The dull and distant bell came from a distance, and Concubine Lin walked in front of the Buddha statue step by step with the support of the palace maid.

"Concubine Lin has arrived. ”

With the sharp and slender voice of the eunuch, everyone in the hall knelt down in unison.

"Concubine Lin, Wan Fu Jin'an. ”

Concubine Lin smiled at the corner of her mouth, looking down on all beings.

In the past, he could only kneel down and look up at the grace and luxury of the queen, but today, he can finally stand here and be worshipped.

"Let's get flat!"

Concubine Lin smiled wildly, saying that it was a blessing, and a few people would believe it, whether this so-called blessing was for the people of the world, or to satisfy her selfishness, maybe only she knew.

The scene in front of him flashed one after another, Xie Fuyao Buddha was electrocuted, and the memories of his previous life were like unscrewed faucets, pouring into his mind in a steady stream.

In the previous life, he was like this, in the eyes of thousands of people, wearing a beautiful skin, standing in the most luxurious place.

They only envy their status and glory, but no one cares how long they have been preparing for all this, how long they have been working hard.

No one wants to understand their tired and fragile heart under all the glamour.

The complexity and triviality of the affairs in the palace, Wei Zheng's suspicion and distrust, the endless draft year after year, the women in the palace are like endless flowers, one after another.

From anger and resentment at the beginning, to wishful thinking at the end of self-deception.

I have been living in the beautiful dream woven by Wei Zheng and love, and in the dream, I lost my freedom, lost myself, lost my relatives, and finally lost my life.

The long line flowed slowly, Xie Fuyao was pushed without a trace, and the floodgates of memory suddenly closed.

raised his head, and just met the back of Wei Jingyao Shangxiang in front, handsome and tall.

Will he also become the Wei Zheng of the year!

Xie Fuyao murmured in his heart, love is a word, the price is too heavy, and if you taste it, you will be hurt.

"Eighth sister, what's the matter, she looks absent-minded, did you listen to what Concubine Lin taught you just now?" Xie Yurou raised her good-looking eyebrows and deliberately sneered.

"Third sister forgiveness, I may not have slept well yesterday and was a little uncomfortable, so I was shocked, you should be quiet, don't be heard by others. ”

Xie Fuyao deliberately pretended to be panicked, and looked at Xie Yurou with a pleading face.

"In front of all the mothers, you dare to be distracted, you are really bold enough. Xie Yurou sneered twice, unusually, and did not continue to embarrass Xie Fuyao.

In the Baohua Palace, everyone folded their hands, lowered their eyebrows, and prayed sincerely.

Starting from Concubine Lin, to the ladies of the palaces, and then to the princes, they took turns to pray for incense, and now they have reached the daughter of the courtiers, looking at the flowing figure in front of them, there is an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

Xie Fuyao followed behind Yuan Zheng and Xie Yurou, and walked to the Buddha statue in one step, holding incense in his left hand and holding it with his right hand, Yuan Zheng was in front, Xie Fuyao and Xie Yurou stood behind him.

Xie Yurou squinted and looked to the right, thinking that Xie Fuyao had never understood these etiquettes, and he would definitely be embarrassed in front of the palace today.

But she didn't want to, her movements were calm and calm, as if they were engraved in her bones.

With his left hand on top and his right hand on the bottom, Xie Fuyao held the incense and held it high above his head.

She didn't think as much as Xie Yurou, she just thought, hoping that after the blessing ceremony, the people would be able to live and work in peace and contentment, and be healthy and smooth.

It's just that this prayer doesn't seem to be of much use, because Xie Fuyao clearly knows what will happen next.

Thinking of the scene of the devastation of life in the previous life, Xie Fuyao still has palpitations in his heart now.

In a moment's effort, the incense in the hands of Yuan Zheng and Xie Yurou had been inserted into the incense burner, Xie Fuyao did not dare to slack off, and walked forward slowly.

The three sticks of incense are submerged in the ashes of the incense burner, and the cigarette smoke rises straight up, changing in a myriad of ways, floating in the air, like a layer of ethereal curtain, shrouded in front of the Buddha statue.

Xie Fuyao turned around leisurely, and for a moment, everyone held their breath, their pupils constricted, and they looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

The incense that had just been inserted into the incense burner by Xie Fuyao was broken in two.

The first half of the incense, which was still smoking, fell straight on the table, as if it had been cut off by someone.

"Bold!" The inner eunuch's hand holding the dust shook slightly, and such a taboo thing happened in this good blessing ceremony.

Yuan Zheng lowered his eyebrows, pretended to kneel on the ground in a panic, and his merciless words turned into sharp swords and stabbed at Xie Fuyao's back.

"Niangniang forgives her sins, Xiao Bayi missed it, which caused such a big disaster, and please ask Niangniang to spare her life for the sake of her youth. ”

"Niangniang forgives her sins, she doesn't have a heart for the eighth sister. Xie Yurou's heart was clear, and the speed of her movements was shocking.

Xie Fuyao knelt on his side, his brows furrowed, Yaoxiang was very unlucky when he burned incense, and in order to get rid of himself, Yuan Zheng really took great pains.

The incense just now passed through Yuan Zheng's hand before it reached her hand, and she must have secretly moved something.

I only blamed myself for being too careless, and I didn't even notice her small movements.

"I heard that she is the eighth lady of the Xie family, not only has a perverse personality, but also has a bad character. ”

"Yes, I heard that she has lost her mother since she was a child, if it weren't for the eldest lady of the Xie family, she might not know what would have become. ”

"Other people's incense is good, why is it just his break, isn't it that even the Buddha doesn't want to see her. ”

The broken words below seemed to have long legs and feet, and he reached Xie Fuyao's ears, deeply tormenting her nerves.

No one noticed that the eldest lady of the Xie family, who was kneeling on the futon, secretly hooked up a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the effect she wanted had been achieved.

"Niang Niang Mingjian, praying for the country is about sincerity and spirituality, burning incense and worshiping Buddha is just a form, and what really matters is the mind of all sentient beings. ”

Xie Fu knelt up straight, his words were sincere, and his eyes were calm and indifferent.

"After days of heavy rain, the emperor slept at night in order to deal with the disaster and government affairs, and did not dare to sleep, and the soldiers outside the city fulfilled their duties, controlled floods and saved waters, and did not dare to be lazy, and these merits could not be extinguished because there was no prayer. ”

Xie Fuyao said bluntly, "The courtiers said so much, but they just felt that doing things for the victims of the disaster was not confined to the form, Yaoxiang was not what the courtiers wanted, and no one could avoid accidents." ”

"Miss Xie is right, it's just an accident, what's the fuss about?"

Hearing the voice behind him, Xie Fuyao was slightly stunned, it turned out to be Wei Zheng, he spoke for himself, what kind heart could he have.

Eighty percent of them are weasels giving New Year's greetings to chickens, so maybe they have some bad ideas.