Zhang Erzhen, who was escorted, was still a little wooden, and Yao Yuan, who walked in front with the clanging of swords and armor, was the son of the old general Yao Ying. Last year, Yao Lian, the eldest son of the old general, died heroically in order to save Wan Vieng from the scourge of the little Mongolian prince in the northwest war, and later Wan Vieng was buried in a big way, and the old general sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Jinluan Palace and asked to be disarmed and returned to the field on the spot. Yao Yuan was an awe-inspiring man, he reprimanded his subordinates for being too heavy, ordered them to let go of the iron arm that was twisting Zhang Erzhen, and whispered to Zhang Erzhen, who had a wooden face: "Don't think about seeking death, no matter what, it's better to live, if you die, what will happen to the Zhang family? ”

Zhang Erzhen pursed her lips tightly and said for a long time: "Don't worry, my lord, I didn't think about seeking death." ”

"Yes, it's right to live well. Yao Yuan suddenly approached Zhang Erzhen and whispered: "People like us, how can there be any good end to going against the royal family, I admire you very much, now the upper and lower palaces of the Manchu Dynasty, outside the palace, who is not happy behind the scenes? Our Yao family also thanks you for avenging my eldest brother." ”

The corners of Zhang Erzhen's lips hooked up with a touch of pleasure, "It turns out...... So many people want her to die......"

Yao Yuan said angrily: "So don't worry, you are also the benefactor of my Yao family, and I will not let them bully you." Jing'an Temple is a secluded place, and it is safer for you to go there. ”

Yao Yuan is a man with a black beard, with a righteous and domineering spirit of a soldier on his body, Zhang Erzhen walked very slowly behind him, the palace in summer was lush, and the dots of light fell on the bluestone path, why is such a beautiful and quiet place always full of invisible killings and conspiracies.

Zhang Erzhen raised her little hand and rubbed it on her face, persuading herself to look at it, Jing'an Temple is also an old place, and the food there is delicious.

After walking for a long time, when Zhang Erzhen felt that he was about to die of exhaustion on the road leading to the Xuanwu Gate, he finally saw the ** solemn Xuanwu Gate. The Xuanwu Gate had already been opened, and in front of the door was another pair of soldiers in armor, and a small carriage with gray cloth and oil was Zhang Erzhen's mount. Under the gaze of countless soldiers, Zhang Erzhen lifted her skirt and got into the carriage. There is no one at the entrance of Xuanwu, the high wall made of white marble clearly separates the palace from the people, the moment Zhang Erzhen got into the carriage, tears flowed down his cheeks, without any warning, no sobbing or whimpering, just silent tears dripping on his clothes. It was a very distant memory, Zhang Erzhen still remembered that when Zhang Luan was a high school jinshi, the thin and helpless little boy with a pale face at the entrance of Xuanwu, the young man looked at the lively crowd outside, and his eyes were full of yearning. Today's young man, where is the longing in his eyes?

She thought sadly, maybe this is her fate in this life, destined to be entangled with Zhu Youji. Because she didn't hate it now, she looked at Zhu Youji's face in the main hall hanging her head and couldn't see clearly, she was deeply distressed, she wanted to tell him, don't worry, I will be fine.

Starting from the Xuanwu Gate of the Imperial Palace to Jing'an Temple, this road is very far, all the way is escorted by armored soldiers, and the sound of swords and armor colliding is accompanied by the sound of all the way. Zhang Erzhen wiped her tears while shedding tears, and for the first time she deeply realized that she was still a useless crybaby, she was ordinary and plain in her previous life, and she still lived a chicken rib in this life. The carriage was not comfortable, there was no thick soft cushion, and she wanted to vomit after a bumpy ride, but she didn't vomit, she just kept crying, tears were completely uncontrollable like beads with broken threads, she thought, crying won't solve anything, but not crying?

The carriage did not arrive at Jing'an Temple until the stars were full, and the old monk Jing'an, the abbot of Jing'an Temple, who had already received the notice, had already taken a group of little monks to guard the door, and the old emperor was also a strange person, and Zhang Erzhen, who had committed a crime, was not sent to the nunnery, but was sent to the monk's temple. Zhang Erzhen wiped away her tears and smiled bitterly, anyway, she couldn't stay for a few days, there was no difference between a monk's temple and a nunnery - the boss was a Buddha and a god.

"Amitabha, since the donor has arrived, let's go to the wing room to rest first. "Monk Jing'an is much older, his beard is white and long, he is a mortal body, and he naturally has to age.

The first thing Zhang Erzhen said when she got out of the carriage was to ask him: "Master, do you still think I am still blessed?"

Master Jing'an replied with a smile: "If the donor feels that he is blessed, he is blessed. Blessing is a matter of heart. ”

"Monks, always so tactful. Zhang Erzhen was still disdainful, her red eyes were like the pink eye of a little rabbit, she avoided Master Jing'an's gaze and walked in alone, behind her was Master Jing'an's kind eyes. A little monk led Zhang Erzhen inside, there was not much light in the dark temple, and the mottled shadows of trees everywhere brought a gust of eerie warm wind. Most of the paths in Jing'an Temple are paved with small stones, and the soles of the feet on them are slightly painful, Zhang Erzhen followed and walked for a long time to get to the place, and the little monk folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, the donor's bedroom is here, and the sutra will be chanted tomorrow, and the donor must not be delayed." ”

Zhang Erzhen also folded her hands and thanked the little monk, pushed open the door and entered the frugal room. The wings of the temple have always been small, and you can see all the furnishings at a glance - tables, chairs, beds, and ...... Alone.

