Chapter 310

Murong Yu looked unhappy when he left that day.

Mo Xiyan felt bad when he saw him like this.

But the prime minister's house, she must go to see it again.

Because the prime minister's residence is not only the original Mo Xiyan's heart knot.

It is now Mo Xiyan's time bomb.

As long as Mo Jingyuan is there.

Only in the prime minister's presence.

As long as Shen Hongqin is not dead.

If you don't cherish Yan, you can never really relax.

She believed that Murong should understand this.

After all, the fighting and darkness in the harem are much more serious than a small prime minister's house.

"Sister, sister."

Mo Jingyuan's voice sounded in her ear and successfully pulled her back to reality.

"How did you get there?"

Mo Xiyan glanced at her and turned to lift the curtain and look out.

But he found that the carriage did not go to the prime minister's house.

With doubts, she put down the curtain and turned to Mo Jingyuan, "why is Grandma's 60th birthday not in the house today?"

Mo Jingyuan chuckled, "I knew my sister asked."

She said with a meaningful smile, "don't worry, I'll know when I get to the place."

Mo Xi Yan looked at her for a while, and then smiled, "since my sister has made arrangements, I'm relieved."

Then she leaned back, closed her eyes and took a nap.

Mo Jingyuan glanced at her and sarcastically raised the corners of her lips. Where was the warmth at the bottom of her eyes?

She didn't tell Mo Xiyan one thing.

Of course, grandma's 60th birthday was held in the prime minister's house.

Not now, of course, but three hours later.

As for now, of course, she took her good sister to a very good place.

I think my sister will be satisfied with her arrangement, or she will live up to her efforts?

However, Mo Xiyan's reaction still disappointed her.

You know, she's ready to cry, make trouble and jump out of the car.

For these reasons, six bodyguards were deliberately arranged to accompany them.

Unfortunately, I can't use it now.

Mo Jingyuan glanced coldly. Mo Xiyan, who seemed to have fallen asleep, looked disgusted at the bottom of her eyes.

What a fool. She didn't have to spend so much energy if she knew things could go so smoothly.

Because of contempt, she never paid attention to Mo Xiyan again.

So she didn't notice when she reclined on the cushion to take a nap.

Mo Xiyan, who thought she had fallen asleep, gently opened her eyelids and glanced at her carelessly. Only then did she slowly close her eyes again.

About an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of an unknown temple on the outskirts of the capital.

"Madam, here we are." the coachman tapped the car box and called respectfully.

Mo Jingyuan really fell asleep.

Plus the coachman's voice was not loud.

So there's no sign of waking up.

Mo Xi Yan opened his eyes. First, he quietly opened a small corner of the curtain and looked out.

Then put it down quickly before the bodyguard finds out.

There are new mountains and green trees outside.

The temple is obviously new, and there is no plaque on the temple door.

It also means that the temple has no name.

So it's not surprising that there are no pilgrims here.

I just don't know what the hell this Mo Jingyuan is doing.

I cheated my grandmother here in the name of her 60th birthday.

"Miss, miss, here we are." the coachman's voice came from outside the carriage again.

This time, he obviously turned up the volume.

However, Mo Jingyuan slept heavily.

Unexpectedly, he just frowned, shrunk to the side, and continued to sleep.

This surprised Mo Xiyan.

You know, usually people with evil thoughts can't really sleep safely.

However, this Mo Jingyuan not only slept, but also slept in front of her enemy.

This... Does it mean that in fact, this Mo Jingyuan is not bad hearted?

As soon as the idea floated, Mo Xiyan hurriedly patted the idea back with the fastest speed.

Hum, people like Mo Jingyuan.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, No.

Therefore, she will sleep without burden.

Perhaps she felt that everything she had done was right.

Even if she killed and hurt people, it was the other party's fault. It has nothing to do with her?

It's the only reason that suits her.

Mo Xiyan looked at Mo Jingyuan coldly. After a long time, he raised his hand and gently pushed her arm.

"Sister, here we are."

After she shook a few times, Mo Jingyuan rubbed her eyes and slowly woke up.

"Xiaoqiu, don't disturb me and let Miss Ben sleep again."

She opened her eyes as she said, but when she saw Mo Xiyan, she was stunned on the spot, and her face turned white instantly.

It seems that Mo Jingyuan was really confused. She was scared to see herself.

With such determination, do you still want to be a crown princess and a mother in the future?

It's a dream.

Mo Xiyan lowered Mo Jingyuan's risk index in his heart, and then smiled lightly, "sister, is it a nightmare? Why is your face so pale?"

It was not until she heard Mo Xiyan's voice that Mo Jingyuan slowed down. She instantly recovered her previous gentle smile, "sister, forgive me, sister, I'm confused."

Mo Xiyan shook his head lightly, "it doesn't hurt. It's a long way. I was awakened by the coachman."

Then she looked at Mo Jingyuan, smiled and whispered, "let's go. If we don't go down, the coachman will really be in a hurry."

Then he got up, took Mo Jingyuan's hand and took her out of the carriage.

The coachman obviously didn't expect to see that they got along so harmoniously. He was stunned.

Instead, the old monk standing aside stepped forward and said piously, "Amitabha, the two benefactors are here. Lao Na has been waiting for two for a long time."

Somehow, when the old monk said these words, he was eager.

Mo Xiyan looked at him secretly. Unexpectedly, he happened to see the amazing eyes at the bottom of the old monk's eyes when he looked at Mo Jingyuan.

A monk should have a pure heart and few desires.

If the young monk who has just entered the Mountain Gate lacks concentration, she may still understand.

But it's worth thinking about if this old man is still so.

Mo Jingyuan took out her hand, walked quickly to meet her, and said with a smile, "the abbot is polite. I don't know what you have to prepare?"

"Don't worry, benefactor. Everything you've told us is ready to satisfy you."

When the old monk said this, there was a trace of obscenity on his face?

Don't cherish the darkness at the bottom of Yan's eyes. She looked at them quietly and knew it instantly