The family affection in the royal family, in front of power, is actually nothing more than that. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mu Bairan remembered that many years ago, when Zhou Youan accompanied the living emperor to hunt.

The young man was freshly dressed and angry, and his handsome face shone in the sun.

- How many years have it been?

The boy has become middle-aged, and his former upright figure has become a little crooked, and it seems that he can no longer stand up straight. His handsome face was also covered with fine wrinkles, and the boy who had once been able to control a fiery horse had now become a cripple.

Mu Bairan was silent.

I don't know how long it took, after Mu Bairan sighed secretly in his heart, he looked at Bai Congjian not far away, "Master, have you decided?"

"Yes. Bai Congjian nodded.

His voice was very soft, but it made Mu Bairan hear it clearly.

In order not to let innocent monks end up in hell on earth, they had to do this.

Otherwise, there will be another rain of blood in the capital.

Mu Bairan didn't say anything more, and after getting up to help Bai Congjian's pulse, he wrote a new prescription, asking Eleven to pay more attention and not let Bai Congjian suffer from the cold.

After Mu Bairan and the Ninth Prince had left, Eleven spoke and asked cautiously, "Master, is the lotus pond really going to burn down?"

In Eleven's memory, his own master cherishes these lotus flowers incomparably.

Every plant, the master does his best to take care of it.

Every winter, the master will come to the White Horse Temple to see these flowers and trees.

Now, it's time to burn.

After that, the scenery of the mountain behind the White Horse Temple will not return to its former appearance in the past few years.

Eleven felt a little sad.

"Sooner or later, it's going to burn. Bai Congjian looked at Eleven, who was depressed, "You must know that blessings and misfortunes lurk, and misfortunes and blessings rely on." It's not all bad for me. ”

In this sentence, Bai Congjian is from the heart.

But Eleven thinks that Bai Congjian is comforting him.

He stopped talking, and Bai Congjian stopped talking.

The moonlight leaks under the forest, sparse like residual snow.

The night of the White Horse Temple is extremely quiet. The air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood, mixed with the scent of herbs.

Smelling makes people feel soothing.

Bai Congjian looked at the moonlight outside the window, but he didn't feel sleepy.

For him, setting fire to the lotus pond is indeed not a bad thing.

Therefore, when Zhou Youan came to him and asked him what he was going to do, he replied directly, Your Majesty wants to burn the things in the back mountain, so burn it.

He replied too quickly, which made Zhou Youan very stunned.

"Those are the things left by the imperial sister, do you really care?" Zhou You'an obviously didn't believe Bai Congjian, and said, "That is also Empress Minghui's favorite place, if you burn it, the Xiang family will hate you." ”

"Xiang Jia, when will you not hold a grudge against me?" Bai Congjian said lightly, "Lord Wang, there is never a way to have the best of both worlds in this world. ”

Zhou You'an was stunned.

But after a moment, Zhou Youan understood what Bai Congjian meant.

Zhou Youan quickly came up with a plan.

Zhou You'an didn't care about fame many years ago. Therefore, Zhou Youan doesn't care about being infamous again.

Emperor Wan Qi just didn't want Zhou You'an to be well, if Zhou You'an didn't have an accident, Emperor Wan Qi would have other ways to humiliate him.

Rather than this, Zhou Youan might as well be injured in the fire, and recuperating at home is equivalent to saving his life.

This is the only way to save the monks of the White Horse Temple.

It is also the only way to make Bai Congjian feel at ease.

Bai Congjian thought about it and agreed.

Inside, very quiet.

Bai Congjian took a deep breath.

He remembered that in his previous life, there had been a fire in the mountain behind the White Horse Temple.

The fire burned so fiercely that it almost scorched the mountain back.

He drank wine that day, but he fell asleep in this fire. The guards around him were all transferred because they were calculated.

At that time, the arsonist wanted to burn him alive and leave him no life.

They laid all the traps to kill him.

When he awoke, the fire had already burned in front of the bed, and the room was scorching, and he frowned to bring himself to his senses, ready to burn rather than escape.

He won't die, but he will be injured.

Because the door was locked, he had to use all his strength to break through the window.

No matter how good they calculated, they underestimated his skills.

It's just that if you push too hard, I'm afraid it will hurt your internal organs. His newly healed body will return to its former state.

However, at this time, the door of the house, which had been locked, was knocked open from the outside.

He saw the petite woman, wrapped in a watered quilt, looking at him with a panicked expression. Her body was already thin, her jet-black hair was scorched by the fire, and her forehead, which was hidden in the quilt, had a bloodstain that had been dried by the fire.

Bai Congjian closed his eyes and stopped thinking about it.

If he had known the consequences, he would have run out sooner rather than wait for her to come.

Although she practiced martial arts, it was not difficult for him to imagine how much strength it took her to break open the door.

Because after the fire, she was already eaten by drugs, and her spirit was even worse. She lost her breath on a winter night half a year later.

Before she died, she also told him that she hated him.

She said, "If there is an afterlife......

And there was no more talk.

He stood outside the screen, listening to her breath, his nails almost sinking into the Nanmu screen.

They had too many misunderstandings before.

In his previous life, in order to take care of the overall situation, he was unwilling to let her know everything.

However, she misunderstood so much and hated him so much. As a result, when he had an accident, he still fought with his life to save him in the fire.

Bai Congjian exhaled a breath of turbidity and opened his eyes again.

This time, he was trapped inside, will she come to her like in her previous life?

No one knew about his gamble.

He's gambling with himself.

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The next day, the news that the Nine Princes had arrived at the White Horse Temple was quickly spread.

Even Chu Qing was very surprised and said to Xiao Ziyu, "Miss, do you know? The Nine Princes are here, it's the Nine Princes!"

Saying that, Chu Qing was even more excited.

"Yes, I see. "Regarding the arrival of the Nine Princes, Xiao Ziyu obviously knew about it earlier than anyone else.

She had seen the sedan chair of the Nine Princes yesterday, could she not know this?

Her mind was not on this news at all, she looked at the meal list written by Mu Bairan in her hand, and her delicate brows were furrowed.

It's too hard.

It took her all morning and she didn't make a decent soup.

Even Chu Xue, who had always been loyal to her, frowned and said after seeing the soup she boiled, "Miss, I'm afraid this is...... It's going to have a problem eating. ”

It's not like you're going to have a problem eating.

The restaurant asks for silver to make meals, and she Xiao Ziyu makes meals for other people's lives!

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I'll change this chapter again when I think something is wrong. (To be continued.) )