Ji Yuluo completely believed the man, and couldn't wait to say, "Brother Moonlit Night!" So, those rumors are aimed at you with ulterior motives, aren't they? ”

The man looked at the oil lamp on the desk, and his slender phoenix eyes were as deep as the night, "In the past few years, an organization has risen in the rivers and lakes, called the Blood Pear Flower Organization. Legend has it that this organization has a strong background and the identity of its leader is very mysterious. They are well-informed, and most of the people in the organization know how to observe people, and the reason why there are those rumors, I think...... Most likely, they also know that you are a fake princess...... Deliberately confusing the public, blame me. ”

Such a rhetoric...... Ji Yuluo thought secretly:

If the Blood Pear Blossom Organization is as omnipotent as Moonlit Night says, then ...... The cunning Wu Jinhua must have known his identity and read his mind. Bloody pear blossom ......

She touched the outside of her left leg, "Then why is that pear blossom tattooed for me red?" ”

The man said: "When you practiced martial arts, you once wore a red dress, and the clothes danced with needles, which was extremely beautiful, and under the pear blossom tree, I had that inspiration." ”

Ji Yuluo is used to practicing martial arts in the pear blossom forest behind the courtyard. The man's explanation immediately dispelled the last doubt in her heart.

The man clasped Ji Yuluo's small fragrant shoulder, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a bewitching smile, "Luo'er!" I'm just going to pass on the book to you, isn't my purpose to force the prince to come out? You don't need to apply poison needles, just the non-toxic silver needles. ”

Ji Yuluo thought beautifully: This is good! In this way, it is just to scare Ji Ming.

This time, she was at ease.

The mood is relaxed, and the road back to the imperial city is even shorter......

Take a shortcut, in the middle of the night, the skytower lightning flew to the empty Nyoka Temple behind the main hall of the empty Nyoka Temple.

Ruokong has not yet fallen asleep, he is closing his eyes and chanting the scriptures, hearing the movement, his brows moving, but he does not open his eyes.

Tianlou knelt on his knees with a bang, kowtowed, his far-reaching ink eyes were full of frustration and helplessness, "Master! I heard Master Ruoling say that you are sick. Are you okay? ”

As a royal temple, Ewha Temple inherits the grace of the saints, and the Dharma of the Empress Chaoxian is contracted by the monks of Ewha Temple.

Ruokong opened his eyes and smiled slightly, "That's just an excuse!" Didn't you let Senior Brother Ruoling bring you a message as a teacher, don't worry? ”

Tianlou barely hooked the corners of his lips, "Master has been happy and quiet all his life, and that secular place for Dharma is indeed not suitable for Master!" ”

Ruokong hummed faintly.

Tianlou kowtowed again, "Master! Incompetent! I've been down the mountain for a few days, and I can't figure out many things. Confused. ”

After a while, Ruokong opened his lips lightly and said, "Lou'er!" You have too much burden, you must know that the number of days has been set, the catastrophe is inevitable, what should come will eventually come, and the truth will eventually be revealed! ”

Tianlou obliquely flew Ying and raised his sword eyebrows, "Master! But what do I do now? ”

Ruokong said: "Face it calmly!" ”

Tianlou's body softened, he lowered his head, and his heart was still dead.

"Master can't tell you anything." Ruokong looked at the half-open window. There, the mountain was high and the moon was bright, and the pear blossom tree in the moonlight was almost ruined, but in a few hours, the new shoots that sprouted from the branches grew up again, and they were a little more complete, "The pear blossoms are almost defeated." Go and sweep the courtyard of the teacher, just to realize the internal strength! ”

Tianlou turned his head to look out the window, it was pitch black, and he said in confusion: "Master! The apprentice's Nine Dragon Palms have been practiced to the nineth, and the pair of hook guns have also made it handy, why do you still have to understand the internal strength? ”

If you don't answer. Tianlou was helpless, so he had to go to the empty meditation room.

