There is no lewd rain and rain in Lingnan here; There is no Shu Road green mountain in Xishu here; There is no blue sea here; There is also no grace and extravagance of the Central Plains. Some are just thousands of miles of ice in the north, and the mountains are all over the white expanse, shrouding the entire city in the white world.

This is Shangjing, the capital of the Dali Dynasty.

Now that the Qingming season has passed, if it were in the south, it would already be raining during the Qingming season, but in the north, a thick snow just fell two days ago, turning this city into a sea of silver!

And Guo Xiang walked on the streets of Shangjing.

In fact, she has been in Shangjing for seven or eight days, but she has never found a suitable opportunity to get close to Princess Anle Lishu, so she will linger in Shangjing and refuse to leave.

Today she is going to the White Horse Temple in the upper capital.

Because she heard that Princess Anle Lishu was going to the White Horse Temple to offer incense today, she felt that this was her only chance to get close to Lishu.

When he arrived at the White Horse Temple, Guo Xiang handed over a piece of writing prepared in advance to a monk at the door.

The monk received a lot of Guo Xiang's incense money in the past two days, and Guo Xiang asked him to hang this calligraphy and painting in the meditation room of the other courtyard did not refuse, and said that this pair of words is very good, and the calligraphy of the city is not much better than that, and the calligraphy of the city of the country needs a hundred taels of silver to write a word, and it is necessary for people to be willing to do it, they have such a word in vain, and what reason can they refuse.

Seeing the guest monk leaving with a smile, Guo Xiang took a walk in the White Horse Temple, quietly waiting for Princess Anle to appear.

At noon, seeing that the weather had become much warmer, Guo Xiang knew that Princess Anle was about to go to the White Horse Temple, so he came to the door.

It's just that as soon as she reached the door, she saw a carriage stop at the gate of the White Horse Temple, and then a stunning-looking girl and a maidservant girl stepped out of the carriage. As soon as the girl got out of the car, the pilgrims at the gate of the White Horse Temple were exclaimed, because they were shocked by the face of the girl in front of them.

With her naturally beautiful skin, coupled with her shocking appearance, coupled with the white snow in the grass at the entrance of the White Horse Temple, the girl is like a fairy in the world, beautiful and refined, with a dusty breath that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Seeing the amazing face of the girl in front of her and the graceful and luxurious bearing of the other party, Guo Xiang guessed that she might be Princess Anle Lishu.

And after taking two more glances at Princess Anle's history, Guo Xiang shifted her attention to her handmaid.

Because Guo Xiang, the maidservant next to Princess Anle, feels very familiar, it seems that she has seen it somewhere, but where have you seen it? For a moment she couldn't think of it.

Guo Xiang's mind is now on Princess Anle, since she can't remember where she has seen this servant, she doesn't care about her, but she wouldn't have thought that if Ji Qingchen or Guo Quan saw this handmaid, the two would definitely be surprised. Because this maid is none other than Jiang Rou, who has been in the bloody storm in the city of Dayan Junlin for a while.

When the two walked into the White Horse Temple, they were personally received by the presiding abbot, and after the two finished the incense, they invited the two to the meditation room to rest. During this process, Jiang Rou never left Princess Anle for a single step, and Princess Anle seemed to be in a very bad mood, her face was a little pale, and her mood was very low.

Princess An Le and Jiang Rou were invited to the meditation room, and the presiding abbot left. There were only two people left in the meditation room, Princess An Le and Jiang Rou.

Seeing that there was no room around, Jiang Rou said in a low voice, "Princess, you have eaten so much and cried for him, but now he is going to marry Princess Dream of the Yi clan, it is simply too hateful, please take care of your body, it is not worth it to hurt your body for such a negative man." ”

"He-" Princess Anle seemed to be reluctant to mention this man, paused, and then spoke, "He, he won't do this, I believe him, and even if he does, I can understand his distress." ”

"Princess-" Jiang Rou was about to speak, when she heard Princess An Le say to herself, "It's just that I'm thinking, he has something unspeakable, why is he unwilling to tell me, unwilling to give me an explanation?" Doesn't he know the way, I just understand him, but I'm also a woman, and I also need his explanation? ”

"Princess, he is married to Princess Dream, why are you still looking for him." Jiang Rou said indignantly, "If it were me, I would have forgotten about this negative man a long time ago." With the appearance and status of a princess, who is not happy to marry? Why bother with such a person? ”

"Jiang Rou, I know that my parents sent you to me for the purpose of monitoring me, I know this but I won't break it, but you also have to pay attention to your identity, and know what to say and what not to say." Princess An Le glanced at Jiang Rou and reprimanded in a cold tone, because the person she liked, no matter how unbearable she was, it would not be the turn of others to make irresponsible remarks, not to mention that she knew that her Qingchen brother would not leave her alone.

"The maid has learned and asked the princess to atone for her sins." Jiang Rou said in a low voice, but there was no respectful attitude in her words, and even a fierce color flashed in her eyes that could not be detected by external heat.

