After explaining everything clearly, Xin Yi didn't stay long, and hurried back to Beijing.

Although Yanhua Temple is not far from Kyoto, what she explained was urgent, and she needed to seize the opportunity.

Seeing that he was leaving, Zhao Huangge stopped the person again and instructed: "Be careful in everything." ”

With concern in her expression, Xin Yi was stunned at first, and then nodded heavily: "Don't worry, master, your subordinates will definitely handle things well!" ”

Seeing that this person was leaving in a hurry, Zhao Huangge laughed helplessly.

She wanted this person to be careful, who told him to be careful!

However, because of Xin Yi's appearance, her heart, which has been shrouded in haze since yesterday, finally revealed a few rays of light.

It's different.

Her relatives, close friends, and loyal servants of her subordinates are all there, she is not the hateful Zhao Huangge in her previous life.

She will never repeat the same mistakes again!

Jinxiu knocked on the door, and got Zhao Huangge's promise, before entering the door and replying: "Princess, the water is boiled, do you want to bathe now?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Huangge nodded in response, but did not go over immediately, but asked, "Is the meal ready?" ”

Jinxiu smiled and responded: "Princess Hui, it has been prepared, and according to your instructions, I specially made hibiscus soup." ”

Zhao Huangge bowed his head, and the corners of his lips hooked an upward arc: "Send this soup to the national teacher, just say that it is a thank you gift from the palace." ”

When she said this, she was obviously smiling, but somehow, Jinxiu felt cold.

I don't know if it's her delusion, but since the fever has subsided, the princess always has a touch of anger in her expression that can't be dispersed.

But Jinxiu didn't dare to ask more, and only saluted when she heard the words: "Yes, the slave and maid will go." ”

After the splendid went, Zhao Huangge turned around and entered the soup pool in the inner room.

After staying in the small Buddha hall all morning, my whole body was dyed with Buddha incense.

This is the taste that belongs to Xiao Jingchen.

Zhao Huangge looked disgusted, and threw the clothes he took off directly into the glove bucket, but when he touched the sachet hanging from his waist, his fingertips paused slightly.

The sachet is light in color, and it contains several herbs and flowers and leaves, which are matched with people, exuding a faint fragrance.

The taste is light, but it has a vague appeal.

Zhao Huangge lit the flint, pulled the sachet down and lit it, and threw it into the glove bucket.

The clothes are flammable, and they burn together with the sachet in an instant, and the flames are raging, and the spices inside are scorched and rising, and the fragrance is ethereal and lasts for a long time.

The firelight in front of him overlapped with the Qiwu Palace in his previous life, Zhao Huangge was in a trance, unconsciously pinching his palm, but he was pulled back to his senses by the sharp pain.

The smell was getting stronger.

The aroma mixed with the smell of burning, and she stared at the flames in front of her expressionlessly, but the light in her eyes became darker and darker.

This sachet was made by her, and it would not be good to use incense alone.

But if you add hibiscus soup......

It can confuse people's minds!

If it weren't for that, she wouldn't have sat in the temple for so long.

Therefore, Xiao Jingchen must not let himself down.

It wasn't until the last trace of fire jumped into darkness and turned all the clothes and sachets into ashes that Zhao Huangge retracted his gaze, took away the haze of his body, and bathed himself.

All afternoon, Zhao Huangge stayed in his room and copied scriptures.

It wasn't until twilight and the sky was getting dark that she put away the copyed Heart Sutra and got up to go to the meditation room.

The door was closed, the room was unlit, and it was dark.

Zhao Huangge stood quietly outside the courtyard until a little monk greeted him: "Knock on the princess." ”

She bowed her head and asked, "Bengong came to find the national teacher, isn't he there?" ”

The little monk saluted again and replied: "Back to the princess, the national teacher is out, if you have anything, you can inform the little monk, and when the national teacher returns, the little monk will tell you on his behalf." ”

Zhao Huangge asked pointedly: "Is he really not here?" ”

Seeing that the little monk nodded yes, she smiled and said, "It's okay, the palace is free to walk around, you go down first." ”

Seeing this, the little monk went in response, and Zhao Huangge saw his back far away, but he was still standing in place.

