Reborn: Femme Fatale First Daughter (FINALE)

Chapter 677

Chapter 677 An Old Story, the Secret in the Buddha Hall

Puguang Temple had many worshippers. Some noble madams and ladies in the capital usually came here to burn incense.

However, the incident with the second consort of King Yan’s Manor last time had sparked bloodshed and a love affair. The holy place of Buddhists had been stained with blood and conspiracy. Then some people felt that this place was not good, so fewer people came here to burn incense, compared to previous years. It was the desolate autumn day.

It was late afternoon, near evening. If someone came to burn incense, they would have already left at this time as long as they didn’t spend the night here.

The horse carriages in front of the gate to the temple disappeared one by one, and only a few carriages were left there. Of course, Feng Yuran’s horse carriage did not appear in the parking lot of Puguang Temple so openly, but stopped in the jungle at the foot of the mountain. Then Feng Yuran held Mo Xuetong in his arms and rode through the path into the back door of Puguang Temple with a few guards.

Puguang Temple was very large, and the back door was connected to the forest. A winding path was hidden in it, and it was used by the monks to go down the mountain from the back door to fetch water. Usually, no worshippers would come up and down from here. The surface of the road was rough. Feng Yuran held Mo Xuetong in front of him, protecting her carefully, and she did not feel that it was too bumpy.

Their horse stopped near the back door. A guard led the horse away. Under the hint of Feng Yuran’s wave, the rest guards hid in the temple. Feng Yuran held Mo Xuetong and stood there for a while before leading her into the temple. The back door was not locked. He pushed open the door and the two of them walked into the temple together.

A guard emerged from the dark and whispered in Feng Yuran’s ear. Feng Yuran nodded as a hint of evil flashed in his bright eyes.

He reached out to hold Mo Xuetong in his arms, took her hand and put her arm around him as well. Having Mo Xuetong in his arms, he flew over like a green bird, silently flashing on the roof of a Buddha hall.

“Will Imperial Noble Consort Wen come here?” Mo Xuetong poked her head out to look at the Buddha hall beneath her. The hall was already lit, but since there was only one lit lamp, it looked a little dim. With the tall and large Buddha statues in the hall, there was a kind of indescribable strangeness. However, there was not a single person!

Feng Yuran stretched out his hand and pulled out a few tiles, leaving a small hole on the roof. He could see the situation below clearly. It was getting dark outside, and more and more halls were lit. From a distance, they could be seen more clearly than this one. There should be some people worshiping in those halls, which was why they were brighter.

Those Buddha halls without people only needed an altar lamp in front of the Buddha statue, such as the one beneath them.

“There’s no hurry. Imperial Noble Consort Wen will definitely come. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a waste of her kindness of a loving mother?” Feng Yuran said with a lazy smile. He brought Mo Xuetong into his embrace and leaned over to block part of the wind for her. The autumn night was a little chilly.

“Isn’t her son dead? Even though she has such kindness of a loving mother, she should show it to His Majesty. But now His Majesty is not here. To whom would she show this kindness of a loving mother?” Mo Xuetong pushed him gently and asked coyly. Along the way, he deliberately did not make it clear to her, which made her have all kinds of speculations in her heart. However, she had no answer, which made her itch to know about it.

The child in Imperial Noble Consort Wen’s belly was gone, but she still pleaded for the consort. Mo Xuetong did not believe it at all. In her past life, she had once been a mother, and knew of the heart-wrenching pain when she lost the child in her belly. As a mother, how could she be so generous? Her child who was on the way was killed by another person. That kind of flesh-and-blood relationship was enough to make a mother go crazy and lose her mind.