All kinds of strange things in the Guogong Mansion made Fu Yanwu unwilling to stay for a quarter of an hour. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Before leaving, she asked Mama Cui to go to the forbidden land of the Guogong Mansion to pick up a stone casually, and pretend to bring the dirt back.

In fact, she gained a lot today. The plan to steal Dongzhu was abandoned, but he inadvertently absorbed the aura of the resentful spirit on Wang Qin's body. She could feel that the aura inside Yingluo was filled with a lot.

Fang Cai, let everyone chant the incantation of "The Great Compassion Mantra", not only to restore Fu Man's innocence, but also to dispel grievances and take the soul.

However, she had a very bad premonition.

Why did Wang Qin steal Dongzhu. She is the concubine of Bo Wangzheng, and Bo Wang Ye is a person who has never been thrifty, so it stands to reason that she will not lose her reputation because of a Dongzhu.

If she hadn't seen Wang Qin walk into Princess Zhan's room through Mengbu, she wouldn't have believed that Princess Bo would steal something.

If you were someone else, you wouldn't believe it.

So what is her motive, a moment of greed?

Not like.

After the resentful spirit was removed, Wang Qin's words and deeds changed, like a delicate and willful young lady. That seemed to be who she was.

So, does Wang Qin know that he is entangled by resentful spirits?

"Miss, you can go." It's Mama Cui who is back.

Fu Yanwu motioned to Sandalwood to take care of Fu Manyou, and the group walked outside the gate of the Guogong Mansion.

The feast has not yet ended, and there is still a banquet in the evening. Therefore, the garden of the Guogong Mansion is still full of people.

Walking to the gate, Yanwu saw the chubby princess Hui. The princess also seems to be planning to leave.

When Princess Hui saw Yanwu, she smiled and said, "You're also leaving, I'm going back too." The Wang family was so hot that I was sweating a lot. I'll send you a post when I get back, and you're going to pick it up. ”

Yanwu nodded.

Princess Hui was about to get into the carriage, but suddenly turned around and said, "You are very powerful, you guessed my mind." ”

Seeing that the princess's carriage was far away, Fuchen hurriedly asked, "Miss, when did you guess, why don't I know." ”

Miss Hui didn't write, so she guessed the princess's mind.

Sandalwood chuckled and got into Fu Manyou's carriage.

Fuchen instantly understood, it must have been Sandalwood who handed Princess Hui a note. But what was Princess Hui thinking at the time, she also wanted to know.

"Miss, tell the slave what answer you have guessed. If you listen to it like this, you will hang the slave and maid. ”

Fu Yanwu didn't react.

After a glance at the dust, the young lady wandered again, so she had to put down her doubts stupidly, thinking that she would find Sandalwood for the answer later.

Who knew that after Fu Yanwu woke up, he wrote: Go to Hanshan Temple, quickly.

The dust was helpless to lift the curtain. "Brother Zhao, don't go back to the house first, go to Hanshan Temple."

Looking back, the third lady was in a daze at the handful of dirt brought out by Mama Cui.

Fuchen asked curiously, "Miss, but you found something special, is there anything strange about this soil?" ”

Fu Yanwu didn't react.

She did find something special. Thanks to the princess, Princess Hui reminded her of her words before leaving.

Princess Hui is in the development period, and she has not developed into a fat person without control. Fat people are the most afraid of heat, so Princess Hui is more sensitive than her.

The Pingguo Mansion is indeed hot, but it is not because of the bright sun today, and it will not take long to feel the chill of winter.

Obviously, it is the Pingguo Mansion that is hotter than the outside. Today's banquet is still set up outdoors, and it is impossible to have such heating facilities as Dilong outdoors, but none of the guests are cold.

Previously, she thought that the weather was good today, but now, she came to a conclusion that there was something abnormal in the Pingguo Mansion.

First of all, the temperature is abnormal.

Without a thermometer, you can't get accurate data, but you can get an approximate estimate.

