Fast Transmigration Dog Blood is All Over the World

Chapter 183 Two Bowls of Dog Blood: Going Down the Mountain

Zhao Xihua has always been immersed in her own thoughts, so after she learned that Chao Jing and Feng Yao were reconciled, she decided to go to the Taoist temple to pray for them, praying that the two could grow old together with one heart and one mind.

And the Taoist temple she went to was the Zhenqing Temple.

It was a bright and clear day, and the prime minister's wife brought a group of servants to the Taoist temple. Since she was praying for Chao Jing, she did not bring them with her.

Walking into the Taoist temple, one can feel a sense of peace and tranquility. Standing in the temple, Zhao Xihua feels a rare spirit of clarity.

Under Xiao Daotong's leadership, after burning incense and praying for blessings, she added a large sum of money for sesame oil.

Except for the matter of Chaoyuan, Zhao Xihua looks almost like a normal person most of the time.

This is also the reason why the court asked the other party to bring so many servants to the Taoist temple alone.

After praying for blessings, Zhao Xihua was ready to walk down the mountain with the old woman beside her.

It's just that when passing by a promenade, the figure of a woman in Tsing Yi stopped her in her tracks.

The woman in Tsing Yi was covered with tulle, and she leaned lazily on the chairs on both sides of the vermilion corridor. The hair band on her bun was occasionally lifted by the wind, making her look like a fairy who couldn't eat fireworks.

Although he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, Zhao Xihua's eyes were red for no reason.

Even at this moment, her confused thinking became clear.

She remembered the news of Chao Yuan's death, and remembered that the people who had been with her for so many years were actually shocking Chao Yuan.

Everything is like a dream, and now I just wake up from the big dream.

If Zhao Xihua hadn't been supported by the old woman at this time, she would already be unable to stand.

This change of hers was noticed by the people around her, and the old mother made a secret effort, but followed the line of sight of the prime minister's wife to look at the woman in Tsing Yi.

Like, it's so similar.

The old nanny has been with Zhao Xihua for many years, and it can be said that she grew up watching Chao Yuan.

Now she unexpectedly saw a person whose body and temperament was very similar to Chao Yuan.

Even she couldn't help being in a trance, let alone Madam.

On the contrary, Xiao Daotong, who had been accompanying the two of them and leading the way, did not notice the strangeness of Zhao Xi's painting.

However, when he saw the figure of the woman in Tsing Yi, he put his left hand on top of his right slightly respectfully, and bowed to her.

"I've seen Yu girl."

Yu Ling's current name is Daoist Park Yun's outer disciple, and although Daoist Park Yun is not the head of the audience, his status is detached, so Yu Ling's status has also risen with the tide.

But after all, she is not a disciple of Zheng'er Bajing, so the Taoist temple is only honored as Yu girl.

Hearing someone greeted him, Yu Ling, who was leaning on the corridor, nodded and did not speak.

This kind of attitude means that the audience has long been familiar with it.

In their eyes, Yu Ling had always been reticent, so the little Taoist boy said nothing after saying hello, but prepared to continue taking the Prime Minister's wife down the mountain.

After Daotong walked a few steps, he found that Zhao Xihua was still standing there, looking at Yu Ling without blinking.

There was even a suppressed look of pain in the pupils.

Something is clearly wrong.

"Prime Minister's Madam? Prime Minister's Madam?"

Xiao Daotong tentatively called out to the other party twice.

The voice did wake Zhao Xihua up, but she didn't look at Daotong, but walked to Yu Ling step by step supported by the old mother.

Yu Ling's only exposed eyes watched Zhao Xihua walking towards her calmly.

The other party's mood fluctuated greatly, and when she stood in front of the woman in Tsing Yi, she could no longer bear the suppressed emotion in her heart.

"child……"

Her voice was not pleasant, and her words smeared with pain were even more unreasonably depressing.

Once I started, the rest of the words kept pouring out like running water.

Zhao Xihua's words are full of self-blame and pain.

She recognized that the person in front of her was the child she had conceived in October.

From the first time she saw Yu Ling, she confirmed it.

"Son, you are my child."

The prime minister's wife, who was still dignified and decent just now, pulled Yu Ling and said that the other party was his child, and cried uncontrollably, which made Xiao Daotong look at the other party with something wrong in his eyes.

But the old nanny thought that Zhao Xi's painting had committed another illness.

She admitted that the woman in Tsing Yi looked more like Chao Yuan than Chao Jinglai.

