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Chapter 889 Mu Zhao subconsciously shrank back, wrapping his fingers around the silk quilt

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    The body is a little overwhelmed, but she eats well.

    She was afraid that she would wrong the baby in her belly by neglecting her, so she would take the initiative to ask for food whenever she was free.

    Mu Nianxiao naturally felt sorry for her and cared for her in every possible way, for fear that she wouldn't be able to bear it.

    Mu Zhao was so sleepy that he closed his eyes and fell asleep soon after.

    Mu Nianxiao asked the driver to put down the chair. Since it was an RV, the chair looked like a small bed. Mu Nianxiao found a blanket to cover her and told the driver to drive slower so she could feel relieved.

    The car stopped at a towering castle two hours later.

    Mu Zhao hasn¡¯t woken up yet. The spring temperature in Bern is around 8-10¡ã, and it¡¯s a bit cold outside in the early morning.

    Before Mu Nianxiao took her out of the car, he took a thin quilt from Xiang Nan to feel relieved.

    Mu Zhao slept so deeply that it would be two hours before she woke up.

    Typical Western European palace aristocratic decoration, luxurious and dreamy, just like what is said in the fairy tale world.

    She opened her eyes drowsily and looked around subconsciously. She looked back and tried to sit up exhausted, but the sound of messy footsteps came not far away.

    As the footsteps approached, a rather old but majestic voice came over urgently, "Wake upmy grandson is awake."

    Mu Zhao saw clearly that he was an old man with gray hair and a strong spirit.

    He was wearing a Chinese-style white coat, black soft-soled cloth shoes, a deep scar hidden in his white eyebrows, and his facial features were quite strong, nothing like the look in the photos she saw of Tang Sheng.

    Thinking about it, Tang Sheng probably inherited more of his appearance from his mother.

    Mu Zhao had already seen Tang Yu¡¯s photos on the plane and had a preliminary understanding of Tang Yu¡¯s personal habits and taboos.

    She knew that the old man in front of her, with a deep temperament and sinister features, was Tang Yu. His pair of deep-set and bright eyes locked her face tightly.

    Mu Zhao was indescribably weird and felt uncomfortable being stared at, but he still called out firmly: "Grandpa!"

    Even though it was blunt and emotionless, Tang Zhen's eyes were already wet with tears, and he was left with nothing but snot and tears.

    It was only in his middle and later years that he learned that he had a son. After finally recognizing him, he died tragically at the hands of Sheng Qing before he could train him to be his successor. In his dream, he wanted to wipe out the entire Sheng family.

    When Tang Xun thought of this, his eyes narrowed in a sinister manner, making Mu Zhao feel trembling all over!

    Mu Zhao subconsciously shrank back, his fingers wrapped around the silk quilt, his expression cold, and he repeated stiffly: "Grandpa!"

    Perhaps it was her soft and timid voice that stirred up a storm in Tang Xuan's heart. He suddenly came back to his senses and responded vigorously: "My dear granddaughter, you have made Grandpa find you so hard."

    He wiped away tears as he spoke. After a while of greetings and greetings, he jumped right into the topic: "Let's go, burn incense and kowtow to your father."

    In addition to Tang Zhen and his personal servant, there is also Mu Nianxiao in this room.

    Mu Zhao looked at Mu Nianxiao, who nodded to her, and she quickly responded to Tang Yu: "Okay."

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    Mu Zhao originally thought that kowtowing to Tang Sheng was just a matter of lighting a stick of incense and kowtowing to the spirit statue. However, she never knew that Tang Zhen was so mobilizing. Not only did he use superstitious methods to open altars and recite sutras, but he also enshrined them in a large ancestral hall.  A statue of Tang Sheng made of pure gold.

    Mu Zhao followed the foreign lama who was reciting scriptures, and after three bows and nine prostrations, he formally offered incense and kowtowed on the cushion of the lotus seat.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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