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After cleaning his hands as usual, Lin Qixu prayed three times in front of the Buddha and inserted a pillar of sandalwood. And he took the scroll, and kindled a fire. Lin Qixu accompanied the concubine to worship the Buddha, she had always been calm and calm, she walked through the corridor and walked into the main hall to talk back to the concubine.

The sweltering wind of early summer was mixed with the faint sound of words.

The person who came was the eldest princess Huihe, the emperor's sister. The children of the first emperor are scarce, and the adults have a total of four daughters and three sons, and the princess Huihe is the second, which is from the concubine. Hou Enfei gave birth to the prince, died of postpartum blood collapse, and the prince was raised by the queen mother. only took pity on Princess Huihe, followed by the other two low-ranking concubines, and suffered from the cold and grievances.

She was still one year older than the regent, and two years after the death of the first emperor, she married in the northwest and settled down.

However, the palace people once said that Huihe was very good to the prince at that time, and even the regent respected her. What's more, the younger brother, and even the emperor loves this eldest sister very much, and he is a noble person in the royal family who must not be offended.

"The concubine has seen the eldest princess."

Princess Huihe was dressed in a brown palace dress, plain and indifferent, and only a few peony flowers outlined with colored threads could be seen at the mouth of the leader. She held the Luo fan and smiled slightly: "No courtesy." ”

"The two Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures were copied by Qixu. It's much neater than the palace maid's writing. Concubine Rong called Qi Xu to sit beside her, looking extremely affectionate.

Princess Huihe also studied Buddhism and Taoism, and quipped: "The mother concubine has this sister Lin, and she actually left her son." The sons also copied the Buddhist scriptures. When she was young, she was taken care of by Concubine Rong and has always been grateful.

Concubine Rong laughed: "I don't want it." Seven is enough. ”

Monk Hui had not taken a closer look at this Lin family, who was powerful and famous, and glanced at her leisurely a few times today, and saw that she looked calm, her posture was slender, and her eyebrows were gentle and noble, so he was a little relieved in his heart, and said gently: "I have some lonely books here, you can take a look." ”

Lin Qixu took it respectfully, and after a little browsing, he smiled and said: "It's actually "Death Mantra", is the princess going to pray for the emperor?" "The death of the Emperor is approaching.

Princess Huihe had an unknowing gloom on her face, and that kind of déjà vu resentment made Lin Qixu a little overwhelmed. There was a shallow coolness between Huihe's eyebrows, and he said, "Almost." ”

Really, it's far from it.

Lin Qixu knew that there must be a hidden secret, so he didn't dare to ask more, so he blindly took it.

Until one day she concentrated on the pen, and it happened that the regent came, and he casually asked, "Is it to copy the scriptures for the concubine?" ”

Lin Qixu shook his head slowly and said, "It's the eldest princess Huihe." The concubine was very sad to see her, and this scripture was "The Curse of the Past Life", so she had to copy it carefully. ”

Sanskrit texts are not easy to write and require undivided attention.

Lin Qixu put down the thin tube of sheep's hair, turned out from behind the bookcase, and found for the first time that he was very distressed when he was favored, and the regent was on his side, unable to concentrate.

"Well, be careful, you've always been careful and careful. The mother concubine praised and praised. And Hui and the imperial sister, life is indeed not smooth. The regent picked up a lychee that had just entered, tasted it slowly, and sighed, "When I got married, the emperor's brother cried so much that his liver and intestines were broken, if it wasn't for the emperor's edict, I was afraid of ......" He remembered more clearly that the queen mother's face was also blue.

The queen mother's treatment of the emperor's brother is not superficial, not from the heart. Children, naturally, rely more on people who are really good to themselves, not to mention Huihe and the imperial sister, who is intelligent by nature, gentle and quiet, and treats her younger brother sincerely, and the royal brother sticks to her so badly. The death of the concubine can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye. The Queen Mother has always prevented Huihe from approaching the royal brother and hindering the deep love between mother and son.

