The moment Mu Yunyao stood up, she felt a dense baleful aura come from her side. Turning her head to look at Su Yu Yi's eyes that were filled with anger, she said, "Cousin sister is here praying and blessings for grandfather, and she still has time to pay her respects in front of the Grand Princess, this is truly unexpected."

"It's because I took advantage of the situation and came early yesterday, thus I met with the Eldest Princess. If my cousin had been here yesterday, I don't think I would have had the chance to meet her today."

Mu Yunyao's words were very amiable, but in Su Yu Yi's ears, it was no different than a slap to his face.

Why didn't she come yesterday? Wasn't it because the capital was filled with unbearable rumors, confusing her with a lowly dancer, forcing her to find someone to teach her how to dance and use it to break through the rumors and restore her reputation.

Mu Yunyao's words were obviously taunting her! She was just a lowly slut under someone else's roof. How dare she say such words?

"Then let your cousin copy the Buddhist scriptures as soon as possible. After all, the matter with the Grand Princess is more important, we cannot delay her." A fire rose in Su Yuyi's heart, but her expression became even colder. She raised her head high, her slender neck was graceful, and after saying that, she left with her men in large strides. Su Qingwu looked worriedly at Su Yuyi, then turned to Mu Yunyao and said, "Being able to help Grand Princess Yi write a Buddhist scripture is your good fortune. Don't go to the prayer book at night, just don't go to the scripture at ease. In addition, in order to appear solemn, he should bathe himself in the incense before entering the Main Hall.

Rite Buddha, then go to the Scripture Pavilion to copy it so that there is no lack of etiquette. "

"Thank you for the reminder, Cousin." Mu Yunyao thanked him in an extremely courteous manner, but her heart was still a little unsettled.

The reason why Grand Princess Yi De was able to see the scriptures that she copied must be because she was reading them in the Blessed Buddha Temple. That is to say, last night, the Titan King was definitely present, so was there a reason for her asking him to copy the scriptures today?

Su Qing walked up and caressed Mu Yunyao's hair, "There's no need to think too much into it. Whether it's a blessing or a curse is not something that can be avoided. The Grand Princess's words have already been handed over.

Mu Yunyao nodded. "Alright, I'll listen to my mother. My mother needs to pay extra attention to herself. If she wants to go out for a walk, she must bring along her superiors Qin, Si Cha and the rest."

After copying these two scriptures, he was at the heart of the struggle. Furthermore, Su Yu Yi's current appearance clearly showed that she was full of resentment. However, this was Baohua Temple, and with Grand Princess Yi De here, she shouldn't act rashly.

"Don't worry."

Mu Yunyao had a very good impression of Grand Princess Yi De, so this time she was asked to copy the buddhist scriptures. No matter the reason, her heart was filled with respect.

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The moment she returned to her room, she saw a flower bird's shadow on the table. The bottle was slender and long. At the mouth of the bottle, there were two blooming Hibiscus Mutabilis.

When the scholar saw her expression, he felt all the more guilty. He whispered, "Miss, these two Wooden Hibiscus branches were also picked up by this servant."

Mu Yunyao was angered to the point of laughing, "I still lack a maid, do you want to pick her up at the door as well?"

Ah, doesn't Miss have a servant by her side? And Jinlan, Jinqiao, and the others, is it not enough? "

"Isn't this to find a new one to exchange for you?" Mu Yunyao glanced at her.

The scribe hurriedly pleaded, his face turning pale. "Miss, this servant knows my wrongs. In the future, I will not randomly pick up anything. Please forgive this servant."

Mu Yunyao looked at Mu Furong who was on the table and bit her lower lip. "Get up and prepare some hot water. I want to bathe myself. I'll deal with you slowly after I finish copying the Buddhist scriptures."

The scholar's face turned bitter. "Yes, this servant will go right away."

Mu Yunyao forced herself to look away from Mu Furong after the Si Jiu left. She bit her lower lip and said, "Idiot." He didn't know if it was about the Si Shu or Yue Wang .. ..

Mu Yunyao did her best to suppress her rising and falling thoughts. After bathing in the incense, she changed into a set of plain white clothes and used a jade-green hairpin to tie up her hair. Then, she headed to the Great Hall to pay respects.

Su Qing was also worried about Mu Yunyao, so she let the book and painting follow her. She herself brought Si Qin and Si Que to the Blessed Saviour Palace to continue their prostrations.

The Treasure Hua Temple was different from other Buddhist temples. One could borrow and copy the ancient scriptures here. Thus, they had created a place for copying the scriptures, which was the scripture library that Mu Yunyao was currently at.

It was especially quiet at night in the Scripture Pavilion. As soon as Mu Yunyao walked in, she could smell the faint scent of ink. Books and books were neatly placed on the bookshelves, and a little Shamei was standing to one side, organizing them.

"Amitabha, does female benefactor want to copy a scripture?" Little Shamei looked to be about seven or eight years old and was about the same age as Nan'er. Her appearance was round and adorable, and her movements were especially serious.

Mu Yunyao clasped her hands together in return. "Yes, I want to copy out two scrolls of the Kitigarbha Sutra, and I hope that little master can help me find them."

"Yes, please follow me."

Very soon, little Shamei took out the scriptures from the cloth bag, "Please treasure the scriptures, Sir. After you have finished copying the scriptures, put them on the table and take them away with you. This humble monk will not bother you anymore."

"Thank you, Young Master."

The secretary and the painter helped to make paper and ink. Mu Yunyao looked at the flickering candle flame and her eyes gradually calmed down. "I'll do it myself." Since he wanted to copy it, he might as well do it with all his heart. Hopefully, he could find his lost daughter as soon as possible.

The night was quiet, and the sounds of the insects were exceptionally clear.

Mu Yunyao kneeled on the ground. Her back was upright and her white wrists were slightly suspended. The tip of her pen was slightly moved, and one by one, the well-endowed little kai jumped onto a piece of paper.

Yue Wang leaned on the entrance of the Scripture Pavilion and gestured at the scribe and painting to keep quiet. His gentle gaze gently fell on Mu Yunyao's body as a concentrated and fiery light seemed to revolve in his eyes.

Mu Yunyao finished copying a Buddhist scripture. As she was changing the paper, her gaze inadvertently drifted towards the door and she suddenly saw King Yue standing there. She didn't know how long she read, "Your Highness King Yue, when did you arrive?"

Yue Yang walked in and looked at the Buddhist scriptures on the table. His eyes flashed with pain: "Don't be in such a hurry, before we leave the Treasure Hua Temple, just finish copying it."

Earlier, she had already copied down twenty scriptures of the Buddha, day and night. Because she was worried that she wouldn't be able to hold on any longer, she secretly opened her mouth to speak to her imperial aunt.

"Wouldn't it have been better to send the scripture to Grand Princess Yide?"

Yue Yang felt a little helpless, he should have thought of this earlier, Yun Yao's character was always stubborn, she was not willing to show any weakness.

The scribe and the painting had already retreated, and the little Shamei who had been standing guard had also disappeared. At this moment, there were only her and King Yue in the room. Mu Yunyao couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

However, Yue Yang didn't seem to notice her uneasiness as he slowly walked up to the table and sat down. He looked at the scripture Mu Yunyao had copied and his heart was filled with praise. Yunyao was truly strong, she could not only imitate his wide open and strong calligraphy, but could also control his elegant and reserved style. Just like her, normally she looked gentle and harmless, her delicate beauty was like a flower bud that was about to bloom, but once she was angered, she could also show her strength and kill people on sight.

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