This is a charcoal in the snow, and Yu Wanying naturally accepted it with a smile. It must be too late to make the clothes www.biquge.info the pen "Fun", even if you find the best tailor to measure the size, you can't make it tomorrow.

In addition to Yu Wanying, there is another person who is also ready to move because of the Shangsi Festival. That is Princess Bo Wang Qin.

Wang Qin was anxious, but it was not because of the marriage, she was even pregnant, and it was reasonable that she didn't have to join in the fun at all.

That's why she's upset. Because she was less than three months pregnant, Prince Bo accompanied her almost step by step, let alone let her go out.

But "she" wants to go out, "she" has to go out, there is another host in the body, and "she" can't kill her. I didn't expect that the unruly lady was so obsessed with Yuan Wangye, and a wisp of ghost was always condensed.

Therefore, he is going to the mountain behind the Crane View, and the Lingchi is the last retreat he left for himself. The aura in the spirit pool for nearly a hundred years is exactly what he needs right now.

At that time, he was greatly injured by Ying Wu's calculations, and he had no choice but to put himself on Wang Qin, not because he was satisfied with Wang Qin's body, but because Wang Qin was a woman - a woman could conceive and give birth to a child, and he put all his hope of returning to the world on the pregnant fetus. At the moment when the fetus is born, the soul is the weakest, and it is the best time to take the master.

There were still nearly seven or eight months before the fetus was delivered, and he had to absorb the spiritual energy in the spirit pool in order to restrain Wang Qin's primordial spirit and occupy this body more firmly.

She originally wanted to take advantage of the absence of Prince Bo to take the opportunity to go to the Crane Temple under the pretext of watching the sacrificial ceremony. But the problem now is that no matter how much she is sprinkled and coaxed, she does her best to do her best to be soft and hard, and Prince Bo does not agree to her going to the eastern suburbs to enjoy, as if she is hard-hearted. It's really not good.

Wang Qin's heart was filled with anger, and the long sleeves of his neon robe were flicked hard, like a red cloud floating over the flower table. The maid who was squatting on the ground was cleaning up the debris all over the ground, and was suddenly spilled with water.

What the princess swept down this time was a long-necked beauty bottle with an undulating waist, about half a person high, and it contained a special fragrance made by Princess Bo herself. In the end, the beauty bottle did not escape the fate of scattering.

What is incomprehensible is that Bo Wangye listened to the roar of the Hedong lion in his ears, and he was not angry at all, and the corners of his mouth even smiled.

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble. As soon as the three months are over, the king will take you out for a walk, and you can go wherever you want. Tomorrow Dongcheng will be crowded, how can I rest assured that you go out alone? ”

In the first month of March, the three Luoshui sacrifices are the highlight of the Shangsi Festival, and the emperor has to come in person every year, and they are naturally indispensable to these noble ministers. If she had been with him, she would not have been able to go anywhere.

Wang Qin inadvertently turned half of his apricot eyes, and prayed with all his grievances: "Lord, then, that concubine will not go to the eastern suburbs to watch the sacrificial ceremony." The concubine only went to Sanguan Temple to burn incense, and brought a maid to escort her, so as to ensure that nothing would happen. ”

Looking at her delicate and lovely appearance, she half-swallowed and half-vomited her grievances when she spoke, and Prince Bo's heart was like winter and spring, turning into a pool of spring water. "Then I'll make arrangements and let Guard Min accompany you tomorrow. But let's say that we can only go to Sanguan Temple, and we can't go to a crowded place. ”

Wang Qin broke into tears and laughed, "The concubine obeys orders." ”

When Bo Wang Ye turned around, Wang Qin put away the smile on his face and closed his eyes tightly. The severe headache struck again, and the stinky girl was still exerting her strength on the spiritual enchantment she had set up, desperately trying to take her body back.

Wang Qin forced himself to lie back on the bed. Tomorrow, tomorrow will make her go up in smoke.

Tossing and turning all night, Wang Qin slept very unsteadily. Bo Wang Ye thought that she was uncomfortable caused by her first pregnancy, so she shushed the cold and asked for warmth from time to time, got up in the middle of the night to pour water for her, and asked the maid to cook food for her, and got up after almost only sleeping for an hour or two. And Wang Qin almost waited until the sky broke and the headache subsided, probably because the original body had no strength.

Before entering the palace, Prince Bo once again told the group of people who were about to accompany the princess out of the house, asking them to obey the arrangements of the Min guards when they went out. After thousands of instructions, Prince Bo reluctantly left King Bo's mansion.

When the sky was about half a red sun, Wang Qin woke up from a nightmare. She cheered up and told the maids to hurry up and dress her up.

After getting dressed, she planned to go directly to Sanguan Temple, but she heard the maid say: "Princess, you better have breakfast before going, but now you are a double body, and you can't be sloppy." Besides, Guard Min hasn't arrived yet, and we can't get out. ”

Although Wang Qin was not happy, he could only nod. Now, Ji Jing is her umbrella, and she can't lose his favor. At least, not at the moment.

When the Min guards arrived, they couldn't help but cry out in surprise when they heard that the princess had already gotten up, and Prince Bo specially told him to come over later, just to let the princess sleep a little longer. But looking at the princess's face, it seems that he came too late.

In less than half an hour, a group of more than ten people settled in Sanguan Temple, and the journey was smooth.

Today, most of the carriages and horses go to the eastern suburbs, and there are fewer pedestrians in the center of the inner city, and there are only three or two pilgrims who come to Sanguan Temple.

Wang Qin went to the main hall of Sanguan Temple, burned incense and prayed for blessings according to the etiquette, and listened to the Taoist priest in the temple, and then asked for a peace charm.

Guarding Min waited outside for a long time, dozing off with boredom. Halfway through sleep, he suddenly woke up, and when he saw the desertion inside and outside the temple, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly. The prince asked him to protect the princess, and he really used a knife to kill chickens.

As everyone knows, Wang Qin has taken the maid through the side hall to the backyard of the Immortal Temple. Out of the backyard and walking up to the two pillars of incense, it is where the spiritual pool is located. The backyard of the Immortal Temple has always been inaccessible, but today for some reason, the little Taoist priests come and go in groups.

It's like something happened in the view.

What's even more strange is that those Taoist priests didn't stop her when they saw her going to the back mountain. It's a real wonder. The spirit pond in the back mountain is not open to outsiders, and three famous cranes are raised by the spirit pool, which has always been hidden. How could it be so easy to let it go today.

Wang Qin couldn't help but think of the nightmare he had when he woke up in the morning, in which he vomited a pool of blood, so much so that he woke up from the pain. This dream is not a good omen.

She hurried to the back of the mountain, her mind leaping rapidly.

The maid behind her couldn't help but remind: "Princess, slow down, slow down." ”

But no one could stop Wang Qin's pace.

Until Wang Qin saw the corpse of an immortal crane through the gap in the body of several little Taoist priests. The crane fell crookedly on the gravel-strewn wetland, its legs stretched straight in front of a person for the first time, its eyes slightly closed, and its expression of staring at the world was gone.

"Master, how did the crane die in a good manner, it looked like it was alive and kicking a few days ago." A little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi looked at Yuan Jian and asked with a bitter face. (To be continued.) )