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"The lady wants to go back to where she came. ”

"The abbot said this, he said that he has no brains, my home is here, and where did he come from the "original place". ”

Yan Hui's tone was relaxed, but a pair of eyes were staring at Yuan Zhi tightly, she wanted to know if what he said was true, or was he lying to herself?

If that's true, then does she want to go back? Back to the modern era where there was wine, meat, refrigerators, computers, and scripts.

The answer is yes,

She thought, she wanted to.

But fate looked at the peach blossoms in bloom on the side.

"Madame, do you know that the peach blossoms in this world all bloom in March, but why can the peach blossoms in my temple bloom in February?"

Seeing that fate diverted from the topic, Yan Hui could only take it on the spot.

"I have heard from the pilgrims here that they have received incense offerings from the temple, and thus have a living soul. ”

Yuan Zhi shook his head when he heard this, "Madam is a smart person, how can she not see the reason for this." ”

Of course, Yan Hui can see that it is just a peach branch grafted on the plum tree, and the plum tree can bloom in winter, but the peach branch on it blooms in January, so what's so difficult.

"Presiding over this hand-shifting flowers and trees, it is really a good means. ”

Yan Hui's admiration is sincere, this grafting is elementary school knowledge in modern times, but it is a "miracle" in ancient times.

"Madame, like this peach branch, blooms again with the help of the original plum tree. ”

"What do you mean by that? Yan Hui pinched his fingers tightly to avoid losing his temper in front of others, he really knew.

"Have you forgotten that the poor monk said the art of looking at qi, in fact, the condition of the lady is also the first time to see, obviously her own luck has been cut off, but from the desperate situation derived from the new luck, just like this peach blossom that absorbs the nutrients of the plum tree, but blooms again. ”

"So that's ......" Hearing Yuan Zhi say this, Yan Hui was relieved.

It turned out that all this was just speculation, and she really thought that the other party had seen the identity of her traverser.

"The world is so big that I may be a special case, but not necessarily the only one. ”

"Madame is right, maybe fate is wrong. Although Yuan Zhi said this, Yan Hui always felt that Yuan Zhi had hidden something.

"But I'm the same as Uncle Shen, there will be a catastrophe coming in the near future, so the abbot is so stumbling? ”

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I see my wife's luck as a dragon and phoenix, and in the future, she will either enter the East Palace, or be the monarch of a big country. ”

Enter the East Palace, the monarch.

Good guys, this statement is nothing short of a rebellion.

The abbot said cautiously. ”

Yan replied: "Now that the Xia Shang Dynasty is a country and the people are safe, and the people are not closed at night, I haven't heard what I said just now, and the abbot has forgotten it." ”

"Madame doesn't have to be like this, only you know what I say today, and it will never fall into the ears of a third person, but there are no absolutes in the world. ”

"Just as I see that Madame's luck has been cut off, her luck is broken, and her fate is extinct, since Madame is alive and well, this is not necessarily a mistake in fate. ”

Yes, I am alive, but the core has changed.

What does the abbot mean by "the original place"?" Could it mean a return to the original world?

"Speaking of which, Mrs. may not know, the poor monk and Mrs. Yan are old friends, and I can't bear to hear what happened to Mrs. after leaving Tanglin, so I have this question, Mrs. is willing to leave the capital and return to Yanfu?"

Even if the fate of the original body is a little bumpy, but in the end, it is the Duchess of the Kingdom, why should she leave the capital in a good manner?

Suddenly, Yan Hui had a flash of inspiration in his mind, was Yuan Zhi's words a subtle hint to himself, the capital was about to change?

"Capital ......" Yan Hui couldn't help but speak, but was interrupted by fate.

"The poor monk said that Madame is a wise man, and if Madame wants to go back, please come here alone in the evening in three days' time, and if Madame does not want to, she will never see the fate today. ”

Yuan Zhi said that he left like that, like a breeze blowing through a peach branch, riding the falling petals.

The capital is going to be chaotic, so does she want to know Tanglin?

"What is Mother thinking?"

Yan Hui was thinking about it, but he heard Yu Mo on the side suddenly speak.

"It's Yu Mo, where have you been?"

Yu Mo showed Yan Hui the scriptures he was holding in his hand, "I went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to take the "Sutra of the Past Lives" copied by the successive hosts of Putuo Temple, and I want to take it back to Houfu to copy. ”

"Can you still take the scriptures here?"

Mother said with a smile, if you copy the scriptures can only be in this Putuo Temple, I am afraid that the Putuo Temple will already be overcrowded. ”

Yan looked back at the multiple versions of the "Sutra of Passing Away" that Yu Mo was holding in his hand, and the one that was placed on the top was impressively written with the name of Yuanzhi.

"Is this the scripture copied by the abbot of Yuanzhi?" Yan Hui took it and opened it in his hand, which was different from the cursive script seen on the prayer flags at that time, the handwriting on the scriptures was warm, and there was a sense of peace between the horizontal and vertical strokes.

Although this fate is cuttlefish juice and a side door for grafting flowers and trees, this heart to the Buddha is pious.

I just don't know if what he said is true or not.

Suddenly, Yan Hui smiled.

I really think too much, don't say that she and fate are only one side, only say that her current identity is also inseparable from the capital, if she leaves, not to say that Yu Moyu is gone, just say that Yan Zheng Lychee is afraid that she will cry to death.

Regardless of whether there is danger in the capital or not, it makes no sense that others can do it, and she can't go back.

Yan Hui, who figured out this, only felt that he was in a good mood.

"Since the scriptures have also been borrowed, and the peach blossoms have also read them, let's naturally go home!"

When Yan Hui returned to Zhuangzi, it was almost evening, and Jian Yi, who had escorted Yan Zheng away, had already returned, and he had brought another person with him.

"Yu Xiaosan, why are you here?"

"You are embarrassed to ask me, Steward Yan said that you went to Putuo Temple to copy the scriptures, but you didn't go back for half a month, if I hadn't met Jian Yi today, I wouldn't have known that you were injured. ”

Yu Zhuliu said and looked at Yan Hui with disgust, "Why are you so stupid, you got into trouble last time you went out, why did you meet a thief this time." ”

Actually, I don't want to.

Yan Hui looked at the sky speechlessly, but saw Yu Mo looking in the direction of the two.

Yes, the last time I went to Huafang to drink, Yu Mo didn't know where it was.

If you let the old-fashioned and rigid Yu Mo know that the dignified Duchess danced in public after being drunk, it is estimated that she will be locked up in the Guogong Mansion for the rest of her life with Yu Zhuliu, an accomplice.

"Yu Xiaosan, I don't see you for half a month, I really don't see you more and more disrespectful, what last time I went out, what caused a lot of trouble, didn't we just put the river lantern and have a meal, did you forget, even the river lantern was put by the two of us together. ”

Yan Hui hated the iron and held Yu Zhuliu's arm, but his fingers secretly pinched the other party.

In the face of Yan Hui's "hint", Yu Zhuliu is a piece of wood, and it is time to open up.

"yes, yes, there was nothing new that day, it was boring. ”

Perhaps because he felt that he was not convincing in saying this, Yu Zhuliu secretly added two sentences.

"You're embarrassed to mention the river lantern, if it weren't for your clumsiness, we would have been back that day......"

Yu Mo looked at the two of them who sang and harmonized, and secretly raised his eyebrows, why didn't he remember that when he put the river lantern, there was still a Yu Zhuliu?