But people can't be resurrected after death, even if they look like it, it's impossible for them to be their young lady.

So the old mama comforted Zhao Xihua a few words, and she wanted to persuade him to leave, but this time Zhao Xihua seemed to have recognized the other person. No matter what the old mama said, she refused to leave, and just kept talking. Looking at Yu Ling with those extremely sad eyes, tears continued to fall.

"My Yuanyuan, my Yuanyuan, mother is here to pick you up, come back with me, okay?"

No matter what other words he said, the little Taoist boy at the side felt a little sympathetic when he heard these mournful prayers.

It's just that the person being prayed to hasn't even changed their eyes.

This also made the old mammy more certain of her own thoughts, the other party could not be the eldest lady of their family.

"Madam must have admitted the wrong person, I am not the Yuanyuan you said."

It wasn't Chao Yuan's voice.

But the tone in the words still has the shadow of Chao Yuan.

Although the other party denied it, there was a voice in Zhao Xihua's heart that kept telling herself that the person in front of her was her daughter.

Before she could speak, the little Taoist boy stood up and said, "Madam Prime Minister, this is Pu Yundao's outer disciple, surnamed Yu Mingling, who has been living in the back mountain."

These words are intended to tell the other party that Yu Ling is not Chao Yuan.

Although Xiao Daotong didn't know much about what happened in the prime minister's house, he had heard a little.

"No, you are Yuanyuan, you are my Yuanyuan!"

The luxuriously dressed middle-aged woman became more emotional.

She seemed to want to reach out and grab Yu Ling, but she was worried about frightening him, so she could only keep muttering: "I won't admit my mistake. How could I admit it?"

She is her own daughter.

It was her daughter who had been pregnant for ten months and raised in such a small group.

Thinking of Yuling living outside like this for three years, Zhao Xihua felt pain in his heart.

"Are you blaming your mother if you don't go home with me? It's my mother's fault, she has forgotten you. "

After talking about it, the prime minister's wife even choked up her voice, and even nearly fainted.

Seeing this scene, the woman in Tsing Yi frowned slightly, her expression finally changed.

"Ma'am, please take care of yourself."

It seems to be a polite sentence without emotion, but the effect is much better than the persuasion of the old mother and the little boy.

Zhao Xihua wiped away the tear stains on his face, and regained his composure.

After her mind cleared up, she immediately had an idea about Yu Ling's attitude.

She can't be in a hurry.

Right, that is it.

She can go back to the mansion to discuss this matter with the master, as long as Yuanyuan is still here, she can come to see Yuanyuan at any time.

The prime minister's wife, who had made up her mind, did not pester her too much again, leaving a sentence to see Yu Ling tomorrow and left with the support of the old mother.

It's just that after hearing what Zhao Xihua said before leaving, the little Taoist looked at Yu Ling with some embarrassment.

After all, he was the one who took the prime minister's wife this way, so that the other party saw Yu Ling, and this happened.

Facing Xiao Daotong's gaze, Yu Ling only raised his chin lightly, telling the other party to continue sending Zhao Xi's painting down the mountain, don't worry about it.

After Zhao Xihua left, she asked in her mind with a familiar tone: "Is the motherly heart of Mrs. Prime Minister okay?"

Because Daoist Park Yun's compassion was not in line with the task before, Er Er asked Yu Ling to change the target person, and she said that she would confirm after a few days.

And now is the time to confirm.

After experiencing the failure of the first mission, Er Er became a little more cautious in dealing with the target persons chosen by the host.

It is not necessary for the system to tell the host whether the person chosen by the other party meets the requirements in the end. As long as you find a person and choose the corresponding heart, you can set it as the target object.

But this time, Er Er specially calculated the consistency of Zhao Xi's painting for Yu Ling.

After getting a 100% matching result, Er Er's voice seemed very happy: "It has been tested that the motherly heart of the prime minister's wife meets the requirements of the task."

"Then replace the target person with the prime minister's wife."

"Good host."

After the two-two response, the text content on the virtual panel in my mind also changed accordingly.

Target person (replaced): Zhao Xihua

Replacements remaining: 1
Mission Progress: 0%
After Er Er's sense of presence was finished, Ah Xue went online again belatedly.

"Host, did you know that the prime minister's wife would come today?"

Although the host was no different today, Ah Xue somehow felt that the other party knew that Zhao Xihua would come to the Taoist temple today.

Just like when he was on the first plane before, Yu Ling seemed to know that the protagonist would appear in the paddock a long time in advance, and even accidents would happen, so he appeared at the critical moment and finally completed the lore.

