Chapter 123

Seeing her staring at her, she was still amused at the beginning of the 13th century, but soon found that Xiaoyu seemed to have found his mind. He jumped out of the bath bucket again, quickly picked up his internal power, and threw the water drops on his body. In the blink of an eye, his body was fresh and dry, and there was no appearance of wearing wet clothes.

Hua Yuman also stayed for a while. Well, she misunderstood him.

After dinner, Hua Yuman picked up his things and chatted with shisan. "I didn't expect that you would cook too. Don't the princes come to hand out their clothes and open their mouths?"

Moreover, since ancient times, men always have the idea of staying away from cooking, while women, even official ladies and even princesses, will occasionally cook and make cakes for their loved ones. In fact, she can do some, but she can't make a fire.

Shisan's vision became far-reaching. He was not good at cooking, but his mother's cooking skills were good, and she could be more influenced when she was a child, and Xiaoyu was the first one who made him willing to cook.

He looked at her, extremely serious way: "if small feather later want to dress to hand out, meal to open mouth, I all satisfy you." With that, his eyes were dyed with a smile, "even if it's to help you take a bath, wipe your back, dress and brush your eyebrows, give it to me!"

Hua Yuman only felt angry and funny, "I'm not a waste, and I'm not a baby. What you said is that I need help from others. That's Xiao Chenxi."

"Ha ha, but I don't mind you doing this to me." Thirteen stretched out his finger, raised her chin, and said in a meaningful way, "I am willing to do anything for you!"

Hua Yuman ignored him, and he was the king again. The king knew that he was not thinking about good things, so he went into the quilt and said, "tell me a story! Just like Tingting told little Chenxi. "

Tingting said that her children like to listen to bedtime stories before going to bed, and she also wants to experience them.

"A story?" Thirteen picks his eyebrows. He has never told a story.

"You won't? Then go back and look for it. When you find it, come back and tell me. I'll go to bed first. " She spat mischievously.

She said casually, but she took it seriously. She immediately went to find idle books to find stories. However, because there was no suitable one, he simply asked Jueming to pick Mo Ziting up from the quilt and ordered her to write a story before going to bed.

Thirteen's overbearing and arrogant make Mo Ziting some unbearable, but happy that Man'er has such a man in pain, so she yawns and writes a story about the princess with long hair.

Recently, she is pregnant and vomiting badly, so she has been resting. She has also heard about the recent events of Man'er, but she is not strong enough to write a story to express her feelings.

However, the thirteen prince was so overbearing that he went home and did not leave even after taking the story of the princess with long hair. After reading one, he said, "you can write one story every day. At that time, it will be written into a pamphlet, and Jueming can tell it to his children in the future."

The important thing is that he can also talk to him and the baby with little feather.

Jueming is suffering. First, he is afraid that Mo Ziting won't do it. Second, he is afraid that she will work hard. Third, he is afraid that he thinks that he will read with him every day. The master really is. If he wants to do it, he must be in his name.

Mo Ziting seriously thought about it and thought it was feasible, so she nodded, "I know, I will publish a book by myself." I believe this is also a great income.

That's it. Anyway, she has to earn money to support her children.

With Mo Ziting's assurance, shisan returns to Tianta temple in a good mood, but Xiaoyu has fallen asleep. The lovely sleeping face can stir his heart with a glance, so he lies down beside her and looks at her quietly

The next morning, Hua Yuman went to the main hall with fasting food. She was going to ask for autographs, but the master of Tianta Temple told her that there were only a few autographs in the Dharma hall today, and there are no autographs in the autograph box now.

Hua Yu wondered when he was in Manton. The third time? Another blank

Is this really just a coincidence?

This incident was reported to the Empress Dowager immediately. The Empress Dowager was stunned. This kind of thing is really rare, so she said to Chen Fangzhan when she was worshipping Buddha: "is the little girl of the Hua family not lucky? Why she didn't sign every time she came to her."

He took a look at the Buddha and said, "no, no, that's a blessed child!"

The Empress Dowager was not happy, but it was hard to show her anger. So she decided to stay in Tianta temple for another night. She came to see what kind of signature the child, who was called by Fang Zhan, could draw.

For the Empress Dowager's decision, Hua Yuman really speechless, still stay one night? Is it over or not!

How many things have the Empress Dowager done to harm others and benefit herself in her life? How many people have been harmed? How many ghosts haunt her and make her sleepless?

However, she's old enough to live here. Even if it's ten and a half days, it's OK. Why do you have to pull her!

She was angry when she thought about it, so she didn't even eat lunch and sat alone in the wing room sulking.