It's a pity that such a shrewd and calculating woman can be so gentle and patient with her child.

Huihe and the imperial brother are connected by blood and have a deep relationship, which makes the queen mother extremely annoyed.

The regent said unconsciously: "A few years ago, there were frequent wars in the northwest, and the princess's mansion was also implicated. When he was waiting to lead the troops outside, he couldn't protect him, and the fetus was lost in the escape from the bumps. Until now, he is waiting for both his children to be complete, and Huihe is still ...... No children and no daughters. ”

Lin Qixu turned his head to look at the roll of rice paper that was blown up by the wind, his eyes were rippling, soft and heartbroken, it turned out that the "Curse of Death" was copied for the princess's child, no wonder the princess's expression brought her a familiar sadness, but she just saw her former self.

The mourning stretches on, like the drizzle ripples of late spring, and there is no end to it.

The regent noticed her slightly stunned appearance, felt quite speechless, and hurriedly put down the teacup. stepped forward to hug her slender body, and whispered softly: "Don't be sad, the child will have it in the future." ”

Lin has never expressed any sadness or pain because of the child. Only mother and son are connected, I am afraid that it has already hurt my heart. The regent felt sorry and hugged his arms very tightly, Lin Qixu concealed his pain, and said with a smile: "The prince cherishes his concubine like this, and the concubine understands." ”

The pain of losing a child can not be soothed by words.

She is not the kind of woman who will exchange her children for pity and benefits, it is the flesh and blood of her loved ones who have flowed away from her body, which involves the texture and hurts the roots, and the pain is so painful that even breathing is superfluous.

This incident will never pass.

And this child will always be in the corner of her heart, poking at her increasingly hard heart.

Because of the trance of remembering her son, she wrote the scriptures very seriously, and every stroke of the sentence condensed her feelings, how could it not be to pray for her child to be blessed and reborn.

When handing it over to Princess Huihe, the princess looked at her slightly pale face, flipped over the thick white paper, and said, "Thank you for your hard work." "The handwriting is excellent, without any scribbling. She looked at a few photos carefully, but she was reluctant to take them to the memorial.

Concubine Rong was sophisticated, and she only glanced at Lin Qixu's lonely and painful eyes, and she knew it in her heart, and she didn't realize that more than ten years ago, the pool of blood.

Three women, thought of a piece.

Ancient and modern thoughts are the same, and the world's motherly heart is pitiful.

"After the scriptures are written, they are used to burn, and the princess does not have to be reluctant." Lin Qixu was thoughtful, where would he not understand the princess's hesitation. Her fingertips brushed the paper, her words were so gentle, and her eyes reflected the colorful sunset in the sky, without a trace of warmth.

Megumi suddenly remembered that she had also lost her child, and in an even more sad way, she fell to her knees.

"Let's go to the Chonghua Hall together, and in a few days we will seal the palace and make a death day for my father."

The vermilion wall is mottled, and the cornices are quenched with the golden halo of spring, mercilessly dragging away the lonely figures of the two women.

Chonghua Hall is deep and quiet, spreading heavy sandalwood all the year round, and the gilded copper furnace of the eight treasures and beast horns lies quietly on the ground, rising wisps of green smoke. The Buddha statue is full of gold, about 30 zhang high, sitting on the lotus seat, silent, smiling and looking at the world.

On this day, she did not return to the palace, but accompanied Huihe to chant and pray all night.

The regent sent away the little eunuch in the palace and reclined on the long couch of Huanghuali Luo Guo Que horseshoe feet in the main courtyard, which was covered with soft satin, which was very comfortable. Yan Xiao quietly peeled the new fruit, and fed one to the regent from time to time.

The princess looked at the contemplative regent and said with a smile: "Sister Lin is favored and loved by the imperial sister, and it is also a creation. Lord Wang, are you reluctant? ”

Princess Huihe is not easy to get along with, and in recent years, her temperament has become more and more withdrawn, and she can't please him at leisure.

Lin's can always surprise her.