If it is now less than 10 degrees outside, then the temperature in the Pingguo Mansion should be between 20 and 25 degrees.

The evidence is twofold. One is the pot of peony flowers, under normal circumstances, peonies do not bloom in winter;

The second is the chongyang wood. Princess Zhan and Fu Manyou both stood under that tree, so they were stained with the "oil" that fell from the tree, in fact, it was the secretion of aphids. And the aphids on the Chongyang wood should be something that appears in summer.

That is to say, Dafeng has entered winter, and Guogong Mansion is still spending summer.

Isn't this the reversal of the seasons?

Fu Yanwu looked at the soil on the table, and didn't dare to continue to ponder deeply.

The reversal of the four seasons confirms the aberration of heaven that Master said before his death. It's creepy just thinking about it.

Fu Yanwu put his hand on the dirt, planning to use Mengbu to go to the forbidden land of the Guogong Mansion to see what was going on.

Bikachu shouted, "Yanyan, don't go in." ”

Bikachu is a blessed spirit, but his voice at the moment is filled with fear.

Fu Yanwu gritted his teeth, what kind of monster can make Fu Ling afraid. She's going to have to check it out.

"Yanyan, don't go. Your spirit is also aura, and if you are sucked in, you will not be able to get out. ”

Yanwu asked in his heart: What did you feel when you approached that place?

"I felt weak, like if I went in and it would fall apart."

Only then did Yanwu withdraw his hand, and Fu Ling's advice had to be taken carefully. Her spiritual eyes are not fully opened now, and her spiritual energy has been consumed, if her spiritual spirit is really sucked in by something, it will be more than worth the loss.

Fu Yanwu packed up the soil and decided to bring it into the illusion of Bumen before making plans.

After more than an hour, I arrived at Hanshan Temple. Passing by the first master's chamber, Yanwu saw an acquaintance walk out.

It was Mr. Zheng who helped her improve the Zhuangzi and transplant the bamboo forest when she first came here.

Mr. Zheng saw the long-lost third lady and smiled.

Yanwu remembered the matter of peony and brought him into the abbot's meditation room. The pen wrote: Dare to ask sir, there have been peonies cultivated recently.

Mr. Zheng was shocked: "The third lady has really become a fortune operator, this can be calculated." The old man did raise dozens of pots of peony flowers. It's also a strange thing, this peony can only bloom in the Pingguo Mansion, and I think it is the good water and soil of the Pingguo Mansion. ”

Yanwu asked again: It was only raised in the Pingguo Mansion?

"The old man is absolutely not half-talking. The third lady is my nobleman, how can I deceive this. My husband is a birthday boy and invited me to the house two months ago to play with flowers and plants. The peony bloomed in the middle of the month, and the old man wondered. ”

Yanwu frowned, who did the peony flowers in the Zhan Wangfu send from.

Asked again: Can the flowering peony be given away?

Mr. Zheng pulled his beard violently. "Oh, the old man actually forgot about this stubble. Master Zhiyuan loves peonies, and the old man gave him a pot. The third lady asked what this was for? ”

Yanwu suddenly realized that the peony flowers in the Zhan Wangfu were given by the first monk. Master Zhiyuan has always liked to walk in the homes of the powerful in Beijing, and it is normal to cling to the prince of Zhan.

"Third Miss, but what's wrong with the peony flower?"

Yanwu wrote: It's better not to plant anymore.

Mr. Zheng was puzzled. "Why? Nowadays, many people are looking for peonies from me this winter. ”

Yanwu thought for a moment, whether there was a problem with the peony or not, but he couldn't tell the truth to the gardener in front of him.

wrote: Rare things are expensive, and they should not be more.

Mr. Zheng chewed it carefully, felt that it made sense, and thanked Fu Yanwu again.

Yanwu was worried, and looked at the dust.

Fuchen said: "Mr. Zheng, the slave will send you down the mountain." ”

The three of them dispersed. (To be continued.) )