I shook my head, and she led me out of the hall. I happened to meet Concubine Ming and Master Wanfa, and after Concubine Ming briefly introduced, Master Wanfa asked Xiao Shami to take us to eat food.

As soon as she sat down, Concubine Ming was pleasantly surprised and admired: "I haven't been here for many years, I can't imagine that the food in Qingxin Temple is so chic and pleasing to the eye. ”

The monk standing on the side put his palms together and smiled: "The donor praises falsely." ”

"Tianhu Shangsu, orchid golden needle, lotus out of the water......" Jinping whispered in my ear, "Niangniang, there is also a Buddha's hand three wires, guess which three wires?"

Without thinking, I said, "Bergamot silk, cloud fungus silk, and green pepper silk, right? If you add a little pepper and sesame oil, the flavor must be better." ”

Concubine Ming was surprised: "My sister guessed all right, this Buddha's hand three silks are usually made of cabbage shreds, and this cloud ear silk is smooth and pleasant in the mouth, and it is better than cabbage." It's just that how did my sister know that Master Yiming used cloud ear silk and filled it with pepper?"

"It's just a gut feeling. I said.

Master Yiming next to him spoke: "The donor's sense of smell is astonishing. ”

Concubine Ming was relieved.

The plain and fragrant food naturally tastes different in my mouth, but the three threads of bergamot puzzle me, the texture and taste are very familiar, I am sure that this is not the first time I have eaten this dish, but I can't remember when this feeling of déjà vu occurred.

After listening to the scriptures in the Buddhist hall for a while at night, I couldn't help but feel drowsy, so I said goodbye to Concubine Ming, who was concentrating on worshipping the Buddha. When Jinping helped me back to the wing room of the Zen Monastery, I met Master Yiming, and after he bowed with his palms together, I asked him:

"Today's Buddha's hand three threads are the work of another master?"

Yiming said: "The donor is very smart, indeed, there is someone else who makes that dish." He now lives in the bamboo house to the west of the Qingxin Temple, which is just a wall away from the Qingxin Temple. ”

I smiled and said, "Is that guy's surname Min?"

"The surname is Min?" Yi Ming said with a smile, "The donor Min often tells stories in the Jiede Teahouse, and usually only comes back once every two days, and he is not a benefactor of Buddha's hand." ”

My heart condensed, wasn't it Min Sikong? He didn't come to Qingxin Temple, so who was talking to him in the main hall today? At this time, Yiming said again: "That donor, listen, the place where the sound of the piano is faintly heard now is his bamboo house." ”

After Yiming left, I told Jinping that the sachet on her body might have fallen in the scripture hall, and asked her to go back to find it, and I walked step by step with the one or two plucked strings that I occasionally heard. The clumps of bamboo trees blocked my steps, and I barely felt a slit in the past, only to hear a "hiss", and the skirt was torn off by something, and my feet stumbled and my body fell forward. The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and my hand on the ground suddenly felt a tingling pain when it hit the sharp stone, and a strong hand swept me up in front of me, and I grabbed his sleeve like a life-saving straw, and asked in a loud voice:

"Who are you? Min Sikong or ......"

He took me to the bamboo bench and sat down, "Your hand is bruised, doesn't it hurt?"

That voice was obviously Min Sikong, and it was obviously the person who was talking to me in the main hall just now.

"It doesn't hurt. I know you're not Min Sikong, who are you?!" I firmly believed what Monk Yiming said, with a cold face, he pressed a finger on my wrist, so painful that I couldn't help but snort softly, he sighed and said:

"I forgot everything, but I didn't forget that I was stubborn. He took out a box of ointment and opened my dress and applied it carefully, my face was hot, and my legs retracted unnaturally, and he frowned and lowered his voice dissatisfied, saying:

"Don't move. "With a little bit of nervousness, and a little bit of distress.

"It seems like every time I see you, I get hurt. I said.

His hand paused, and he said, "I ordered the Heavenly Evil Lone Star to punish my parents and my wife's room." ”

"Who are you, and who am I?" I muttered, "What did you come to Sijon for?"

