
The reason why he was said to be dazzling was because his eyes were like the most seductive ghosts in the world, eager to devour the hearts of people, no matter the man or woman, as long as they looked at those eyes a few times, they will fall into the web of love and cannot escape. People called her a fairy, but she secretly called her a demon.
It was a demon that was far superior to Tan Yizhi. For the appearance of Tan Yizhi is called stunning, but his appearance is like a god's residence.
He, his former fiancee, and now a stranger. Mo Shangren was like jade, and unrivalled in the world.
When he saw this man, only this sentence was left in Pei Yuwen's mind.
Sure enough, wherever he appeared, Yi's eldest grandson, known as Yushu, always looked like a layer of golden light, and no one could ignore his existence.
"The Monastery Head." Pei Yuwen lowered his head and bowed towards the abbot: I was rude, please forgive me, abbot.
The abbot smiled lightly: it was not rude. The generous woman cared about this little disciple. Your kindness. Today it was snowing, and the mountain was not easy to pass. If the alms-giving woman especially wants to offer incense, then leave as soon as possible! The heavier the snow later, the harder it is for female philanthropists to walk.
“Yes, the little girl will go first.” Pei Yuwen bowed his body towards the abbot, then he picked up the incense candle as well as the paper, he turned around and left.
Yi's eldest grandson watched Pei Yuwen disappear from behind. In a shocking glance just now, he seemed to see an old friend. However, when he looked carefully, that strange face, strange eyes, and strange figure clearly bore no resemblance at all, but it made him feel sad, as if he had seen it for a long time.
"Good man, Pei's ever-luminous lantern has been lit. Everything has a karmic circle, and what is to come cannot escape. Don't be so sad, benefactor.
The abbot said a word of Buddha's name to Yi's eldest grandson, then left with his disciples.
Yi's eldest grandson looked into the distance, and a faint look flashed across his eyes.
"Does karma rotate?" Yi's eldest grandson pursed his lips and said calmly: Perhaps.
Pei Yuwen burned the paper and lit incense in the temple. When he saw that ever-luminous lamp, his face became complicated.
Seeing him in a daze, the little monk next to him asked: Miss, what else can I do?
"Little master, who lights these ever-living lights?" Pei Yuwen already had an answer in his heart, and he asked, just to be sure.
This ever-luminous lamp was lit for the deceased members of the Pei family, even his family members who came from wealthy families.
Grandma had one too, then who else besides Yi's eldest grandchild just now?
“That's a boy, he's still here now!” said the little monk.
Pei Yuwen bowed several times towards the always-on lights. He said in his heart: the soul of the Pei family that died unjustly, Pei Yuwen, the unfilial descendant, prostrated to you here. Wen'er will definitely investigate your death. If there is a complaint in it, Wen'er will definitely avenge you. Please come again, and wait for Wen'er.
The silver figure passed by on horseback. The man on the mountain slope stood on a small building, and watched the figure disappear.
Yi's eldest grandson, as handsome as a fairy, his face was full of shock.
He jumped and flew at an extremely fast speed, going back and forth through the mountains and forests, his neat figure not even leaving a trace in the snow.
Racing on horseback, she was like a fairy, so beautiful that she was not in the world. The determination in her eyes, was not what women in the world could have.
The riding skills of the Pei family were of course outstanding. She, Pei Yuwen, was the most outstanding among all the noble ladies. The old generals from the Pei family shook their heads and felt sorry for him. Because it's not a man's body.
When Yi's eldest grandson displayed a light kung fu and appeared, all he could see was that the figure had completely disappeared. In the end it was still a step too late.
"Prince." A figure descended from the sky: my lord, the assassin who killed the palace appeared again. It seems that this time someone is determined not to let you go back to Beijing.
"The water in the capital is getting muddy. Even the Pei family army died at the hands of those people. Heh! Zhong Shizi, I want to see what tricks those ghosts and demons want to play. Lefs go.
Right now, Pei Yuwen had already descended the mountain and managed to enter the city. The figure that chased him for several miles did not leave any traces in his heart. After all, Princess Chaoyang was dead, and the marriage relationship between them was also lost.
He and he are just acquaintances but not acquaintances. It never occurred to him to recognize her or anything. After all, even though they were almost husband and wife back then, they did not have much of a chance to talk together. There was never a shortage of women by her side, and she was never a woman in the role.
Just as he put the cheek-splitting shop inside, a tall, dark-skinned man walked up to him. The handsome and graceful appearance of Yi's eldest grandson appeared in his mind, and when he saw this dark and rough-skinned man, he felt a sense of excitement for no reason. It was not that he looked ridiculous, but, the man in front of him was quite pleasing to the eye. At least he looks good.
Seeing him obediently not speaking, Tong Yichen frowned slightly, his eyes full of doubt: What's wrong?.
Pei Yuwen pursed his lips and smiled lightly: I was thinking, what are you going to give me today?.
Every time they met, he gave her a gift. This guy wouldn't trade all his money for a reward, would he? Just to please him, he was really willing to spend all his money.
Tong Yichen squeezed out his palm, controlled the look of his wave, and took a rocking step pretending to be calm. The step shaker was exquisite in workmanship as well as new drawings, and it wasn't cheap at first glance. Pei Weiwei was strolling the market wearing full head jewelry all day, but the headdress was not worth much money, the thing in Tong Yichen's hands could really kill him in an instant.
Pei Yuwen held onto Tong Yichen's wrist, refusing him to swing his steps over his head. He looked at her very seriously: Why do you like me?.
"I don't know. If it likes, then just like it, it doesn't take much of a reason." Tong Yichen pouted.
"You don't even know why you like me, and you foolishly sent me so many gifts, aren't you afraid your bamboo basket will be empty?" Pei Yuwen said calmly: don't give me any more presents. I'm not getting married to you. You're not young anymore, so you have to find someone who wants to marry you.
Tong Yichen watched him walk away. His touch just now, still felt in his palm, his cold touch was exactly like his current mood.
"There was something wrong with him today.although he rejected it earlier, he is not as strict as today. What the hell just happened?" Thought Tong Yichen with a grim face.
Pei Yuwen was busy in the kitchen. He had just met a goat meat seller and bought some goat meat catties, he wanted to eat goat meat tonight.
In fact, the reason why he said those words to Tong Yichen was because he met Yi's eldest granddaughter, not because she loved him so much, either, but because the ever-luminous lights that Yi's eldest grandchild had lit reminded him of the Pei family's murder, so of course he felt uncomfortable. Especially those who initially lose heart, now become firm again.
If the Pei family murder case wasn't solved in a day, how could she talk about her romance, let alone involving such a kind man?.
Let's just say they missed.