After arriving at the cemetery and paying homage to all the ancestors, the mighty motorvoy began to embark on the road back to the palace. By the evening, the convoy was back in Nanmian City. When they came to a certain place, the convoy suddenly stopped, and after a short time, the king of Nanmian boarded the car of Bei Susan and said, "Wang'er, let's go and meet your queen mother." ”

Bei asked puzzledly: "Didn't we just worship in front of the queen mother's mausoleum?" ”

King Nanmian smiled and said, "Since you are passing by here, my father will take you to see the portrait of the queen mother." Come down. ”

Bei Jue Se jumped out of the car in confusion, but saw a wide stone road appear in front of him, at the end of the road was a temple of some size, and above the temple gate hung a plaque made of mahogany with several vigorous and powerful gold lacquer characters written on it. With the results of these days of hard work in learning the Nanmian language, Bei Juese can barely see that there is a word "Guang" on the plaque.

Bei Juese asked uncertainly: "Father, this is Guangganji Temple?" ”

King Nanmian nodded and said, "Exactly." After saying that, he turned around and ordered: "Dong Gongzi, Meng Chao, Meng Qing, you follow this king into the temple, and the others are waiting here." ”

King Nanmian first went to the stone road and walked towards the temple. A little novice standing in front of the temple door hurriedly saluted with his hands folded, and after the king of Nammian said something to him, he nodded, put his hands together again, and walked away.

King Nanmian took everyone into the temple, at this time there were no pilgrims in the temple, and the monks in the temple may have gone to do evening classes, so they did not see a few monks all the way over.

After passing through several halls and corridors, King Nanmian led everyone to a room that looked not much different from the other places in the temple, except that the door of this room was not as open as in other places.

King Nanmian stood still, turned back and took the hand of the northern beauty, and said to the others, "Please wait here." ”

He pushed open the door and led the north to enter, and closed the door again. As soon as I entered, I saw that the light was not very well lit in the room, and the smoke filled every corner of the room with a strong sandalwood fragrance, so thick that it seemed to entangle and swallow up the candlelight burning in the house, and even more smoked tears poured out involuntarily.

King Nanmian familiarly took out some candles from a certain corner, lit them in several corners in turn, and pushed open two windows by the way. The fresh air that poured in immediately dispelled a lot of smoke, and Bei Jue's eyes felt a lot more comfortable. Only then did he see the environment of the house, which was enshrined in the center of a half-human-tall statue of Guanyin, with an incense burner in front of it. King Nanmian lit a few sticks of incense, handed one to Bei Juese, and motioned for him to incense Guanyin. After the incense, the king of Nanmian took him to the back of the statue of Guanyin, it turned out that behind the statue of Guanyin, there were two portraits on the left and one on the right, there was an offering table in front of the portrait, in addition to an incense burner, fruits and flowers were also enshrined, and there was a black wooden box on the left offering table.

King Nanmian led Bei Juese to the portrait on the left and said, "She is your queen mother." As he spoke, he lit a few sticks of incense and inserted them into the incense burner. Bei Juese also hurriedly put on incense, and then looked up at the portrait on the wall.

I was not surprised to see a face identical to my own, except that the portrait was of a young woman with a high bun, wearing a luxurious lilac dress with a sweet smile on her face.

When Bei Jue looked at the portrait, King Nanmian said beside him: "This is the only portrait of your queen mother." In the past, my father asked the best painter in Nanmian to paint a lot of portraits of your mother. But after her death, the Queen Mother was afraid that her father would see things and think about people, so she quietly destroyed your mother's belongings, including her portrait. By the time I knew to stop it, all the portraits were burned to this one. ”

Hearing him say this, Bei Juese couldn't help but look at the portrait of the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

King Nanmian patted his hand lightly and said, "Wang'er, you also come by the way to give a pillar of incense to the righteous brother of the father and the queen mother." ”

After speaking, he walked to the portrait on the right with Bei Jue and put a few incense sticks in front of it. Bei Juese looked up at the portrait, and in the portrait was a handsome man in white with a radiant and graceful demeanor. The appearance of that man, Bei Juese must have never seen it before, but it looked a little familiar. What is it about this place that feels familiar? Bei Juese looked at the portrait again in confusion, and finally saw that the man in the painting had a pale blue prismatic birthmark on the center of his eyebrows. This special birthmark, he had seen it on the forehead of Chaoxia in the palace of Daming!

Bei Juese suppressed the surprise in his heart and asked, "Father, who is this in the portrait?" ”

King Nanmian said: "His name is Qiu Wuxian, he is the father, your mother, and the brother-in-law of Concubine Yun." He stared at the portrait and fell into the memories of the past, "Brother Yi, he was the most outstanding man in the Nanmian country back then, not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also a good martial arts, and he was a 'traceless son' that everyone in the Nanmian country knew and no one knew." It's a pity that such an outstanding talent ended up dying young. ”

Bei Juese thought for a while and said, "I heard Concubine Yun say that in addition to her, there was also her brother-in-law who accompanied her queen mother back then, and that brother-in-law is this traceless son?" ”

King Nanmian nodded and said, "That's right, it's him." Back then, I was supposed to personally accompany your mother to Daming, but a few days before departure, the queen mother fell seriously ill for no reason and was in critical condition. Your queen mother asked me to take care of the queen mother with peace of mind, and she could go back to her parents' house by herself, but I didn't worry about letting her go on the road alone at all, just when I was worried, Concubine Yun and my brother took the initiative to escort your queen mother back to her parents' house. In the absence of any other way, I agreed to their request. Who knows, your mother and brother-in-law will never return. For many years, my father has been thinking that if he didn't agree to his brother-in-law's request and insisted on accompanying your mother on the road, my brother-in-law would not have died tragically in a foreign land. Unfortunately, there are no ifs. Later, my father specially asked the painter who had seen my brother to paint this portrait and put it here for worship, hoping that he, who died a tragic death like your mother, would be able to ascend to bliss as soon as possible and avoid the suffering of reincarnation. After speaking, King Nanmian sighed, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Listening to the words of King Nanmian, an unnatural feeling surged in Bei Juese's heart, but he couldn't say what that unnaturalness was. He didn't say anything to King Nanmian, just remained silent as if nothing had happened. He planned to discuss with the senior brother after returning to the palace to see if the senior brother could find an answer.