When Jun Changning and the others went out of the city with Xie Lanyong, Xie Qingge had just come out of the Taiji Hall in the crown prince's court clothes, and the emperor was slightly ill, and the prince who was in charge of the country always had to work harder than usual. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He looked up at the somewhat gloomy sky, waved the jade chariot away, leaving only the little boy behind him, and walked back to the East Palace.

The palace maids along the way knelt silently to greet them, and when they were far away, they dared to quietly look up at their backs, blushing and sighing, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was really as rumored, and his demeanor was terrifying.

There is a pond of thousand-petal lotus in the East Palace, white, when the flowers bloom, the lotus fragrance is overflowing and elegant, it is the prince's favorite scenery. At this time, it is early spring, and the chill has not completely faded, and there are only a few round leaves in the turquoise pool, which is really of little value to see.

Xie Qingge stood by the pool, his eyes fell on the water, his fingers gently caressing a stone-carved amulet in his purse, his expression was calm. He's used to hiding his emotions, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong with it, and everyone around him is like that, he just does it more thoroughly.

Xiao Tong hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and stepped forward: "Your Highness, your body should not stay in a damp and shady place for a long time. ”

The air seemed to be silent for a moment, and at this moment, a cool breeze blew on the surface of the pool, Xie Lanyong's robe sleeves moved slightly, covered his lips and coughed lightly, as if he didn't sigh.

He turned around and walked towards the dormitory, and asked casually, "She—have they already left?" ”

The little boy who had no head or brainless questions understood, and he couldn't think of a way to comfort his master, so he could only answer in a low voice: "Yes, at this time, I'm afraid I'm out of the city gate." ”

Xie Lanyong paused slightly, nodded, and didn't ask anything more.

In the distance, the crown princess Xiao Chen, who was wearing a pale red palace dress, was looking forward to him, and when she saw him, she showed a happy smile and greeted him, and said with a light smile: "Don't you know if you're hungry?" Breakfast is almost cold! ”

"Not anymore." For letting his wife wait, Xie Qingge promised with a warm smile, and gently took her slightly cool hand and wrapped it in the palm of his hand.

Xiao Chen lowered his eyebrows and smiled, a faint shame flashed at the corners of his eyes, and his voice couldn't help but be even more delicate: "Let's eat first!" ”

The two walked into the main hall together, for them, it doesn't matter what they think in their hearts, the important thing is that they are destined to be together until they grow old in this life.

Daxiangguo Temple, Xie Lanyong was talking about Buddhism with the abbot inside, Feng Lin said that he wanted to walk around, and Zhuge Qing practiced swords in the open space, which attracted many small novices to watch, and his eyes lit up. Su Ming seemed to have gone to say goodbye to Cui Jinyu yesterday, and when she came back, she was in a very bad mood, she didn't deal with Feng Lin and Jun Changning, and stood there with her arms on her face impatiently watching Zhuge Qing practice swords.

Jun Changning stood under a stout peach tree in the corner, his face full of surprise.

This peach tree is said to be more than 300 years old, is the historian of the year Princess Mo Jiang planted by his own hands, has experienced three withering and three glory, is regarded by many people as a symbol of auspiciousness, every year before the spring, the students of the policy department have to come here to make a wish or something, ask Princess Mo Jiang to bless the clouds.

Not to mention whether it works or not, it seems that the students who don't come to the trip are more old-fashioned than others, and in the long run, it has become a scene of the Great Xiangguo Temple.

The branches of the peach tree twisted and knotted, and one of the branches extending from the root closest to the root grew almost parallel to the ground, Jun Changning looked around, and saw that no one was paying attention, so he jumped lightly, jumped on it, rested his head on his hands, and closed his eyes comfortably, she got up too early today, and she didn't sleep enough.

Ben just wanted to take a nap, but he didn't expect to have a nightmare.

