The arms agent concubine takes the RV to raise a baby

As she walked down, she was attracted by a burst of noise in front of the nunnery. She saw several sedan chairs parked in front of the nunnery and there seemed to be a lot of men outside. Shuiyue Nunnery was obviously more lively than usual.

I thought he was here to burn incense and offer sacrifices, so I didn’t pay much attention to it, after all, it was none of my business.

Master Shui Xin seemed to have been standing at the door waiting for a long time. As soon as she saw Hua Xiyu, her face immediately showed a look of relief and joy, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders.

Hua Xiyi thought she was worried about him, and was a little grateful. Just as he was about to say a few words of thanks, before she could open her mouth, Master Shui Xin spoke first: "Mingyue, take the girl to wash up first."

Mingyue agreed, and immediately two people who looked like maids came forward to support her. Hua Xiyu shook off their hands and looked at Mingyue and Master Shui Xin in confusion.

"Don't be nervous, Miss Qianyu. You're just going to take a shower and change your clothes," Master Shui Xin explained in a soothing tone.

"Change clothes? Didn't I just change them?" She had just put on an ancient costume, was she going to change into a monk's robe this time? Well, a monk's robe is better than this. She happily followed the two maids to the bathing room. She had been sleeping for three days and was covered in sweat. It was time to take a bath.

The two little girls who were thrown away lay on the ground. One of them rushed towards her after seeing her appearance and hugged her tightly in his arms, "Miss, wuwuwu, Miss, wuwuwu"

Hua Xiyu raised his hands, feeling very helpless. Where did this silly girl come from? Seeing her crying so sadly, he didn't want to interrupt her. After a while, the girl finally stopped crying. She let go of his hands embarrassedly, raised her tear-stained face, and just looked at her stupidly, with his arms clasped tightly.

"You've cried enough." Hua Xiyu slowly pried her arms apart.

"Miss, don't you recognize your servant?"

Why should I recognize you, huh? Do I recognize you?

It was Hua Xiyu's turn to be confused and he didn't know how to respond.

"Miss, my name is Qingxing." The girl finally relaxed completely, and became a little embarrassed as if she had done something wrong, completely losing the familiarity she had just now.

She didn't know who Qingxing and Hongxing were, but it was obvious that the girl was an acquaintance of hers. She had lost her memory, and perhaps Qingxing could help her find it back.

"Miss, have you really forgotten me, wuwuwu, Miss, it's all my fault that I didn't take good care of you, wuwuwu"

"Stop crying, it's so annoying," she said impatiently. Qing Xing really stopped crying and looked at her young lady with a hurt expression, but she felt even sadder in her heart, "The young lady is blaming me."

"I fell and I don't remember anything before that"

Hearing her say that, Qing Xing's face suddenly warmed up, and she hurriedly checked her up and down, "Miss, where are you injured? Is it serious?" That kind of concern didn't seem fake, and Hua Xiyu was still a little touched.

"I'm fine, the minor injury has healed." Without this person in my memory, it is difficult to have emotional resonance. Although the tone is flat, there is not much enthusiasm.

Qingxing took the young lady's arm and went to the bathroom, followed closely by the maids holding various items.

The water in the bathtub had already been prepared and the water temperature was just right. The two maids were supposed to stand by and serve, but Hua Xiyu refused to listen no matter how hard he tried to persuade them. There was nothing he could do, so Qingxing stayed behind while the other girl went to the outer room to prepare clothes.

After taking a shower, she cleaned her shoes and her watch, and felt much better. She didn't see the expected monk's robe, nor did she see a T-shirt or jeans, which was a bit strange. When she saw the ancient costumes on the tray, she was a little confused. She guessed that there was going to be an activity or some ritual in the temple, so she obediently put them on.

She wore an off-white top, a lake blue long skirt, a wide belt tied around her chest and abdomen, and then a robe of the same color. Xiyu could only stand there and let them dress her.

Alas, just standing and cooperating is so tiring. If she puts it on by herself, my God, she feels that she will never be able to dress herself properly.

