself, she was worried about the old lady, "Is the old lady okay?"

The little maid shook her head, "I took my clothes and went to see the old lady. The old lady was still listening to Zen. The maid said that the prince of Jin Linhou went to the Zen room angrily and was sent away by the wife of Jin Linhou."

Mrs. Ji's wife, Mrs. Jinlin, felt completely different from her. She always felt that she could not be wrong. Mrs. Jinlin was a kind person.

Maybe there were no misunderstandings about the past.

Prince Lin of Jin did not go to find the old lady, but instead sent someone to find her, which shows that she was about to get angry with her.

The little maid put the bag on the table, and Ji Qingning went over and opened it.

As soon as he opened it, Ji Qingning was stunned.

The bag contains clothes, but not brocade robe, but skirts.

Ji Qingning looked at the little maid and said, "Did you get it wrong?"

"...No," the little maid shook her head.

Ji Qingning flipped through the bag and saw the maid's skirt. Ji Qingning was not stupid and immediately understood, "You arranged that little novice monk just now?"

The little maid said, "It was the lady who asked me to do this."

The girl was about to be seventeen. Others had children of this age. Of course, her girl was not far from being in her stomach. She had already kicked her in her stomach, but she should be restored to her daughter. The girl is not in a hurry, the lady is anxious.

Ji Qingning didn't expect that her mother and maid had arranged such a big move for her without saying a word. If she didn't wear women's clothing, she had to wear dirty mung bean brocade robes. What about it?

The little maid couldn't wait to say, "This dress was made by the lady himself. The girl quickly put it on to see if it fits."

Ji Qingning rolled her eyes, "It would be too late to fit."

Little maid, “….”

That's what I said.

But what the lady has to do will definitely not be incompatible.

Ji Qingning took out the skirt from the bag, took out two steamed buns on the skirt, one of which rolled down from the table, and was caught by the little maid in time.

Ji Qingning said, "Why are there steamed buns in the bag?"

The little maid held a steamed bun in one hand and her eyes moved silently to Ji Qingning's chest.

Ji Qingning's face turned dark, and she felt that she had suffered great humiliation.

She is a woman!

A real woman!

It’s not that a man dresses up as a woman, but actually prepares steamed buns for her?!

Ji Qingning felt that all the internal organs were moved by anger. She held the steamed bun, "Is this what my mother meant?"

The little maid's eyes were erratic and she didn't dare to look at Ji Qingning's eyes.

Ji Qingning supported her hands on the table, "Speak!"

The little maid said, "Yes, it's the steamed buns I took..."

Ji Qingning couldn't help but raise his hand and knocked the little maid on the head, "Do you want to piss me to death?"

Just like this, she still recovered from her body. Is she going to stuff steamed buns for the rest of her life?!

The little maid hurriedly said, "I know I'm wrong, girl, please change your clothes."

After being angry, Ji Qingning had long wanted to wear women's clothing, but she had never had a chance. Now Li has made up her mind to expose her daughter, and has forced her to the point where she can't wear it. What else can she hesitate about?

The little maid quickly changed her clothes, she was even more anxious than Ji Qingning.

After the little maid put on her clothes, she tied her buns and saw that Ji Qingning had not put on her clothes yet, she came over to help.

Skirts are much more complicated than brocade robes. If Ji Qingning doesn't have the help of a little maid, he may not be able to do it. He put on his waist and Ji Qingning pulled off his hair crown.

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Bang!

The door of the Zen room was kicked open.

The prince of Jin Lin kicked open the door and stepped in. Ji Qingning subconsciously turned around, and the prince of Jin Lin Lin was immediately stunned.

Why...why is a girl?

He actually found it.

Ji Qingning quickly moved down, covered the brocade robe on the table, then looked at the prince of Jin Linhou, pretending not to know each other, "How long will the young master be ready to watch?"

Prince Linhou of Jin's ears turned red, "Hug, sorry."

He turned around and went out.

The servant was poking his head behind him and was taken out by Prince Jin Lin of the Hou, holding his collar.

As soon as he left the door, the prince of Jin Lin threw the servant away and said, "What should I do? Didn't you say that Master Ji is in this Zen room?!"

The servant said, "Yes, the little monk from Lingtai Temple said so to the young..."

God knows why he became two girls inside, with disheveled hair, but his length is quite beautiful.

The servant said, "That girl is good-looking. Does the prince want it?"

Prince Jin Lin's face turned black and raised his palm, "You'll say nonsense again, do you believe it or not, I'll slap you to death with one palm?"

"Why don't you go find someone now!"

The servant ran away as if frightened.
Chapter completed!