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"When, when, when..."The dull percussion sound of the wooden fish, the solemn Buddhist language, through the boundless bamboo sea, with the rustle of the wind blowing the bamboo leaves, played a dusty tune.

In the bamboo and wood Buddha hall on the mountain behind Huijue Temple, an old monk with a white beard and a young man in a gray monk's robe are intently reciting scriptures. The old monk is a master of the heart, and the young man has his hair tied and has not been shaved, so he is naturally Dongfang.

The two of them both closed their eyes, and even the movements of knocking the wooden fish up and down in their hands were very consistent.

A wisp of dark incense drifted silently into the Buddhist hall without a trace.

The master of the heart method was still knocking on the wooden fish, and his mouth kept thinking. Dongfang Yan opened his eyes, there was no brilliance in his gray-white eyes, and he moved woodenly. He quietly stopped the movement of his hand, folded his hands and retreated, following the wisp of incense into the depths of the bamboo forest.

Although he can't see, he can walk freely with the help of a strange guide rod, and his speed is not inferior to ordinary people. This guide rod is made by the best master of the rivers and lakes, and is made of the world's most precious dark iron. It is composed of five one-foot-long subsections, which can be long or short, straight or curved, hard or soft, and is very convenient to carry.

There was already a white-faced Xiushi waiting for him in the bamboo forest, and the man saluted him respectfully, "Childe!"

"How's Qingxuan?" asked Dongfang Yan.

"She's fine, she's on death row, and she doesn't suffer much. However, the palace has already issued a decree, and she will be beheaded tomorrow. The white-faced hideshi replied.

"This matter, if you don't die, I'm afraid it won't end. Qingxuan has worked hard all these years, and it is time for her to rest. Dongfang said lightly.

The white-faced Xiushi arched his hand and lowered his head slightly, "Qingyan understands, let's do it!", and then raised his head slightly, "In addition, the King of the West is here again." ”

It's not the first time that King Xi has come to Dongfang Yan, and he has always been secretly blocked by the master of the heart method. Dongfang understood the deep meaning of the heart master's actions, because he was afraid that he would be involved in the court battle and fall into the abyss from which he could never recover.

Dongfang Yan's heart moved, thinking that the King of the West would probably return in vain this time!

The strange dark fragrance in the air fluctuated and drifted away. Dongfang's eyes like a dead fish rolled, and he smelled the sandalwood overflowing from the Buddhist hall, and followed the fragrance back to the Buddhist hall.

Before I could enter, I heard the deep voice of the master of the heart method coming from the Buddhist hall, "Since your heart is not quiet, what sutra do you still come to the Buddhist hall to recite? ”

"Disciple obeys!" Dongfang Yan did not defend or refute, and lowered his head and silently went to the meditation room.

A disgusting smell in the air grew stronger and stronger, until it was so thick that it could not be dissolved by the time it reached the meditation room. Stimulated by this smell, Dongfang's breath was disordered, and he couldn't help coughing twice.

After his breath stabilized, he made a deep gesture to the source of the smell, "Uncle Huang!"

Under the flickering candlelight that was stirred by the wind, Dongfang Wenda's smile looked particularly weird, "Should I call you a child?" or should I call you Nanshan Gongzi?"

Dongfang Yan's face stiffened, and his pale lips moved mechanically, "The name is just a code name, Uncle Huang can call it whatever he wants!"

Dongfang Wenda laughed, "The son of Nanshan has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and no one knows his true face. Who would have thought that a person who was frail and sickly since he was a child, who was judged to be a person who would die at any time, and who is still unable to see now, is actually the son of Nanshan who makes the rivers and lakes and the government and the opposition fearful. What a sarcasm!

"Uncle Huang came to me to mock me? If so, you did it, please go back!" Dongfang Yan's face was still stiff, and he said indifferently.

King Xi's smile faded, "It's my fault, you and my uncle and nephew are in the same lineage, why bother to make trouble with these words!"