She was looking forward to meeting the nun with excitement. She didn't know what kind of activities were going to be held in the nunnery, and she was looking forward to it. But she was still a little puzzled. Although she knew that she should be solemn and pious in front of the Buddha, it was a bit too much to dress like this.

She suddenly thought, would the nun ask her to become a nun? Oh, God, I don't want to be a nun. Then she looked at the clothes and felt that she was worrying too much.

"What's your name?" she asked the other girl.

"Your servant Hongmei," the other replied with the same courtesy.

Qingxing looked to be fifteen years old, while Hongmei looked to be only thirteen or fourteen at most. She looked clean and well-behaved, but her expression was a little dull and reserved.

"Are you also girls living in the temple? Are you familiar with Mingyue?" She continued to cooperate with their actions and asked casually.

The two maids were silent. Qingxing felt extremely uncomfortable. She used to be the young lady's personal maid, but the young lady really didn't recognize her anymore.

They all wore mud yellow tops with blue-grey long skirts and wide belts of the same colour, which was extremely inappropriate for their age.

"This uniform is not very good," Hua Xiyu complained in his heart.

Everything was easy to handle. The only difficult thing was her short hair. She couldn't put it into a bun. But soon, Master Shui Xin ordered someone to bring a fake hair crown. After putting it on her head, her short hair was completely covered. She looked like she really had her hair tied up high and her head was full of pearls and jade. What a gorgeous and elegant lady in ancient costume. Hua Xiyu was simply stunned.

She looked at her blurry reflection in the bronze mirror, it was as if she was looking at someone else. She tried to rub the mirror hard with her hands, but it remained blurry.

This hazy and blurred beauty is so beautiful to the extreme. Oh my god, I am so beautiful myself.

In the mirror, there is a pair of slightly smoked willow-shaped eyebrows, a pair of passionate fox eyes, bright and spirited, a slightly upturned nose, handsome, strong, straight, red lips and white teeth, the right corner of the lip is slightly upturned, with a playful smile, a shallow dimple on the left cheek, just right with the right curved corner of the mouth, without makeup, the face is as white as peach blossoms, delicate and shy, and the lips are red and bright as if containing spring. Who is this girl? Is this still me?

Hua Xiyu simply couldn't believe herself in the mirror, she stared at it in a trance, at this moment she was truly stunned by her own beauty.

"Miss, you are so beautiful, like a fairy," Qingxing praised sincerely.

"That's right, our young lady is very beautiful," Hongmei echoed.

"Well, it was so beautiful that it alarmed the Party Central Committee," she said with a proud smile.

After everything was dressed up, Hua Xiyu was almost sweating from exhaustion.

"Qingxing, what year and month is it now?" She thought there must be a time record in her cell phone, but the phone was out of battery and couldn't be opened. She looked at her watch and it showed July 7.

"July 26, the 26th year of Shunhe," Qingxing answered happily. It was obvious that she had a lot to say, but because of the wrong occasion, she seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"It's almost August, so there's still a month left before summer vacation." She let out a breath, selectively hearing only July 8th. She didn't look at Qingxing, but muttered to herself, then followed Qingxing and Hongmei out of the yard.

Qingxing felt the young lady's estrangement and was very sad, but the young lady refused to forgive her.

The skirt originally prepared was a bit short, and Qingxing and Hongmei had to use their deft hands to loosen the folded part of the waist so that it was barely enough to cover the instep. At this time, Hua Xiyu looked as refreshing as a beautiful white orchid. Her tall figure of 176cm made her clothes flutter in the wind, and she walked gracefully all the way.

Hua Xiyu couldn't remember having worn such a long skirt before. Wearing a long skirt without high heels felt a bit out of place, so she felt it necessary to buy a pair of shoes.

She held up her skirt, fearing that she might accidentally step on the hem of her skirt and fall down, making a fool of herself, so she walked extremely carefully. Her tall figure looked even taller and more upright against the backdrop of the two little maids. Her cautious look made her gait look particularly charming and her figure more graceful.