Zhang Erzhen closed the door, sat on the side of the door a little tiredly, and said to the slender figure standing with his hands behind his back: "You came to see me at this time, aren't you afraid that the emperor will find out?"

Hearing this, Zhu Youzhu turned his head, his facial features were a little blurry under the dim oil lamp, Zhang Erzhen didn't have the heart to look at him, she just pinched her little fist and hammered her legs, a little annoyed and a little helpless: "I've eaten all this hardship, but I can't use the bamboo basket to draw water." Prince, it's too risky for you to come at this time......" Before the words were finished, Zhu Youzhu had already taken a few steps over and hugged Zhang Erzhen tightly into his arms...... Zhu Youzhen tightly wrapped her hands around her, and her chin was against the top of Zhang Erzhen's head, Zhang Erzhen reacted and put her backhand on Zhu Youzhen's waist, she didn't know what to say, so she didn't open her mouth anymore, and stayed quietly for a while before she heard Zhu Youzhen muttering in a deep voice: "...... Vera, I'm sorry......"

“...... Well, got it. Zhang Erzhen replied.

Zhu Youzhu let go of his hand and looked at Zhang Erzhen's face carefully and said, "Why are you crying?"

"Shouldn't I cry?" Zhang Erzhen didn't answer the rhetorical question, and said with a smile: "The prince thinks how strong my heart is, I stayed in prison for twenty days before I got out of the prison and went to Jing'an Temple, and after a while, I will go to Fengyang ......." Prince, shouldn't I cry?"

Zhu Youzhen's big palm slowly touched Zhang Erzhen's eyes, Zhang Erzhen's long eyelashes brushed on Zhu Youzhen's palm, Zhu Youzhu smiled, "You should blame me, you should hate me, and you should ignore me." ”

“...... But I didn't blame you, I didn't hate you, and I didn't ignore you. Prince, I'm just sad, why don't you tell me all these things?" Zhang Erzhen whispered, and the grievances were more like a flood out of control: "Since you don't want me to get involved, why do you want to drag me in? Do you know how stupid I was that day? I watched Wu Niangniang come like a fool, watched Wan Guifei's blood flow all over the ground, and watched Wu Niangniang kill her......" Zhang Erzhen said as tears fell down," In these days in prison, the Eighth Prince came, he wanted to take me away, he insisted that I serve him, Mingyue was kicked and injured by him, and there has been no news so far. He wants to do something to me, but the queen mother sent someone to take him away, if it weren't for the queen mother, what would I do? And Mingyue and the nurse, I can't see them anymore, where are they? The prince ...... I'm scared...... Prince...... I'm scared...... Why don't you come and see me?"

His chest was soaked, but the warm feeling filled Zhu Youzhang's chest, he felt Zhang Erzhen's helplessness and hesitation, and the bottom of his heart was a warm current that he had never had. He patted Zhang Erzhen's back and comforted him softly: "It's my fault, it's my fault, since you entered the palace, there hasn't been a day of stability, Zhenzhen, it's my fault......"

Zhang Erzhen raised her head with teary eyes and asked, "Why do you want to spoil Wan Xian'er? You know, she wants to harm me." ”

She ...... If I want to take the path of Wan Guifei, I can't take risks...... I don't dare take any chances. ”

“...... So you have to check her body every night?" Zhang Erzhen didn't know how sour his tone was when he said this, and Zhu Youzhu didn't notice it, he just said: "There is no other way, but if there is another way, I don't want to." Zhenzhen, I thought about telling you, but you ignored me that night, and you were mad at me......"

"Then the prince, am I really going to Fengyang?" Zhang Erzhen didn't want to listen to Zhu Youzhu talk about Wan Xian'er, no matter how many helpless they were, they would eventually ...... , She stared at Zhu Youzhi's pensive eyes, and then saw the struggle in Zhu Youzhi's eyes for a moment, and then Zhang Erzhen said: "What kind of place is the Fengyang High Wall? I'll go to Fengyang, don't be embarrassed by the prince." ”

Zhu Youji's eyes were complicated, rubbing Zhang Erzhen's soft black silk and she couldn't speak, this is a strong girl. He knew her bravery when he first saw her, but then he felt that she was ruthless, and now that she thinks about him so much, how can he bear to send her to such a far place? In the year they got married, they have been together only a handful of times, she has been persecuted by calculations, she is in prison and eats prison food, a girl with fine clothes and fine food, why should she suffer such a crime? So Zhu Youzhi said slowly: "I will protect you, we will not go to Fengyang." ”

Zhang Erzhen showed her head, and her eyes were deeply probing: "You have no way, in front of him, you have no way." Prince, I'm willing to go. ”

The thin voice and the small body carried the courage that Zhu Youzhu had never reached and hoped for, he was too cautious, the small body in his arms was full of energy, he felt guilty and uneasy, at this moment Zhu Youzhu felt that he was not worthy of her in his arms.