As we enter spring, the dawn time is getting earlier and earlier. Everything is starting to look good.

The routine of leaving the mourning was still the same, and he got up when he first arrived, and read a book of soldiers by candlelight.

In recent years, the border of Dongyu has not been stable. Although several large countries seem to live in harmony with each other, they also indulge in the provocations between their respective subordinate small countries, especially Liang Chu, and there are many subordinate northern barbarians, all of whom are fierce. The mutiny ten years ago greatly damaged the vitality of the Dongyu army. Although it is gradually recovering, it is really a little powerless compared to the barbarians who grew up on horseback. Dongyu is already rich, and has always been eyed by others, the first emperor is afraid that it has been very hard these years, and now that his brother has succeeded to the throne, the court situation has begun to be unstable again. I don't know how my brother will win over Daqin this time, and I don't know how to deal with Wu Nongcheng's affairs, it's really a headache.

Li Yan lowered his head slightly, and his face couldn't be seen clearly. The coolness gradually spread to my fingertips, and I couldn't help but shiver for a while, it was a little cold, heh. Picking up the dagger under the pillow, the delicate dragon coiled on the handle, pulled out, and shook the edge. It's right that I'll come back to help you, Brother Xuanyi.

"Sister." Baguio knocked on the door on time. "Can you get up?"

"Up, in." Put away the dagger and put on your coat at will.

"Sister, wash up." Baguio holds hot water. At this time, Ping'er followed behind her a little helplessly. "Miss Baguio, these slaves are here to do it, how can you let you do this. This is to torment the slave and the maid. ”

"It's okay, it's okay. You go down and prepare breakfast. I'll do the little things. Baguio didn't care at all about Ping'er's flustered face.

"Miss." Ping'er looked at Liyan, with a hint of timidity in her eyes, and she looked cautious, a little more cautious.

"Ping'er, whatever Baguio says in the future, it will be anything. Her words speak for me. You go down first. It's okay to have Baguio here. "I also know these women in the palace, and looking at the rules is more important than anything else." This is my command. ”

"No." Ping'er's heart was a little relieved when she heard this. Hurriedly retreated, and there were only two people left in the house.

"Baguio, since I have come back, I naturally want to worship the Buddha. It's been ten years, really too long. I don't know if Tianjue Temple is still the same as it was back then. Looking at himself and Baguio in the mirror, he whispered to the people behind him.

"Sister should go. I want to go too. I've heard of the name of Tianjue Temple for a long time. Baguio gently helped Lixian comb his hair. When I was a child, I lived in the monastery for a while, and the old monk was kind to me, and he taught me the foundation of kung fu, but. Baguio's voice became smaller and smaller, and there was a kind of sadness in his expression.

"Baguio." Liyan turned around and gently held Baguio's hand. She didn't know very well what happened to Baguio when she was a child, and Baguio rarely mentioned it, as if it was a tacit understanding between them. Everyone has secrets, so why open them up for others to peep at.

Baguio smiled slightly bitterly, "Ah, sister is really, it makes people think crankily, it's okay, it's okay, the old monk used to say that everything is impermanent, the living must be endless, and if you don't live, you won't die, and this extinction is the happiest." I just miss him anymore. I want to think about it very much, it seems that I am really going to Tianjue Temple. Sister, let me be. This kind of spring color is naturally to be appreciated, and you can't live up to this good scenery. ”

"Okay." He didn't say anything more, just put on a veil, "Then let's go now." ”

Baguio cleaned up the dresser, "Don't have breakfast?" ”

"Let's go first. I'll come back and eat it later. I'm not hungry right now. Lixian shook his head.

The morning glow is refracted into specks of light through the lush woods, and the first steps of the bluestone slab lead to the distance, as if the other side of happiness is not far away. Faintly, a magnificent temple is built against the mountain. That is Tianjue Temple, the Huguo Temple appointed by the royal family. Every time I go to this place, my heart will always be at peace, and no matter how much sorrow there is, it seems that it can be vanished here. The bells rang out from the mountains, and the heart sang a song to the Buddha.

Buddha, can you really bless the people of the world? Can't the number of lives really be changed? Is his life sealed? Buddha, can you tell me how to go on? Liwu stared at the Buddha in the main hall.

"It turns out that this is Tianjue Temple, which is quite solemn. In the end, it is the largest temple in Dongyu Kingdom. Baguio looked around.

"Donor." A kind old man walked to the front of the funeral. The beads swirled in his hand. "Amitabha."

"Amitabha. Mage. Liyan responded slightly, and Baguio also saluted.

"The chrysanthemums in the backyard are really blooming, I wonder if the donor will appreciate it?" The abbot asked calmly as if he knew that the death would come.

