Nan Baoyi ignored the compliments of those in the hall.

She went straight back to the temple.

Yu Wei greeted her, took off the fox fur cloak for her, and said softly: "There are two old masters from the yamen, who are waiting for you in the study. ”

There was a fire burning in the study.

The two old bookkeepers were both in their forties and fifties, and they were eating tea.

Seeing Nan Baoyi coming in, they hurriedly got up and saluted.

Nan Baoyi said lightly: "What's the matter?" ”

One person said respectfully: "The palace has passed the will, King Yong and Emperor Ji intend to rebel, and now King Yong has been arrested and imprisoned." The queen mother means that this matter is widely implicated, and tomorrow in Guang'en Temple, Wei Taishi, Shen Dazai, Pei Shangshuling and our Si Li Yamen will jointly try King Yong. ”

Nan Baoyi sat down.

She pushed open the carved window and watched the snow fall in the garden, her little face indistinguishable from joy and anger.

The second brother and the emperor really had a plan, they carried all the charges, but left her only hope and let her mediate outside.

Aren't they afraid that she won't be able to do well?

asked her to participate in the trial as a subordinate, how could she be so ruthless to interrogate him?

In case something goes wrong......

They died in vain.

Nan Baoyi was both angry and sad.

The two old masters looked at each other.

They bowed again: "My lord? ”

"I see." Nan Baoyi was impatient.

After the two master books left, Nan Baoyi opened the scroll in annoyance.

For a while, he thought about whether his second brother would be punished in prison, and for a while, he thought about whether Emperor Ji arrived at Wanguo Temple safely.

After thinking about it, she closed the scroll and decided to go to the Temple of All Nations.

……

Temple of All Nations.

The meditation room is quiet.

Under the pane is a vase of plum blossoms, with slanted branches, adding to the winter interest.

Xiao Qingyang woke up in the green tent.

She sat up and saw that her wound had been carefully bandaged, and that the meditation room was filled with a faint scent of Buddha, but there was no sign of the man.

She hurriedly got off the house, didn't care about putting on shoes and combing her hair, turned around the treasure hall of the Buddhist temple along the verandah, held her breath, and anxiously looked for Nan Chengyi.

"Brother ...... Nan"

The girl's wounds cracked and she fell into the snow in embarrassment.

A paper umbrella leaned over her head.

Xiao Qingyang looked back slowly.

The young monk, wearing a blue monk's robe and holding a white paper umbrella, looked like a pine mountain jade, staring at her quietly.

She was dumbfounded: "You really can't bear to let me be wronged." ”

Nan Chengyi was silent.

The girl in the snow, her skirt was spread out, and her exposed ankles were red from the cold.

The bandaged wound cracked open and stained the newly changed dress red.

He put down the paper umbrella, leaned over, and patiently picked up Xiao Qingyang.

He whispered: "Just go to the kitchen to cook, why do you chase it out?" ”

Xiao Qingyang grabbed his neck.

She looked at his smooth and graceful jaw and whispered, "I ran away from marriage today to come to see you." Nan Chengyi, I like you and want to marry you. I liked it when I first saw it, and then I liked it even more......

"When you were in southern Xinjiang, you saw me so dirty, but you didn't dislike it at all. You hugged my corpse and begged everywhere, you let go of the dignity of the young ranger, you cried and begged the Gu Master you looked down on before, and you gave me your heart......"

Xiao Qingyang raised his hand and gently stroked Nan Chengyi Qingjun's cheek.

Her eyes were red, and tears were shining: "Brother Nanjia, in this life, I will never meet a Lang Jun like you, who loves me with his life and dignity." ”

Nan Chengyi hugged her.

His arms were strong and strong, but his hands trembled uncontrollably.

She got it......

He painstakingly concealed something from her, and she actually knew.

He closed his eyes and forced himself to feel guilty.

Xiao Qingyang, she is such a proud and unruly emperor, how can he bear to remind her of those dirty and dirty pasts?

The emperor he admires should live in the world willfully.

He is willing to use his death in exchange for the happiness of the rest of her life, marry the family well, enjoy the glory and wealth, and stop thinking about him, the thin lover who met in the water.

He stepped into the threshold of the meditation room and gently placed the girl on the bamboo couch.

He brushed away the broken hair on the girl's forehead and said in a dumb voice: "I'm sorry......"

Xiao Qingyang shook his head.

Just as he was about to speak, a series of muttering sounds came from his stomach.

Her pretty face flushed: "I, I'm a little hungry." ”

Nan Chengyi smiled and thoughtfully brought the enamel bowl.

The bowl is filled with thin white noodles with a faint scent of green onions, which is extremely tempting.

Xiao Qingyang couldn't help laughing: "In the years of study tours, every time it was your turn to cook, you would only cook noodles, and now I came to see you, and you cooked noodles for me to eat......

Nan Chengyi sat on the edge of the couch and used green bamboo chopsticks to dig out a poached egg under the noodles.

He said softly: "There is no meat in the temple, and a wild egg was found from the back mountain nest." Try? ”

Xiao Qingyang opened his mouth: "Then you feed me." ”

"How old are you, still childish."

Nan Chengyi smiled, but still fed her eggs.

Xiao Qingyang ate contentedly, and a pair of Danfeng eyes were always staring at Nan Chengyi.

Nan Chengyi raised his eyebrows: "What have you been looking at me?" But do you think I'm a monk dressed up more handsome and chic than when I was a ranger? No wonder you love me so much. ”

"Phew, it's as shameless as ever."

Xiao Qingyang was not angry.

After eating two bites of eggs, she couldn't help but cough violently.

Blood stained the handkerchief red.

She couldn't eat anymore.

Her little face was pale, leaning on Nan Chengyi's arms, and whispered: "I'm just afraid of the current joy, it's just an illusion of a mirror." I'm afraid that if I close my eyes, I won't be able to see you. ”

Nam Chengyi lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair seriously.

His eyebrows were gentle: "This time, I will never leave you again." ”

At the foot of the mountain.

Wei Shaoqian, who was dressed in a happy suit, rode on horseback with an expressionless face.

The red silk headband fluttered in the cold wind.

Lang Jun's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of jealousy.

Behind him was the neatly arranged Wei army.

They gathered around the foot of the Temple of All Nations and poured heavy oil into the woods.

Wei Shaoqian said in a deep voice: "Monk Xuandu disregarded the precepts of Buddhism and hooked up with the emperor, and the crime is not punishable. Set fire to the mountain and force this dog man and woman out for me! ”

At the sound of an order, the flames rose into the sky.

Hundreds of years old pines and cypresses and ancient trees are burning, and the animals are fleeing to other hills, and the fire continues to spread towards the mountain temple, startling flocks of inhabited birds.

Wei Shaoqian stared at the direction of the mountain gate.

He deliberately poured something to avoid the fire on the bluestone steps, as long as she came out, she would be fine......

His hands were rubbed into a bloody blur by the reins, and even the reins were stained red and bright red with blood.

The man's eyes were red.

As long as she comes out......

As long as she turns back......

He......

Still willing to marry her.

……

The Daxiong Treasure Hall is majestic and dignified.

The Lotus Palace lamp hangs high, sprinkling pale golden light and shadow all over the hall.

The golden-bodied Buddha leaned slightly, looking down on the men and women in the hall with kind eyebrows.

The emperor's makeup is exquisite, but it can't hide the weakness of the pale blood loss.

The famous monk took off his robe, and a brocade robe lined him with handsome and chic.

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No late duck today

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