Transformed into a vicious concubine? Being led by the eldest sister is annoying

Bai Qianqian sat beside her sister, gently holding her hand, giving her silent comfort.

Finally, the carriage slowly stopped in front of the gate of Guiyuan Temple.

When everyone got off the car, they saw the solemn Guiyuan Temple with smoke rising from it.

The steps in front of the temple are covered with moss, as if telling the vicissitudes of time.

Walking into the temple, you can hear the melodious sound of bells and the chanting of Buddhist scriptures.

Under the guidance of the monks, everyone came to the hall for worship.

Bai Jinyan held the incense in his hand, walked slowly to the Buddha statue, and knelt down devoutly.

Her eyes were filled with sadness and longing, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She said silently in her heart: "Mother, your daughter is here to see you. May your soul rest in peace in heaven. Your daughter will live a good life and take good care of the family."

Bai Qianqian looked at her sister from the side, her heart full of longing.

She prayed silently, hoping that her aunt would bless her sister to let go of her worries as soon as possible and that the family would be safe and happy.

After burning incense, everyone went to a special place for worship and placed carefully prepared offerings.

After the worship, Bai Qianqian wandered around the temple alone.

She unknowingly walked to a secluded courtyard and heard melodious piano music coming from inside.

Curious, she walked into the courtyard.

I saw an old man in white sitting in the pavilion playing the piano.

The old man has a kind face and the sound of his piano is like crying and complaining.

Bai Qianqian stood quietly by and listened. When the old man finished playing, she couldn't help but applaud.

The old man looked up at her, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said, "Little girl, can you understand this piano music?"

Bai Qianqian bowed slightly and said, "Grandpa, although I don't fully understand it, I can feel the sadness and longing in it, as if it is telling a story from the past that no one knows about."

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Little girl, you are very thoughtful. This piano music is my recollection of the past years, with both joy and sadness."

Bai Qianqian asked curiously: "Grandpa, have you experienced a lot of things?"

The old man nodded gently: "Life is long, and naturally we have experienced many ups and downs. This piano music is my way of expressing the past."

Bai Qianqian nodded thoughtfully, and then said respectfully: "Grandpa, your piano music can make people feel as if they are there, it's amazing."

The old man smiled and said: "That's because you can understand it, so you can be immersed in it."

The old man stroked his graying beard and said, "The art of playing the zither lies in the heart."

Bai Qianqian listened carefully and nodded frequently.

The old man continued, "When playing the piano, fingering is important, but what is more important is the state of mind. If the mind is calm, the sound of the piano will be moving."

Bai Qianqian seemed to understand something: "Thank you for your teachings, Grandpa. I will try my best to understand it."

The old man smiled slightly, handed her a music sheet, and said, "I give this music sheet to you, hoping that you can gain some insights."

Bai Qianqian took the music score gratefully.

When she was about to leave with the music score, a wounded bird suddenly landed at her feet.

Bai Qianqian felt pity and carefully bandaged the bird's wound before letting it fly away.

After doing all this, Bai Qianqian left with a smile.

The old man looked at Bai Qianqian's departing back, with sadness in his cloudy old eyes.

If Wan'er were still alive, she would be this old!

After the worship, everyone prepared to return.

Just as he walked out of the temple, he saw a carriage parked at the door. When the curtain was opened, it turned out to be the Dust King Xie Mochen.

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and it turned out to be the King of Dust, Xie Mochen.

Bai Qianqian trotted over, stretched out her hand to hold Xie Mochen's arm, raised her face and smiled, "Why is the prince here?"

"I'm worried about you." Xie Mochen looked at the little girl in front of him with a smile on his face.

When he learned that the little girl was accompanying her older sister to pay homage to the wife of the Left Prime Minister, he became panicked.

After all, there have been many assassinations.

It's normal for him to be worried.

Bai Qianqian couldn't help laughing, "I have Qingyan, Mo San and Mo Liu by my side, and I'm not bad at fighting, and I have the poison that big sister gave me, so if bad guys come, they will suffer."

Listening to the little girl's shameless talk, Xie Mochen just found her cute.

If it were someone else, he would have dismissed it long ago.

Bai Qingsong took a look and got on the carriage consciously.

Bai Jinyan pursed her lips and smiled, then turned around and went back to the carriage.

Only Qingyan, Qingqing, Mo San and Mo Liu were left.

These are all Fourth Sister's subordinates.

Qingqing smiled foolishly as she watched the interaction between her young lady and the prince.

Xie Mochen naturally saw the carriage leaving the Left Prime Minister's Mansion.

Raised eyebrows.

I am very happy that Zuo Xiang is sensible.

He took the little girl's hand and got into the carriage.

Qingyan and Qingqing also got on the carriage with a smile.

However, Mo San and Mo Liu hid in the dark.

The truth is, there was no room left outside the carriage.

With Mo Er and Mo Si driving, the two had nothing to worry about.

In the carriage, Bai Qianqian took out the music score given by the old man.

Xie Mochen took a look, was stunned for a moment, and asked: "Where did this music sheet come from?"

"I just met an old man in the temple and he gave it to me." Bai Qianqian looked up with a proud look on her face.

Xie Mochen took the music score and looked at it carefully for a while before returning it to Bai Qianqian.

Seeing how cautious he was, Bai Qianqian smiled and said, "Don't worry, there's no poison on this music sheet."

The old man has a kind face and can't be a bad person.

Xie Mochen looked solemn and said slowly: "Qianqian, this old man is probably not a simple person. He is most likely the state teacher of Mobei State."

Bai Qianqian was startled and her eyes widened: "The State Master of Mobei? Why is he here?"

Xie Mochen shook his head: "It's not clear yet, but we need to be cautious about this matter. This music score may hide a deeper secret."

Bai Qianqian frowned: "What should we do? Will it bring us trouble?"

Xie Mochen held her hand and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Let's go back and study the music score carefully."

After returning to the palace, Xie Mochen directly asked Mo Er to investigate the whereabouts of the old man.

In the next few days, Bai Qianqian was very nervous.

He even studied the musical score, trying to find the key.

Finally, one night, Bai Qianqian discovered a subtle flaw in the music score.

She quickly informed Xie Mochen.

After Xie Mochen carefully examined it, a faint light flashed in his eyes: "Qianqian, your discovery may be the key to solving the mystery."

Just then, the spy came to report that he had found the old man's trace.

Xie Mochen made a prompt decision and quietly followed with everyone.

I saw the old man enter a remote hut.

Xie Mochen and his men surrounded the house.

When the old man found out, he was not alarmed.

He looked at Xie Mochen and Bai Qianqian with a smile in his eyes, "You are finally here."

Xie Mochen's face instantly darkened.

It's waiting for them.

Xie Mochen said sternly: "As the state teacher of Mobei State, what is your purpose in sneaking into our country?"

"If our national teacher says that he has no purpose, King Chen will probably not believe it!" The old man looked at Xie Mochen with sharp eyes.

Xie Mochen's eyes narrowed.

But it was found that the old man showed no signs of taking action.

There weren't even any hidden guards around.

This is strange.