The days in Lingche Temple were coming to an end, and Midsummer always stood by the sacred tree at the door of the temple, but the old man she saw last time was long gone.

"Perhaps, somewhere else."

Midsummer was talking to herself, holding the hosta unconsciously, the expectation and light in her eyes were still dim after all, and she didn't wait any longer.

When I walked back, I just bumped into Shi Ran, and Midsummer subconsciously took a few steps back and got farther away.

"Princess, this hairpin on your head is a blue jade...... It has the effect of relieving fatigue and promoting sleep. ”

Relieved eyes noticed the hairpin on the head of Midsummer, staring at the blue jade on the hairpin, and when Midsummer saw this, he pulled off the blue jade and handed it to Shi Ran.

Midsummer was relieved when he heard the words, thinking that he had indeed done a lot less nightmares recently, his heart suddenly warmed, and he smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"Was this a gift from the princess's lover? This is the only time I have seen the princess smile these days, the princess should smile more, the princess smiled This morning's sun is not so poisonous, and this ancient temple is a little more comfortable. ”

Relieved frowning with a faint melancholy between his eyebrows, looking at Midsummer's smile unconsciously and shaking, the book he often carried in his hand also fell to the ground, he realized that bending down to pick up the book in the future is the contact between hands and hands, it turned out that Midsummer also bent down to help him pick up the book.

Shi Ran picked up the book and automatically took a few steps back, and the monks were about to see how far away the red dust and the opposite sex should be.

"Master Shiran, if you can, have you ever thought about being vulgar?"

Midsummer looked at Shi Ran very seriously and said, it didn't look like a joke at all, maybe it was because the person in front of him was the brother of his friend Shi Fengyue, so he didn't want to watch Shi Ran live a muddy life.

"The princess doesn't want to talk nonsense, if this is heard by idlers, she should say something bad, since the poor monk has become a monk, it has nothing to do with mortal things, how can it be vulgar?"

Relieved, he turned the Buddha beads in his hand to force his composure, and some sweat slowly oozed from his forehead, and even his palms that were not easy to sweat became wet.

Midsummer grabbed the relieved hand and pinched the unhealed wound on the wrist of the relieved, and the pain twisted the relieved expression.

"If you really want to stay here, how can you water that sacred tree with blood every day, and swear the heaviest poisonous oath to the prince of the enemy country, Yelu Nanfeng?"

Midsummer pointed to the thousand-year-old tree, she spit pearls, every word was straight to the point, she never hid what she wanted to say.

She seemed to be saying to Shi Ran, go and live the life you want, don't be a soulless puppet, you should have a grand career and a bright future.

"You don't understand, staying here is the duty of a poor monk, and it's the only thing I can do for my father and younger brother."

Relieved to remove Midsummer's hand that was pinching his wrist, he said softly and unhurriedly.

How could he not have thought of escaping from his current life, being trapped in this temple every day eating fasting and reciting Buddha, but his heart is not to the Buddha, he just needs him to settle the hearts of the people.

Once this chess piece is made, it will be difficult to come down, even if he comes to the country of Xichu, he will not be safe forever, but at least he can have one less excuse to have more stability for Xichu.

Midsummer stood there for a long time without speaking, just staring at Shi Ran, seeing him wearing a plain robe and facing the sky, every time he saw the shocking injury, he didn't know why he always felt sad.

Probably as a person's sympathy and pity, right?

However, she has long been the person in that game, a chess piece to be played with, but she hopes that the war will come later, and if she comes, she hopes that Xichu can win.

Midsummer never mentioned anything about making relief vulgar again.

From time to time she would hold the emerald ring, which was a little too big to fit, so she found a silver chain and hung it around her neck, almost never taking it off, and the ring was like an amulet she carried with her.

In the past, Gu Jing had always protected her, and the ring left by Gu Jing naturally became her talisman.

Midsummer would look at the blue jade a few more times before going to bed, "I don't know if the old man's wish can be realized?" ”

She didn't know how to answer this question herself, and she didn't know what she could do for the old man, so she probably took good care of the hosta that the old man left her, right?

Sheng Xia didn't know that the blue jade hairpin was originally given to her, and she didn't know that the blue jade was also specially selected for her.

And there was something big going on in Yelu Nanfeng.

I heard that the king of the Sheng Kingdom actually set up a queen, which is really an unprecedented thing, after all, this king Yelu Ze has not been established for many years since the death of the original match, so the whole Sheng Kingdom wants to see how amazing the rumored queen is.

When the queen mother ceremonies the world, the prince Yelu Nanfeng, who was standing on the side of the civil and military officials, saw that the queen could be regarded as a country and a city, and anyone who saw that charming peach blossom eyes would sigh and smile back at the beginning of the ceremony, and the six palaces had no color.

There are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and 3,000 are pampered in one.

