MTL - Rebirth of Spoiled Crown Princess-Chapter 63 Yuehua Temple

"Conspiracy?" Ann sneered a little, "Mother, they have 10,000 conspirators, it is only to regain her status as the mother of the mother, and the peace, but only to ensure that her generals Miss Honor."

Even Rong Rong heard the words and could not help but be surprised: "They will not make anything bad in the dark? It is clear that they went to Yuehua Temple, and secretly sent people to assassinate our mother and daughter, and we can pick ourselves up!"

An Zhenran was also shocked, but her face quickly calmed down and her fist shook her hand: "As long as she dares to come!"

Yuehua Temple did not live as busy as Ann thought. When they arrived, it happened to be the setting sun. The light of reflection was hitting the temple, and the golden dome of the Zen room was solemn and majestic. When I saw it, I couldn’t help but be solemn.

The front hall is filled with several bodhisattvas, and behind is the rest of the meditation room. There are a few late plums that are spitting the fragrance. When they listen to the heart and joy, they smashed the room of the plum tree in front of the window. The abbot of Yuehua Temple is An old man, his face is kind, after they settled down, he sat in front of the window, and it was a long sigh. The look on the face of the mother had never stretched since the moon temple, and she was thinking. Now that I have seen the effect, the mother is so, indicating that she still cares!

She can come here with her and prove that her mother is working hard.

Lian Rongrong was really surprised. She thought that she had buried the past in the past. Over the years, her hatred of An Zhongtao has completely replaced her feelings. She did not have excessive performance, just because she was disappointed. She has lost the strength to love again, and promised that the Yuehua Temple is for her daughter. When I think of it, I will see the outline of this Yuehua Temple in the distance, and my heart will start to tremble. The past seems to happen yesterday, and it is vivid!

That year, she was only seventeen years old, and she was also fragrant with her mother. She had even been fragrant, and she had retired in advance. So after she finished the fragrant, she and the ring in the back hill of Yuehua Temple to enjoy the spring scenery. In the spring of that year, the mountain flowers of Houshan have already bloomed. The two of them are playing in the upper reaches of the mountain. Unconsciously, they have already reached the edge of the boundary of Yuehua Temple. She did not notice that she only looked at it. The scenery of the mountain suddenly burst out of the forest with a little deer...

"Mother, what are you thinking about?" Ann smiled and opened his mouth, interrupting the memories of Lian Yuyu.

Lian Yuyu put the bag on the bed and turned around: "Ran..."

Ann waited for her to say.

Lian Yuyu said: "Mother really doesn't want you to be so mature..."

Ann was shocked to hear the truth, yes, she was too anxious to do so, and she did not have a gap with her previous self, so she immediately smiled: "Yes, mother, some are some Selfish, afraid of a family... So, I started to get involved in the life of my mother..."

Said, her eyes are now sour, if the mother knows that she was alive and confused, and finally what is the end, she will certainly feel bad about herself!

However, she can't say it!

So everything must be done by yourself. Because she is no longer the 12-year-old girl, but has experienced so many chilly and bitter women, she has to use her ability to protect her loved ones!

Lian Yuyu saw tears in the eyes of her daughter. I couldn’t help but feel a pain in my heart. It’s totally my fault. It’s my own daughter’s situation. Her little age began to worry about adults. Obviously, she will be so thoughtful after careful consideration!

When she thought of it, she sighed: "Right, what is the "prajna-like Romado Heart" in your baggage?"

"Yes, this is the daughter!" Ann moved quickly, originally as an idea of ​​her own, but the mother was true.