Dongfang Yan was not moved, because among the royal family, imperial power is far greater than family affection. Now Dongfang Wenda is talking about family affection with him, but he has other plans. He asked, "What is the reason why Uncle Huang came here?" ”

"For the past, but also for the future!" Dongfang Wenda had a smile on his face that had not changed for thousands of years.

In this case, there is too much room for imagination, so Dongfang Hui said: "Be stupid, please make it clear to Uncle Huang!"

"In the past, there were royal secrets involved, and they have a lot to do with you. Dongfang Wenda stared at Dongfang Yan's face carefully, trying to find out the change in his mood.

Dongfang Yan's face was like a dead one, and there was no change at all, but Mu Ran said: "Since the past is all in the past, what's the point of mentioning it now? It's better to let it pass!"

"Naturally, it makes sense, and when you say it, it may change in the future. Dongfang Wenda said.

"I don't think it's good to try to change now or in the future. Dongfang said this, in fact, he rejected Dongfang Wenda's attempt to pull him into the gang in disguise.

Dongfang Wenda asked tentatively: "Don't you want to know why you look so sick?"

Dongfang Yan's heart finally had a trace of emotion, "Wasn't I born with such a body?

The corners of Dongfang Wenda's mouth hooked upward, "Twenty-seven years ago, after Concubine Wan of the Holy Family Zhenglong became pregnant, Queen Su became jealous and hated, and came up with a poisonous plan to make her give birth to a stillborn baby with slow poison, but in the end it failed, and Concubine Wan still gave birth to a prince. Although Concubine Yun's mother and son were able to save their lives, due to long-term consumption**, their health has long been poor. Concubine Wan has been bedridden since then, and the prince has been judged dead by the imperial doctor and may die at any time. "In order to renew the child's life, the royal brother asked him to worship under the master of Huijue Temple and become a lay disciple. ”

Hearing this, Dongfang Yan clenched his fists. He naturally understood that the prince that Dongfang Wenda was talking about meant him, but the details in it were unheard of by himself.

After that, in order to heal the mother and son, the emperor's brother invited famous doctors all over the world, and the emperor lived up to his wishes, and he finally found a miracle doctor. After being healed by the gods, Concubine Wan was able to get out of bed and walk, and the prince's condition gradually stabilized, but unfortunately he disappeared without a trace before he completely cured Concubine Yun's mother and son. ”

Later, a Taoist priest from Youfang told the imperial brother that there was an immortal spring on Tianzhu Mountain that could cure all diseases. In order to save the concubine's mother and son, the imperial brother recruited thousands of people to build Yuquan Villa in Tianzhu Mountain. Due to the countless deaths caused by the construction of the villa, the empress dowager issued a decree to seal the Yuquan Villa, and imprisoned the mother and son in an abandoned garden in the imperial city - Ji Xue Garden, and the imperial brother was forbidden to see the mother and son again. It's ridiculous that after the Yuquan Villa was built, no one could enter, and no one could see what this fairy spring looked like. ”

"Poor Concubine Yun's mother and son have been suffering in the Jixue Garden for five years, and no one knows the blood, tears and bitterness of this. Although the royal brother did not see Concubine Yun's mother and son again, he has always secretly protected them, so although their lives are difficult, they still survive. When the prince was six years old, the royal brother had been secretly helping Concubine Yun's mother and son was known by the Queen Su, she was furious, and framed Concubine Wan for fornicating with the guards, and finally Concubine Wan was sent to the Dethroned Garden, the royal brother was deceived by tricks, fell ill in a fit of anger, and his health has deteriorated since then. ”

"Because the prince is young and is of royal blood, he was adopted by the Queen Su and raised with his two sons. Everyone thinks that the Su family is kind, and she has won the admiration of the world, but she treats this son who is not her own..."

"Enough!" Dongfang interrupted Dongfang Wenda's words quietly, he knew the rest of the matter, at least he thought he knew.