"Does it matter to you who I am?" he asked.

"Uh-huh......" I answered, not wanting him to kiss my lips suddenly without warning, and the light mint smell hit me, and I froze suddenly, not knowing how to react. His lips were warm, his kisses were gentle, light as clear water, but with sadness, my heart throbbed, reaching out to push him away, but he was firmly locked in his arms, I pressed against his chest, heard his heart beat vigorously, forgot the struggle for a while, just stunned, stunned to pull open his shirt, groped to reach in.

Sure enough, there was a raised scar on his left chest.

That was the knife left by the woman who loved him deeply in order to save him in the story told by Min Sikong.

My hand retracted like an electric shock, trembling and muttering, "No, impossible......"

However, tears flowed down his face.

Only in this way can we explain why the indifferent and violent Lord Yuanwu would favor a blind woman alone, why the queen Bai Zhi was jealous, and why a storyteller who was more than half a hundred years old had a familiar voice with a pair of young hands......

Didn't he say that Mei Ziyan was dead?

This scar is a mark that Mei Ziyan imprinted on Mu Cheng's heart. And for Mrs. Xiyang, who has obtained a perfect love, it is nothing. A deep voice sounded, and his hand gently touched my face to wipe away my tears, and said, "But what is a lie and what is true, don't you want to confirm it at all? ”

I shook my head, I didn't know whether to trust him or not.

"I'm not. I'm not the person you're looking for," I said incoherently, "and you're telling a story, and a story alone makes you believe me?"

"If you don't believe it, why bother to come to Qingxin Temple?"

"I'm here to worship the Buddha, and your Excellency don't be sentimental. ”

He sighed, shook my hand and said, "I was ruthless, but I met such a woman, and I couldn't help myself. ”

My heart trembled, and an inexplicable emotion spread through the bottom of my heart.

He has a deep love for her and has no complaints.

Unfortunately, that person is not me, Xiyang.

"Your story is beautiful, alas, without me. I said calmly, "I have nothing to do with you, I don't even know you! Whether you are Min Sikong or Mu Cheng, it has nothing to do with Xiyang! You say that I have parents and brothers, you say that I am in love with you in this life, but I have no such memory, these feelings are yours, and the pain is also yours, even if I believe in your story, but is it useful? You are just singing a one-man show forever!"

I pushed him away and broke free from his hand and stood up, the autumn wind suddenly blew away the warmth of Shicai's embrace without a trace, I shivered slightly because of the cold, he stood still in the wind, and after a long time, he said:

"Zi Yan—"

The sound was not loud, but it was clear, and the tail note dragged on a little long, with disappointment and melancholy running over the quietest and softest corners of my heart, and it hurt continuously. The name echoed in my mind, so sad and lonely, that people's hearts were empty when I heard it, and only the echo was stirring.

"I thought that those pasts that you forgot and discarded, you would have the desire to get them back, so I insisted on listening to such a long story, so I came to this Qingxin Temple...... I thought that when you figured everything out, you would be willing to go back to the East Court with me to meet your parents...... Ziyan, do you not believe me because you are too insecure, or is it because you are not willing to leave Helian Yue at all, so you even abandoned your past?"

"Sir, I recognize the wrong person, I am Xiyang, not the woman in your story. I turned to leave, and then I heard Jinping's voice calling me, and I said in a loud voice:

"Jinping, this palace is lost, come here. ”

In addition to the footsteps of Jinping hurrying to the ears, there was only the rustle of bamboo trees being blown by the wind.

I don't know if the smell of incense and candles in the meditation room is too smoky, and my brain is obviously chaotic, but I fell asleep when I fell down.