Yuezhou, who happened to be patrolling, passed by, and heard their conversation, so he came over to say goodbye: "Say hello to the princess, do you need to go down to find the national teacher?" ”

There was flattery in his voice, but Zhao Huangge waved his hand and said: "There is nothing important in this palace, just wait for the national teacher to come back, and Lord Yue will go on patrol by himself." ”

Her expression was cold, and Yue Zhou didn't dare to say any more, but after responding, she was stopped by Zhao Huangge: "Wait." ”

Yue Zhou hurriedly paused and asked respectfully, "What else does the princess command?" ”

Zhao Huangge curled his lips slightly, and said, "It's not a big deal—you said that there was an abnormality in the temple last night, what happened?" ”

When she asked, she stopped Yuezhou.

He pondered for a moment before he said, "The patrol guard ate the wrong thing last night, and his subordinates were worried that someone did it on purpose, but now it is fine, please rest assured princess." ”

Last night, he clearly saw that there were traces of a fight in Xiao Jingchen's room, but the national teacher refused to admit it. Yue Zhou was suspicious in his heart, so he first went to ask the princess if it was okay, and then checked the person after he went back.

The guards on patrol did get tricked, but they couldn't find any clues. If the eldest princess knew about such things, she would definitely be held accountable.

Yue Zhou naturally didn't dare to say it, and now that nothing important had happened, he could only turn big things into small things.

Zhao Huangge knew it, smiled meaningfully when he heard the words, and nodded: "Lord Yue has worked hard. ”

Yue Zhou didn't dare to say in a hurry, and said: "Then the lower official will go to patrol first, if you have something, you can send someone to order the lower official at any time." ”

Zhao Huangge responded, and Yue Zhou left with the guards.

After everyone left, it was rare to be quiet in front of the door of this meditation room.

On an autumn day, the residual temperature has not dissipated in the evening, and the air has cooled a little.

Zhao Huangge stood at the door as if unconscious, but he didn't have any resentment about waiting.

However, Xiao Jingchen didn't let her wait too long.

After about a quarter of an hour, I saw a candle lit in the room, and someone walked out.

Probably because he had just woken up, his expression was still a little worried, and when he saw Zhao Huangge, it was rare to bring out a little wave: "Why is the princess here?" ”

In all fairness, Xiao Jingchen didn't want to see Zhao Huangge, I wonder if the smell of her body was too intrusive in the morning, so he didn't sleep peacefully this afternoon.

Therefore, there was also a trace of undetectable dissatisfaction in that tone.

Zhao Huangge didn't care, only pursed his lips and chuckled: "I copied the Heart Sutra in the afternoon, in order to be sincere, I don't want to work as a servant, I want to send it over in person and ask you to offer it - didn't disturb the national teacher, right?" ”

Somehow, Xiao Jingchen always felt that there was some inexplicable meaning in her words, but because he had just woken up, he was still a little dazed in his expression, which made the ordinary "no one approach" aura much less.

Hearing her words at this time, he just bowed his head lightly and responded: "The princess is sincere, the ancestors must be pleased, please." ”

He invited people to the room, and when Zhao Huangge passed by him, Xiao Jingchen subconsciously avoided it, but he was inexplicably relieved.

There is no longer a disturbing smell of morning on her.

It's just that the night wind is floating, but there is a dark fragrance of hibiscus.

At that moment, a thought suddenly flashed in Xiao Jingchen's heart, but before he could catch it, he saw Zhao Huangge looking back and asked with a smile: "Where do I need to put the scriptures?" ”

She looks good, with some heroism between her eyebrows, and when she laughs, she is a little sweeter.

Like this voice, it is soft and waxy.

Xiao Jingchen paused slightly, subconsciously pinched the Buddha beads and turned a few them, but his voice returned to indifference: "The princess can be placed on the table, and the poor monk will send it to the Changming lamp later." ”

Zhao Huangge's smile remained unchanged, and he put the scripture book on the table according to his words, and said with an inexplicable smile: "There is Lao Guoshi, goodbye." ”

When she said this, she did not linger long, but turned and walked out.

But Xiao Jingchen's hand holding the Buddha beads was tighter.

He always felt that something was wrong.

Zhao Huangge's back gradually drifted away, and his figure was clearly slender, but Xiao Jingchen inexplicably felt that there was a huge beast lurking inside.

He frowned slightly, his gaze resting on the stack of copied scriptures.

The font is delicate and dignified, but the pen is extremely neat, and the two completely different styles are mixed together, which is inexplicably a little inconsistent.

Xiao Jingchen put away the scriptures and was about to go out, but he felt a tremor coming.

"Boom—"

The sound of the earth cracking made his body a little unstable, Xiao Jingchen suddenly looked up at the source of the sound, but saw thick smoke billowing from the northwest, and in the dark sunset, it went straight to Xiaohan.