I heard that the new queen is a princess sent by a small country in the Central Plains, named Forsythia, is the same age as Yelu Nanfeng, the crown prince of the current dynasty, and is even one year younger than Yelu Nanfeng.

Yelu Nanfeng stood in the crowd and didn't probe, didn't take a second look, and felt a little ironic, in the future, he would want this woman's queen mother, and call a woman who was one year younger than him.

Yeluze hugged the beautiful woman into his arms, not hiding his favor at all, in front of hundreds of civil and military officials.

The forsythia queen, who was hugged by the king and made love, noticed that there was one of the most special among the group of civil and military officials, that person was dressed in a Han dress and looked extraordinary, even if he stood at the back, she couldn't help but let people notice, and she also saw that the beautiful man was still holding a fist.

Everyone celebrated the new queen of the country, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not speak.

Yelu Nanfeng stood there, biting his lip as if it was bleeding, his hands were clenched into fists, his nails were embedded in the flesh, and a deep pain came out, maybe only pain could make him remember his hatred.

Yelu Nanfeng's mind came to mind again the scene of his mother pulling the white silk hanging himself in front of him, since ancient times, the emperor was unkind, and now his father laughed as wantonly as he hated.

I saw the new person laughing, but the old person crying......

The king glanced coldly at His Royal Highness the Prince, and the civil and military officials didn't see it, and they rushed to continue to congratulate the new queen, after all, who in this world doesn't know that the sick and weak prince is not favored.

No one cares what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thinks, because maybe His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince one day, and it is better to talk to the favored queen.

Yelu Nanfeng had a bad chill, and he walked away from those civil and military officials, and he didn't notice how intriguing the new queen looked at him.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, don't worry about it, when you become the king, you don't have to be angry with those people who are snubbed, and it is normal for the king to be strong and establish a new queen."

The secret guard who followed Yelu Nanfeng led all kinds of comforts, but it did not persuade Yelu Nanfeng to have a trace of joy, but made Yelu Nanfeng more and more annoyed.

"Don't say this nonsense to comfort me, it's unknown whether this prince can become a king, and I don't even know if this prince can live."

Yelu Nanfeng turned around and rarely revealed some emotions, he was angry and didn't endure the slightest, and he didn't pretend that the clouds were light and the wind was light and the moon was bright.

He was so angry that his father had ignored him for so many years, and he was even more angry that his mother had not been looking forward to the death of his mother, and that he had given a woman with only skin for no reason.

That woman is stunningly beautiful, and she is so beautiful that she is captivating the country and the city, but when his mother followed his father, wasn't she also a woman who was stunningly fragrant and fragrant?

The emperor's love didn't even come, it faded away from enthusiasm and faded away from the last love.

Before he got into the carriage and returned to the East Palace, he was stopped and suddenly received an edict.

"Fengtian carrier, pass on the king's oral message, the crown prince Yelu Nanfeng has no respect for the queen, and punishes the crown prince Yelu Nanfeng to kneel in Yanmen tonight to set an example."

He listened to the edict and sneered and thought, sure enough, it is still Yanmen, every time he is punished in Yanmen, his father seems to like the favorite thing is to punish him to kneel all night.

Does this feel sorry for that woman? Hehe, how can there be a blood relationship, it's not that it's not a woman.

"You go first, go back to the East Palace."

Yelu Nanfeng waved his hand and asked his subordinates to go back to the East Palace alone, but his subordinates didn't seem to hear it, and they didn't mean to leave.

"How can a subordinate leave His Royal Highness the Crown Prince alone?"

The Dark Guard Commander refused to leave, so the two of them knelt at the Yanmen.

The sun had not yet set, and many people hurriedly walked by in broad daylight, and those palace maids hid in a pillar, and couldn't help but take a few more glances at the rumored first beautiful man in the Sheng Kingdom, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was not as good as seeing it.

"You look at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince so beautifully!"

"That's not it, it's a pity that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lost his wife young, and I don't know who the crown princess will fall on!"

The whispers of the palace ladies reached the ears of the forsythia queen, who looked at Yelu Nanfeng, who was kneeling in the Yanmen, as if she was thoughtful.

"The Queen's Mother Wanfu Jin'an ......"

Only then did the palace ladies realize that there was a new queen standing behind them, and quickly knelt down to salute the queen who was in the limelight.

The queen nodded and led a group of mighty guards and eunuchs, just passing by the kneeling Yelu Nanfeng, and the temple looked at him a few more times intentionally or unintentionally.

Yelu Nanfeng sensed the meaning in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked into a cold and playful smile.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, why are you still smiling?"

The Dark Guard Commander asked suspiciously.

Yelu Nanfeng didn't answer, just smiled.

Didn't the queen look at him like the thousands of maidens who adored him? It seems that the new queen forsythia can be a good chess piece.