The next morning, she was woken up by the loud sound of the copper basin in Jinping's hand falling to the ground and the sharp and piercing screams as she rushed out of the room. I didn't know why, I reached out to pull the quilt, but my hand touched a warm body, I was startled, how could there be a red fruit person sleeping next to me? subconsciously touched the knot on his chest, and found that the knot did not know when it was loosened. My whole body shrank back like a pinprick, and I tightened myself with the quilt, and at this moment, the door was kicked open again, the guards rushed in, and Concubine Ming's voice sounded cold and sharp:

"Does my sister know what foolish account she committed last night?! Someone come, take down this thief who dares to commit adultery with Concubine Xirong! Send him to Ancheng Prison!"

The man hurriedly grabbed his clothes and rolled off the bed to perform a scene of wailing and crying, saying that he was moved by Mrs. Xiyang's beauty and committed a mortal crime and broke the color ring. Only then did I realize that I had encountered a farce of catching rape. The male protagonist of the farce is actually a monk of Qingxin Temple.

There really are no eternal enemies in this world, let alone eternal friends, and the sisters who smiled at you yesterday have become framed enemies today.

"Jinping turned out to be your person? What a coincidence, I didn't bring Lanlu, so I gave you a chance. I sneered, loosened the quilt and tied the knot, "Last night's incense Concubine Ming took a lot of thought, right?

"You are to blame for yourself. Concubine Ming said that the maid beside her came to help me get dressed, and I waved the maid's hand, and after calmly and slowly pulling the outer shirt on the side and putting it on my body at will, I said to her:

"Blame yourself? Concubine Ming, don't you know that the untidy people who saw Xiyang just now will make their eyes no longer see anything after returning to Ancheng? What price did Queen Bai Zhi offer you? She promised you that if you help her get rid of me, she would keep the baby in your womb safe? It's ridiculous, you would rather believe in an enemy who threatens you than trust a friend who doesn't hinder you at all. ”

"You can't wait for the day when the lord of the kingdom returns to Anseong. Concubine Ming's voice was as cold as if she came from hell, and said, "Xiyang, don't blame me, I love my child, and I love my child's father even more." Come on, take the sinner Xiyang away!"

I was pushed so hard that I finally knew vaguely that I was being locked up in the prison car, and they put something like a collar around my neck, and there were two small chains attached to the roof of the car and the collar was pulled against my jaw, and I could not touch it, because my hands were chained and hung from the roof of the car. The prisoner cart was bumpy, and it didn't take long for my hands to become numb with pain, and I closed my eyes lifelessly, and after the prisoner cart had been walking for a long time, I came to a pass called Waqiao, and it was drizzling in the sky. One of the guards in front of the prisoner's carriage whispered to the head of the guard:

"Commander Chen, do you want to put an umbrella on the prisoner car?"

Commander Chen shouted in a low voice: "Han Qing, could it be that you are also fascinated by this foxy woman?!"

Han Qing was silent. Foxy woman: Do I look so foxy?

Just when I was about to lose consciousness, the prison cart suddenly stopped. Chaotic footsteps sounded all around, and when the footsteps stopped, there was a solemnity, it should be that the guards formed an encirclement against the foreign enemy. I only heard Commander Chen say in a deep voice:

"Line up, protect Concubine Ming!"

After the sound of several swords colliding, a guard fell to the ground with a cry of pain, a faint smell of blood spread in the air, and a cold voice said:

"If you are not afraid of death, come here! Put down the prisoner car and run for your life, my master does not care about the lives of you people!"

"Your Excellency's arrogant tone, this is the driver and key criminal of the Xirong Palace, how can you say that you will rob and rob?" As soon as Commander Chen's words fell, a gust of wind hit, and the scimitar in his hand was struck by someone, and it flew down to the prisoner's cart, breaking two wooden fences. The door of the prisoner's car was split open, and the wind blew in his face, but at this time, Bai Zhi's cold and sharp voice sounded, stopping the man's next move.

"Mu Cheng! As long as you cut the rope on her hand, the golden ring of wolf teeth around her neck will strangle her to death!

Mu Cheng gasped, anger condensed in the air, and he said to Bai Zhi and the group of archers who appeared in the direction of the pass:

"Sect Master Bai has a good method, but it is just for Mu Cheng to be caught alone, and he does not hesitate to use the wolf tooth golden ring used by the Agni Sect to punish traitors to treat Neizi!"