Not only the first plane, Yu Ling has shown this ability in all the planes they have completed.

It rarely provides content other than the plot of collecting blood energy, and sometimes it is restricted. Even if the host actively asks, it may not know.

But its host is at home in these planes, and seems to know what will happen next anytime, anywhere.

As long as she wants.

"Yes."

Once again, Yu Ling answered Ah Xue's question.

This is also different from the previous plane.

Ah Xue always felt that his host was very considerate to him in this plane, unlike before he ignored his questions and didn't even let him know what was on his mind.

Although it cannot sense all of Yu Ling's inner thoughts now, it can still know part of it with the other party's permission.

Ah Xue was puzzled again.

*
On the other hand, after the prime minister's wife returned home, she immediately told about her encounter with Yu Ling.

There was an astonishing light in the woman's eyes.

However, Chao Xi had the same idea as the old mama, he thought that Zhao Xihua's condition had worsened.

It's just that he still couldn't bear to break the other party's happiness, so he followed Zhao Xihua's words and asked her to remember to bring more people with her when she went to Zhenqing Temple tomorrow.

At the same time, the court seat, who has been in a high position all year round, subconsciously had doubts about the woman in Tsing Yi that Zhao Xihua was talking about, and asked the old mother about today's situation in detail.

After learning that the other party was actually Daoist Pu Yun's outer disciple, he dispelled the suspicion that the other party had mischievous intentions.

Daoist Park Yun not only has an extraordinary status in Zhenqing Temple, but because of his background, people in the royal family even respect him.

The outside disciples who are accepted by such people must not be bad in character.

Originally, he wanted to find someone to investigate the other party, but now it seems that there is no need for that.

So the imperial banquet ordered the old mother to apologize to Yu Ling when she saw Yu Ling tomorrow.

He knew his wife's feelings for Yuanyuan, but others didn't. What if Yu Ling felt offended and wanted to take action against the Prime Minister's Mansion?
At that time, she will rely on Daoist Park Yun and Zhenqing Guan at her back, even if the emperor defends him, she will not be able to cross those two mountains.

Of course, this is just not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

After all, Taoist Priest Pu Yun has not paid much attention to worldly matters since he entered the Taoist temple.

Chao Xi thought about it, but no matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was not safe, and finally decided to go to the Taoist temple with Zhao Xihua tomorrow.

However, the ideal can never catch up with the pace of reality.

On the second day, the Holy Majesty summoned him into the palace because of something, so the court could only send some more people to protect Zhao Xihua, and let him go to Zhenqing Temple alone.

This time I went to the Taoist temple not to pray for blessings, but to Yu Ling, who was their daughter in his wife's mouth.

So Chao Xi also didn't let Chao Jing go with him.

He was worried that the other party would think too much if he knew the news, and it would be bad if he hurt his feelings.

On the way Zhao Xihua was rushing to Zhenqing Temple, Pu Yun went to Yu Ling's residence behind the Taoist Temple.

"Have you decided to go down the mountain?"

As Yu Ling guessed, Daoist Park Yun did know her true identity, so he only asked this question after knowing what happened yesterday.

"Wait a little longer."

The target character has been changed, and the relationship between the hero and heroine has reached a certain level, and it is indeed time to go down the mountain.

Just have to wait a little longer.

When Xiao Daotong came to tell Yu Ling that the prime minister's wife was here again, Daoist Pu Yun knew what the other party meant by waiting a little longer.

"Since you already have an idea, I won't say more, it's just a matter of asking you before..."

What Park Yun was talking about was asking Yu Ling to save the common people in the world. He could just use the kindness of taking care of him in the past three years as an excuse, but he didn't do so.

The Taoist priest looked at Yu Ling sincerely, bowed with both hands, and formally bent towards the other party.

He kept his stance extremely low.

The Xiaodao boy who delivered the message couldn't help being surprised when he saw it.

Why do the two people's way of getting along with each other seem completely different from what they thought, even Daoist Park Yun's tone unconsciously reveals respect when he treats Yu Ling?
Naturally, these things were not something a little Daoist could figure out. After a brief surprise, the little Daoist put away the expression on his face, and took Yu Ling to see the prime minister's wife.

I don't know if it's because he is completely awake, but Zhao Xihua looks very good today.

Even when he saw Yu Ling coming out, he didn't lose his composure like yesterday.

　Thank you "Xiaoxiang boy" for your vote!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)