Thirteen also got the news early in the morning. She not only brought her delicious food, but also went to the Empress Dowager who was also upset. She said that she would stay one night at most and take Xiaoyu back early tomorrow morning.If the Empress Dowager continues to live here endlessly, his little feather will stay here all the time. Look, it's only one night. His eyes have lost their look.

"Li Yang!" Hua Yuman looked at him and gave a beep.

"Well?" He looked up at her and picked her up.

"Don't you think it's strange?" She looked at him with doubts and uneasiness on her face.

"What's so strange? Is it empty in the case? "

"Yes Hesitated for a moment, she said, "the first time I saw you in Tianta temple, I also went to ask for the autograph, and it was my turn to sign."

Thirteen tiny surprised, "is it?"

He thought it was just this time.

"Did you say it would come tomorrow, and I didn't sign it?" She was worried that she would be turned into a monster. There were thousands of signatures in Tianta temple. Why didn't she sign them when she came here.

"No way." If so, he will live here with Xiaoyu every day, and one day he will draw a lot! It's impossible for Tianta temple to close, isn't it.

The night passed in such a muddle. As soon as she arrived in Yinshi, the Empress Dowager asked Hua Yuman to wait in the main hall, saying that he didn't want to sign again.

Hua Yuman was so angry that she couldn't argue with a little maid who came to pass the edict, so she had to get up and go to the main hall.

In the main hall, thirteen was already there. As soon as he saw little feather coming, he came over, "little feather, today, the Dharma court won't sign, so it's going to stop signing for seven days."

"Ah?" Hua Yuman obviously couldn't respond. Did he just stop signing this time? Why?

Stop signing. I haven't seen it in Tianta temple, let alone heard it!

"Fang Zhan said he didn't know."

"The Empress Dowager won't let me stay here for another seven days, will she?"

In other words, is what the abbot and nun of Thanksgiving temple said right? She was predestined to Buddha. She used to come to Tianta temple with her father every year. She had lived in Thanksgiving temple for half a month before, but now she still wants to live in the pure land of Buddhism. The Buddha really thinks highly of her!

"Well I'll take the feather with me now

Thirteen took her to the outside of the temple, and saw several holy monks come in respectfully with a box. They handed the box to Chen Fangzhan and left.

When he saw the box, he immediately closed his eyes and put his hands together. He stood still for a long time without moving.

Thirteen originally wanted to go, but one couldn't help but pull his little feather back and said, "Fang Zhan, what's the matter with you?"

Fang Zhan seemed to wake up for the first time. He took a look at his eyes and then looked at Hua Yuman beside him. He seemed to nod with a smile.

"Lao Na is OK, but the monk min Tian of Dharma hall has passed away. Seven days later, we can start the final match of monk min Tian. If you want to sign, come back in seven days! "

"Thank you, Fang Zhan!" Shisan and Hua Yuman give a gift to Fang Zhan, and then they leave.

Looking at their backs, a compassionate smile appeared on liaochen Fangzhan's face. It seems that he is right. It's a woman with destiny

The Dharma court didn't sign, and the Empress Dowager couldn't ask Hua Yuman to stay for another seven days. In addition, the 13-year-old boy was shouting to take people away, so she had to let him take them away and come back in seven days.

It may be that there are many right and wrong people in the palace, and there are also many people who make people love each other. The Empress Dowager's insomnia has been alleviated in Tianta temple, so she continues to stay in Tianta temple.

In addition, she also wants to see what the little girl in Washington can draw in seven days. It is said that this batch of autographs was the last batch of autographs of Min Tian, the most respected monk in the Dharma hall, so the Empress Dowager also wanted to ask for another autograph.

When the empty signature of Tianta temple came to Prince Li Ji's ears, he was very shocked. Recalling the words of the channeling Taoist priest, he decided to go to Tianta temple in person seven days later.

Of course, general Hua also heard about his daughter's drawing lots. Some people said that Man'er was unlucky. Some said that she was born of a devil and abandoned by Buddha. Others said that Man'er was the broom star in the sky. He was the one who brought disaster. So he was angry that he could not ask for lots.

Fortunately, a small number of voices said that his daughter was a man of great fortune and great wealth. Even a hundred birds came to see him. The Buddha could not find out that life must have a bright future. When he met Feng, he felt better.

"My daughter is the best, and she will not be a disaster." General Hua whispered to his wife this evening.

Mrs. Hua nodded, "that's natural, but husband, can you tell man not to ask for a signature?" There are many kinds of signatures. Originally, this is a very common thing. But if you sign a bad one and it is magnified by someone who wants to do it, it will become all kinds of faults for your daughter. She is very worried about this.

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