"You go down, I want to rest—" Princess Anle said, but before she finished speaking, she was stunned, because her eyes were fixed on a regular script in the meditation room, this character is quite calligraphy Yan Zhenqing's style bones, but it is much stronger than Yan Ti, and at a glance she knows that Lu Dao is written by a person who holds the lives of tens of millions of people.

Maybe others appreciate this character, they will only figure it out from the structure of the word, the overall layout of the character, and the pen power of the writing, but Princess Anle is very clear about the meaning of this character appearing here.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Princess An Le was stunned before she finished speaking, Jiang Rou was frightened and hurriedly asked.

"Oh, it's nothing, you go and call the monk Zhike, I have something to ask him." Princess An Le suppressed the excitement in her heart and said to Jiang Rou.

"Yes." Jiang Rou took the order and left the meditation room.

In the middle of the sound, Jiang Roujin took the monk to the meditation room. It's just that before the monk could greet him, Jiang Rou asked, "Where did this character in your meditation room come from?" ”

"This-" The monk glanced at the painting he had just hung up in the morning, and asked a little puzzled, "This is sent by a pilgrim in the morning, the little monk thinks that this painting is well written, so he hung it in the meditation room, I don't know what the donor of the Dao Dao has to say?" ”

The monk naturally does not know the identity of Princess Anle, and only the host of the White Horse Temple and a few monks who have attained the Tao know the identity of Princess Anle, but the distinguished guests who can be personally received by the abbot, and the monk also knows the weight of the Tao, and he does not dare to slack off when answering.

"I want this painting, I wonder if Lu Daogui Temple can cut love? Of course, I won't ask for your stuff for nothing. Princess An Le said.

Since the donor likes this painting, the temple is willing to give it away. However, in the morning, the monk just received this word, and gave it away in the afternoon, which is indeed a little, or the donor will talk to the owner of this word, and get her consent, how about we send this word to you? The monk said with a little embarrassment.

"Is the owner of this painting in your temple?" Jiang Rou asked.

"It was still there just now, so I guess I haven't left yet!" The monk replied.

"Then you go and invite him to the meditation room!" Princess An Le said, and said to Jiang Rou, "I want to live here for two people, you go and prepare!" ”

"Yes." Jiang Rou and Zhike Monk took the order and left the meditation room at the same time.

After a while, I saw that the monk took Guo Xiang away from the meditation room, and when the monk left, Li Shu was surprised that the owner of the word in front of him was a woman, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Princess, do you think this painting is familiar?" Guo Xiang asked generously.

"Yes." Princess An Le said, her expression was a little gloomy, "It's his word, I don't know how it fell into your hands." ”

"I stole it." Guo Xiang said.

"What? You stole it? Princess An Le was shocked, she grew up with Ji Qingchen's childhood sweetheart, she naturally knew that Ji Qingchen was skilled, and it was not easy to steal such a word from Ji Qingchen! But the girl in front of her has done it, this- who is she?

"That's right! Who else can you steal if you don't steal him, he's my ninth brother! Guo Xiang said with a grin.

"He's your ninth brother, and you're Princess Dayan?" Princess An Le was even more surprised, her eyes stared at Guo Xiang tightly, and she couldn't believe Guo Xiang's words.

"Naturally not, we met in Pingshui and experienced life and death together, and he recognized me and my brother as brother and sister." Guo Xiang said, "Because I came to the capital secretly, I stole a word from him, the purpose is to see him, I want to tell you that he has only you in his heart, and the marriage between him and Princess Dream was set by His Majesty and the ministers, and it has nothing to do with him, and because Dayan and the Lingnan Yi tribe have started a war, his marriage with Princess Dream has not been held, but I heard my brother say that the war between Dayan and the Lingnan Yi tribe is also related to him, as for whether it is true or not, I don't know if it is true." ”

Seeing that Princess Anle Shu'er was a little stunned, Guo Xiang continued, "I'll leave this picture to you, what I can say has been finished, I will leave the capital tonight, you have to take care of your body, you must wait for him, he is a person who re-promises, he said that he wants to marry you, grow old with you, and he will definitely come to the capital to marry you." ”

"If there's anything you want to say to him, write a letter, he'll love to see your letter, and I'll bring it to him for you." Before leaving, Guo Xiang said again, "You send the letter to the monk Zhike, and I will go to him to pick it up." ”

After Guo Xiang finished speaking, he strode out of the meditation room, not staying long, for fear that it would arouse the suspicion of others.

After she left for a long time, Princess Anle came back to her senses, this is because she was already in tears, but there was a faint look of happiness between her eyebrows, and she muttered to herself, "I know that you are not such a person, and I know that you are still my former brother Qingchen." ”

Princess Anle Lishu muttered a few words to herself, then immediately came back to her senses, walked quickly to the study in another room of the meditation room, took a pen and wrote a sentence on the paper, put it in an envelope, summoned the Zhike monk outside, handed the letter to the Zhike monk, and asked him to hand it over to the owner of the word, and the Zhike monk promised to take the letter and left.

After doing all this, Princess An Le suppressed the joy in her heart and began to seriously appreciate the words written by her brother Qingchen, but when she saw the verses on this letter, she was stunned by the verses on this word.

There was silence for a long time, only tears could not help but flow out.