Chapter 259: The host is killed
Yun Qingyan looked at An Jingxuan, the other party's eyes were full of anger, and the depths of the anger seemed to be mixed with a bit of grievance.
Seeing such a look, it stands to reason that she should indeed feel a little guilty, but at this moment, his heart is full of peace.
"An Jingxuan, the two of us have already stood on each other's enemies, on the one hand, we are gathering forces above the court, and even joining forces with Liu Wushuang, but on the other hand, we hope that I will not treat you as an enemy, do you think it is too difficult for a strong man?"
An Jingxuan's eyes trembled slightly, "You should know that no matter what I do, I won't hurt you." ”
"Even you won't hurt me, but you'll also calculate me, won't you?" Yun Qingyan chuckled lightly, and his gaze slowly drifted away, "An Jingxuan, since the two of us are already enemies now, then I hope you can be sober, I don't need your concern, let alone your reluctance." In the same way, no matter what you do, I will not be soft on you, you should understand that it has long been impossible between the two of us. ”
Although he hasn't paid too much attention to the situation in the court recently, he also knows that An Jingxuan is constantly consolidating his power, and he has a very obvious purpose, that is, to deal with Feng Yihan.
Yun Qingyan's eyes were clear and firm, clearly indicating that everything he said was from the truest thoughts in her heart, and it was this kind of look that made An Jingxuan's heart suddenly feel extremely powerless.
In fact, he should have understood a long time ago that in her heart, her life and death may no longer matter. But every time he has the slightest expectation, she always feels that at least the person in front of her has liked her so warmly before, and now there should still be some emotion in her heart.
But the reality gave him one resounding slap after another, and for Yun Qingyan, now he is just ...... Enemy.
"Heh......" After a long while, An Jingxuan smiled, "I understand, I understand thoroughly." ”
"It's good that An Shizi understands." Yun Qingyan retracted his gaze and looked at the winding up steps, "Princess Ben left first." ”
After speaking, without waiting for An Jingxuan to speak, Yun Qingyan went straight up the mountain.
An Jingxuan, on the other hand, stood alone, the smile on his face faded little by little, and finally only turned into indifference.
……
"Princess, in fact, the slave maid thinks what you just said is a little too heavy." Qiu'er hesitated, "Anyway, but An Shizi does seem to take care of the princess, even if you don't like An Shizi anymore, princess, there is no need to have hatred, right?" ”
She couldn't figure it out, after all, now An Shizi's power above the court is growing step by step, if the princess can really turn enemies into friends with An Shizi, wouldn't it be a good thing.
"Some grudges are not something you can do without knotting them." Yun Qingyan looked at the mountain road in front of him, "Although it is true that there is no benefit to forming a feud with An Jingxuan, but after all the previous things, it is absolutely impossible for him to stand on our side." Instead of dragging the mud and water, it is better to make the words clear. ”
The most annoying thing is often not the enemy, but the person who is clearly standing in the position of the enemy, but has a face full of words that are not good for you.
Qiu'er thought about it carefully and nodded as if she didn't understand.
"Anyway, princess, you have decided, no matter what you want to do, the slave will definitely support the princess."
Yun Qingyan turned his head, looked at Qiu'er and smiled, did not speak again, but quickened his pace and walked towards Puyun Temple.
Although Puyun Temple is not a royal temple, it is very important among the people, and there are many pilgrims in the temple on weekdays.
Yun Qingyan naturally came in a small service today, and after arriving at Puyun Temple, he asked the monk to convey the matter of wanting to see Master Yikong.
"This donor, I don't know what you are talking about when you see a lamp?"
"I have some questions I would like to ask Master One Light." As he spoke, Yun Qingyan glanced at Qiu'er, and Qiu'er hurriedly took out the prepared silver.
"This is a little bit of our heart, to add some sesame oil money to the temple."
"Thank you to this donor, it's just that our abbot is sitting in meditation at the moment, and if this donor wants to see the host, I'm afraid it will take a while."
"It's okay, wait until the master of the first lamp can meet the guests, and there will be a message from Lao."
"Don't worry." The monk nodded, "Donor, if you don't mind, you can walk around this temple first and appreciate the tightness in the temple." When the presiding over zazen is finished, the little monk will naturally inform the donor. ”
"There is labor." Yun Qingyan nodded.
The monk had already gone to greet the other pilgrims, and Yun Qingyan was wandering around the temple with Qiu'er.
In Puyun Temple, the scenery is quiet, and every scene and object looks like people have a feeling of relaxation and happiness.
"Princess, you see that there are so many pilgrims coming and going in this temple, it seems that this Puyun Temple is really very effective. Why don't we also worship the Buddha and ask the Bodhisattva for his blessing? ”
"There you go." Yun Qingyan smiled, he had always disbelieved in such things as praying to God and worshiping Buddha, but looking at Qiu'er's appearance, he seemed to be very interested.
"Princess, won't you go with the slave?" Qiu'er asked.
Yun Qingyan shook his head, "I'll wait for you here, go." ”
"The slave and maid are not going either." Qiu'er hesitated, a little reluctant to drop Yun Qingyan like this.
"Okay, you go quickly, don't you say that this is very effective, if you have any wishes, go and tell the Bodhisattva. I'll just walk around here, and you'll come back to me later. ”
Qiu'er looked at Yun Qingyan and said, "Princess, the slave maid is going to go back quickly." ”
"Okay." Yun Qingyan responded.
After Qiu'er left, Yun Qingyan didn't go anywhere else, but just walked casually along the path in the temple. Walking to the junction near the front and back gardens, Yun Qingyan stopped and stood there looking at the rockeries and pine trees around him.
After a while, just as she was about to go back, she suddenly saw a person not far away sneaking into the back garden.
There are all Zen rooms in the back garden, and if you are just pilgrims who pray to God and worship Buddha, you will naturally not go in. If you live in this temple, you shouldn't have such a sneaky look.
Yun Qingyan frowned and quietly followed behind the man.
The man walked all the way in the direction of the back meditation room, carefully avoiding the monks passing by. Finally, in front of a meditation room, I climbed through the window and entered.
Yun Qingyan walked quickly to the front of the meditation room, only to hear a muffled snort from inside, followed by the sound of someone opening the back window and escaping.
Yun Qingyan didn't have time to hesitate, pushed open the door, and saw a monk in a robe lying on the ground with a sharp blade stuck in his chest.
Yun Qingyan was shocked, and immediately stepped forward to check and found that the other party was no longer breathing.
However, at this moment, a little novice appeared at the door, and when he saw this scene, he immediately screamed in panic.
"Someone, murder! The host was killed! ”