The heat of the fire almost roasted her whole person, since her cultivation, Jun Changning could almost be said to be extremely insensitive to the temperature of the outside world, but at this moment, she felt that she was about to faint.

She vaguely felt that something was wrong, she was obviously waiting for the master outside the Great Xiangguo Temple, how could she appear here, confused and could not isolate the heat wave around her, Jun Changning looked at this fiery space, and hesitated to take a step forward.

In an instant, the deafening sound wave was as sharp as a thousand daggers hitting her eardrums, and before she fainted, she faintly saw a magnificent shadow struggling and writhing wildly on the flames.

The girl lying on the branch of the peach tree suddenly opened her eyes, sat up profusely and sweated, and almost fell off before she could grasp her balance. Jun Changning wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, rubbed his twitching temples, and his face was full of inexplicability.

"What's wrong with you?" Feng Lin came from a distance, looked at her pale face worriedly, and threw a dust clearing trick on her.

Jun Changning said depressedly: "It's not much, it's just a nightmare, and I'm scared!" "Bad luck!

Feng Lin couldn't cry or laugh, and handed her an oiled paper bag: "Give it, eat it." ”

The two chubby vegetarian buns made Jun Changning smile, and quickly forgot the nightmare, "Ah woo" bit off the small half, and the taste made her eyes light up: "It's delicious, senior sister, where did you buy it?" ”

"Eat yours, if you like it, they won't look at it." Her gaze swept over Zhuge Qing and Su Ming in the distance, those two people, even if she handed them over, they didn't eat.

Jun Changning smiled embarrassedly and ate the buns seriously.

Just when there were more and more people watching Zhuge Qing practice swords, Xie Lanyong, who was covered with a mask, walked out accompanied by the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, and saw this lively scene that rarely appeared in Buddhism, the abbot smiled tolerantly and gently, and saluted the silver-haired young man in front of him with his hands folded.

Xie Lanyong nodded faintly.

Zhuge Qing put away his sword, Su Ming turned around, Jun Changning jumped off the branch, and Feng Lin raised his eyes and turned back.

At this moment, each of them grew into a beautiful demeanor far beyond ordinary people, the gloomy sky fell thin rain, and the silver-haired young man covered with a mask was condescending, his eyes were deep and indifferent.

The solemn and tranquil main hall of Xiangguoji Temple and the novice monks who come and go become their background, as if the color of the photos washed away by time, the old and persistent freeze in this moment.

Xiuzhen Realm

There was a violent roar from the main hall of the Taihe Sect, and the little boy who was dozing off was so frightened that he stood up straight and his nerves tensed.

"Why? Tell me why? How many of our monks' lives have been stained on his hands, and we still have to raise disciples for him? Haha, when did the cultivation realm become more innocent than the mortal world? I disagree! I don't agree to kill it! The silver-haired, wrinkled old man glared angrily, over-emotionally involved in an old wound that had not yet healed, and he slammed down on the armrest and coughed heartbreakingly.

His most outstanding apprentice was slaughtered by Xie Chanxi, and even he himself was seriously injured and his realm was unstable, so it was impossible for him to agree to give his adopted apprentice surnamed Xie! Unless Xie Chanxi also wants to taste the taste of watching his beloved disciple die in front of his eyes!

Although the other dozen or so people in the main hall were not as violent as Lin Zhenren, they were all silent. Which of them didn't have a loved one who died at the hands of Xie Chanxi, and now they have to raise apprentices for each other, Xie Chanxi really dares! He is not afraid that they will take revenge on his disciples for what they have suffered!

Of course, for such a cold-blooded person, perhaps, a dead apprentice is really nothing! It's not a matter of trying your best to keep it around, it's a big deal to look for it again!

Pushing themselves and others, everyone's expressions are uncertain.

Bai Jingtong sighed, compared to two years ago, he was still as handsome as jade, but his temples were dyed with a few strands of frost white, adding a bit of vicissitudes.

"That's it!"