Chapter 314

"No, mother." Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and said, "we came too late."

If she had come to Qiyun hall earlier, her mother would have suffered less for several years.

It's her. The Empress Dowager knows it.

But now that they are reunited, everything else doesn't matter.

"Let your mother have a look." Cold red candle gently stroked their cheeks, eyes full of tenderness, "song'er, Xingchen, you have grown up, your mother is ashamed of you, that year, I left you in the northern underworld."

Mo Xingchen shook his head: "my sister and I both know that my mother is in trouble."

Moreover, in those days, my mother didn't want to leave them. She just had a plot on her way back to Wanjie, which made them separate for such a long time.

"Star sinking, song." Cold red candle face dew a little helpless, "mother also very much want to leave with you, don't ask the world, but now, mother can't recognize you on the surface, otherwise, not only broke the rules of Qiyun hall, will also affect the whole clan!"

The whole Qiyun hall, up and down, no one knows that the saint has two children.

If we let them know, we don't know what will happen.

"As long as you can stay by your mother's side and serve her, it doesn't matter whether you recognize her or not." Ink star sink is a bit don't care.

"My mother is ashamed of you." Cold red candle sighs helplessly.

As a saint, she has too many problems.

"Mother, we are a family. Don't say anything to be worthy of. It's a great honor for my brother and I to see you again in our lifetime." By now, Mo Qingge has been satisfied.

Cold red candle stroked the girl's soft hair: "song'er, silly child, tell your mother, how did you save her?"

"I..."

Mo Qingge was about to open her mouth when she heard a sound in her ear.

No, someone's eavesdropping!

Mo Qingge's eyes became sharp in an instant. He threw a few silver needles to the door.

Whoosh——

The next second, the other side dodged, and three silver needles pierced the door.

It was shangguanjing who appeared.

"Temple master..." Mo Qingge was surprised and slightly stunned.

Just now their conversation, eight Chengdu was heard by the temple Lord!

"Lord of the temple!" Leng Hongzhu gets up in a hurry, gets up to protect his brother and sister behind him, and nervously looks at shangguanjing, "how did you... Suddenly come?"

Shangguanjing looks gloomy and seems to have heard something.

Leng Hongzhu saw the situation and knelt down in front of him: "Lord of the temple, the two children are innocent, don't you..."

"All right." Shangguanjing interrupted her, "in fact, I have already guessed one or two."

For more than seven years, the saint was unconscious. He saw the handkerchief embroidered with the word "Qingge" in her arms.

So later, when he heard the name of Mo Qingge, he doubted something, but he didn't find out.

"Mother, get up." Mo Qingge helped her up and walked forward with a calm face

"Lord, now that you know the truth, what are you going to do?"

She will block the cold red candle behind, the tone is cold, the eye color is calm, seem to have made all plans.

This tone seems to be saying that I don't care how the rules of Qiyun hall are. If you dare to hurt my mother, I will never agree!

"Qingge, don't worry. I haven't said that I want to question the virgin." Looking at her vigilant eyes, shangguanjing's tone softened a little.

Mo Qingge still does not relax vigilance, always feel that things are not so simple.

Shangguanjing sat down and said helplessly: "all the saints in Qiyun hall have to sacrifice themselves, so they have to be * *. Now, the saints have broken the taboo. If the emperor knows, he will not give up."

His meaning is very simple.

Now it's not that he's going to trouble the virgin, but the emperor won't let them go!

"Sacrifice?" Mo Qingge snorted coldly, "why?"

Her tone, with anger.

"It's the fate of the virgin, not just who said it." Shangguan Jingping calms down.

"My mother's life is also life. I saved it with all my life. Why should I sacrifice it to the emperor?" Mo Qingge tone indifference, anger can not be suppressed, "as a human emperor, you can be careless about people's lives, for no reason to draw people to sacrifice?"

"Yes Mo Xingchen echoed, "what qualification does he have to ask for sacrifice?"

Shangguanjing changed his face. For a moment, he didn't know how to explain it.

Aware of the displeasure of the temple master, Leng Hongzhu quickly pulled their sleeves and whispered: "Ge'er, Xingchen, don't be rude to the temple master!"

"Mother..."

Leng Hongzhu looked into shangguanjing's eyes: "Lord of the temple, my destiny, I think, I just hope that these two innocent children will not be involved, and I ask the Lord of the temple to complete it!"

"Mother, why do you want to recognize it?" Mo Xingshen held her, "why can they decide your life and death at will?"

"Well, stop it!" Cold red candle scolded them, "still want to continue to be presumptuous in front of the temple Lord?"

Two people had to temporarily shut up the mouth, but also some unwilling.

Mo Qingge secretly vowed that with her, she would never let her mother wade in this muddy water.

The Lord of the hall has his own concerns, and his mother is also thinking about Qiyun hall, but she just wants her mother to be safe.

"That's all." Shangguanjing sighed a little, "saint, you wake up this matter, this seat still don't publicize, but your mother and son, also temporarily can't recognize, at least, in front of outsiders can't recognize, you know?"

He means that he promised the Virgin that he would at least protect her two children.

This is the biggest compromise he can make.

"Thank you, Lord!" Cold red candle low body thanks, "Song son, star sink, still not quick, thank Temple Lord?"

Two people cold face, the heart is not willing to express gratitude, but the heart is not taste.

But now, this is the only way.

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At night, the sky of Shuiyue temple is particularly quiet.

Mo Xingchen made a table of dishes by himself, and all the maids in the inner hall were sent out, leaving only three of them, mother and son.

"Xingchen, when did you learn to cook?" Leng Hongzhu asked unexpectedly.

"Mother, you don't know so much." Mo Qingge noncommittal smile, "brother, he is now, especially clever, especially gentle and considerate, later you will slowly know."

A word, will ink star sink boast a hype.

"It's not because you're lazy." Mo Xing sank and rolled her eyes angrily.

Mo Qingge vomited his tongue at him: "there is a gentle and virtuous brother, do I need to be diligent?"