Ruokong said that he realized the internal strength, and he used the broom as a double-hook gun, and also regarded those pear blossoms as enemies.

Flying up and down, coiling left and right can be windy on the mountain, the pear blossoms that are finally piled up are blown by the mountain wind, and flutter and fly with the wind, and then scatter in the air.

Tianlou looked at the pear blossoms in the sky by the moonlight and worried, "When will this be swept clean?" ”

The door of the meditation room was gently opened, Ruokong Heshi stood in the door, the wind blew his robe, and he stood like an iron tower, "Manual is not as good as heartbeat, for the teacher to pass on your Nine Dragons Palm to the highest realm of intention to kill, the same is true for the double hook gun." ”

Tianlou's eyes widened a little, feeling too incredible.

Ruokong stepped out of the meditation room, looking at the pear blossoms flying in the air, his arms moving like a shadow. The two air currents were fast and powerful with the arms, and when they were all captured, the pear blossoms in the entire courtyard gathered in front of him with a whoosh, forming a cluster of beautiful flowers. But it was strange that Tianlou didn't feel the wind during the whole process. It's as if those flowers were accused by him after listening to Ruokong's heart.

Ruokong danced the ball of flowers and said: "Moving without wind, no matter how strong the opponent is, it is not your opponent." ”

When the words fell, if the empty arms shook, and closed the palms, the flowers turned into flower dust in an instant, drifting away with the wind.

Tianlou twitched his nose, the surprise in his heart dissipated, and he tried to do it like that, but he waved his arms and said with a bitter face: "Master!" With such a high and profound realm, the apprentice has to slowly realize. ”

Ruokong said: "Everything in the world is an illusion, free with the wind, calm and natural!" ”

Tianlou's eyes were bright and dark, "Master is asking the apprentice to let go of his heart and do it according to his heart!" ”

Ruokong smiled slightly, "Lou'er! It's a catastrophe and a fate! It starts with her and ends with her! ”

"That means don't worry!"

Ruokong smiled again, turned around and entered the meditation room.

The door then closed slowly, and through the crack came the empty old and ethereal words, "Come back quickly!" It will soon be the time of Xiahou Mingzhu's funeral. ”

Tianlou turned his head to look at the Qingshi Baiyue in the sky, hugged his fist towards the door, and his figure moved and disappeared in place......

Busy and busy, it is the end of the Yin time, which is the auspicious day of the zodiac when Xiahou Mingzhu is funeral for Empress Xian.

After the most solemn ceremony of the funeral, Ji Ming had to take a break.

poured a sip of tea brought by Xiaozi, frowned, supported his knees with his palms, and sat on the dragon chair in the small court hall with his head bowed.

According to his orders, Empress Chaoxian will be buried in the Chaoxian Garden on the west side of the Holy Emperor's Mausoleum. As the name suggests, the main mausoleum of the Holy Dynasty Emperor is the place where he and Empress Hua Yixue of Chaolong are buried together.

Now, Hua Yixue is buried in the Imperial Mausoleum of Beiming Mountain, and he doesn't know if he will be buried in the Holy Dynasty Mausoleum a hundred years later. Thinking of the great mausoleum that he had worked so hard to build, his favorite person could not sleep in it after his death, and he was full of sadness at the moment. What saddened him the most was that Xiahou Fu had always been secretly dissatisfied with Xiahou Mingzhu's burial in the Chaoxian Garden on the west side.

It is nothing more than that Hua Yixue already has another cemetery, and Xiahou Mingzhu, who is also the queen, should be buried in the main mausoleum. The Chaoxian Garden is obviously the palace where the concubines sleep.

He was honest with Xiahou Fu in this matter, and used the excuse that the main mausoleum was not perfect. said that he would not let Xiahou Mingzhu enter the main mausoleum.

With a long sigh, Ji Yuluo, who had just returned to the palace and changed into a set of plain clothes, gently pushed the door in.