I smiled bitterly, Mu Cheng, who married you?

Bai Zhi said coldly to the dozens of guards behind him: "Not yet, who caught Mu Cheng, the commander of Yiluo, and promoted it five levels in a row, and rewarded him with a thousand taels of gold." ”

I don't know how chaotic the scene was, but I could hear the sound of wailing and pain from time to time, and he stood in front of the prisoner's car, and said to me while dealing with the palace guards:

"Don't be afraid, I won't let you have any problems!"

The random arrow broke through the air, and Mu Cheng stopped it with his palm, but one of the arrows still grazed the rope on the roof of the car that tied my hands, and the rope cracked, and the spring on the collar that was pulled by the rope after it was broken was about to retract, and the cone-shaped metal on the collar that was as sharp as a wolf's tooth would pierce into the flesh and blood of the neck......

Mu Cheng quickly grabbed the rope he wanted to break, and said in a deep voice, "How can you let her go?!"

Bai Zhi laughed, the laughter was sharp and proud, "Mu Cheng, it's not impossible to let her go, this palace wants to invite you to live in Ancheng for a few days, and before that, please cut off your arm to show your sincerity! ”

"Why does this king believe you?!"

"You can not believe that this palace left on its own, but I hate this woman to the core, and she must die today!"

I don't know what happened next, but I heard the cold voice exclaim and say anxiously and loudly:

"Lord Wang, why are you hurting yourself like this for this woman?!"

The smell of blood swept across my nose, and I wondered if he had really cut off his arm? I struggled, and the sharp, cold metal on my neck pierced my skin, and hot blood dripped down.

"Don't move!" he said with great difficulty, "Ziyan...... Don't ...... Turmoil ......"

I tried hard to hold back the tears that were rolling in my eyes, was it worth it for the sake of that woman?

"Sun Ming, you go and take off the wolf's tooth gold ring for Mrs. Xi, and give the prince of Suide a try on the treasure of our Flame Sect, the prince's hand is broken, and the taste of tying it up is not pleasant. Commander Chen, please 'invite' the prince of Suide to Ancheng Prison, and the lord of the country will naturally reward him when he returns!"

Commander Chen struck Mu Cheng's left rib like the wind, he fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, and the guards stepped forward to lock him with iron chains.

I was pulled out of the prison car, two maids came forward to help me, I looked at the place where Mu Cheng fell with a blank face and said, "You have made a big mistake, I have already reminded you, I am not the person you are looking for." ”

Mu Cheng gasped for breath, sounding very painful.

Bai Zhi walked up to me, sneered and said:

"Sister, good means, it's really in vain that the lord of the country loves you so much, and he took the initiative to ask Ying to set a trap to catch the important criminals of the enemy country, and even endured the pain at the expense of hue, it's really difficult for you!"

"The queen is overrated. Xiyang bathes in the grace of the saint and shares the worries of the husband, which is reasonable. The queen promised Xiyang, but the queen should remember ......"

"Mei Ziyan, you woman who will take revenge, you actually framed the prince......"

"Qing Zhao, shut up!" Mu Cheng's voice was weak, and he stopped Qing Zhao.

I turned around and faced Qing Zhao, who was subdued by the guards, and said coldly: "You see clearly, is this palace Mei Ziyan? I don't know if the skin is really so similar, but this palace tells you that this palace is the world-famous Yuanwu lord favorite Ji Xiyang, I have never known Mu Cheng or any prince, when I have time, I will persuade your master, polish your eyes a little, Li Dai Tao stiff things can sometimes lose his life!"

"What about Suzaku?!" Qing Zhao said angrily: "Don't you know Suzaku either?!"

"You are really ridiculous, this palace has been in the Ancheng Imperial Palace for a long time, and you don't know each other, do you Yiluo people like to be so amorous?

Commander Chen nodded his dumb hole, and with Bai Zhi's acquiescence, he escorted the prisoner cart to take the first step.