"Okay, then there's Master Lao." He politely bowed his way. "Baguio, go and incense yourself. I'll go and I'll be back. ”

"Oh. Then I'll wait for my sister. Baguio was a little confused, but agreed obediently.

The backyard of the temple is full of chrysanthemums, light muscles and weak bones scattered and secluded, and the golden stamen is overflowing. It is worthy of being the national flower of Dongyu country. It's just that the most disliked is the chrysanthemum, I don't like it since I was a child, there was a large piece of chrysanthemum in the garden, at the age of eight on the night, a person secretly pulled out the chrysanthemums in the whole yard, that time really angered the one who was high, now I think back, I can still feel the anger of the one, probably if it wasn't for the mother's obstruction, maybe there is no separation in this world. Liyan smiled bitterly and couldn't help touching his face, the slap at that time didn't seem to have disappeared, in fact, if you want to say why it's so annoying, you can't say it, I don't want to think about it, I always feel that there is a kind of hypocrisy in it, the emotions in the world are really ridiculous, just because a person likes chrysanthemums, he is planted for her all over the world, but do people who like flowers really appreciate it? He just moved himself. She had never felt the joy of a mother. In my impression, my mother rarely smiles, and she always looks light. Except for Lin Liancheng's incident, everything else doesn't seem to be that important. Lin Liancheng, Lin Liancheng. I was choked in my chest, stuffy. That's the person on the tip of my mother's heart, and everything else doesn't matter, yes, I'm not this kind of person, and others have nothing to do with me.

"You're here." There is a woman standing in the corner of the courtyard, her face is like a peach blossom, her eyebrows are like willows, her skin is like snow, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and the pear vortex at the corner of her mouth is looming. It is no wonder that she was once the first concubine of Dongyu Kingdom. The woman who once enjoyed thousands of favors, the woman who made the harem beauties jealous and resentful, but now she is dressed in plain clothes and lives in this temple, only accompanied by green lights. This is a life that makes people sigh.

The woman walks with a hint of beauty, which is probably the best interpretation of the lotus every step. After not taking a few steps, the woman walked in front of the funeral.

Li Yan glanced at her indifferently: "Madame is afraid that she has made a mistake, and the slave family is just a pilgrim who came to admire her." The face of the departed mourner could not help but turn sideways, and his eyes could not see the woman at all.

The woman didn't care about the attitude of leaving, but smiled slightly: "It's been ten years, time is really fast, you are so old, although you wear a veil, but as soon as you step into this courtyard, I know that you are back." After all, I'm your mother. The woman looked at the funeral carefully, "Ten years, okay?" Why do you want to come back? You shouldn't have come back. "Worry creeps up on the face." Is it for him to come back? ”

He stared at the woman and said nothing.

The woman did not receive an answer. Silence spreads in an instant, permeating every corner, and time seems to freeze. "Martyr." The woman wanted to raise her hand and touch the child she hadn't seen for a long time. Leaving the dead, he turned sideways. The two were estranged from each other, after all, they had never been close.

"Please also cherish it, the slave family still has something, so I will leave first." Leave the place where she was suffocating. I have never been able to face my mother calmly, and I am afraid that my sins will not be washed away in this life. How can I wash the blood off my hands? Mother, I'm sorry, father. These two words are too heavy, and I can't let go of them.

An Yun looked at the back of the departing man, and the scars in his eyes were a little deeper. Whose fault is all this? Is it fate? Mourning, I only hope that you can be safe, but I can't hate you for my mother, you have been too hard, and you have carried too much. An Yun shook her head slightly. Tears slowly rolled down the corners of his eyes. "Why do you want to come back, it's a cage here. My silly boy. ”

"Sister, what's wrong with you, you feel panicked." Baguio stopped the departure who was in a hurry to leave.

"It's okay, let's go back." Liwu said coldly. Baguio looked back, there must be some secret in this backyard, and my sister didn't talk about it. "But I just asked for a signature, and I haven't asked for a signature yet." Baguio keeps up with the steps of the dead.

"Fate is not up to heaven." There was a hint of coolness in Liyan's tone, which made Baguio startled and immediately quieted down.

Back in the garden, she sat quietly in front of the window alone, silently staring at the buildings in the distance, which seems to be her habit all along, since she was a child, she likes to look so quietly when she has something on her mind, looking, as if this scripture is integrated into her life.

The wind blew gently, blowing away the thoughts of the deceased, and the departed couldn't help but think of those lost years, from ignorance to knowing, was it right or wrong to come back? I didn't know and didn't want to answer, I leaned my head against the window and listened to my heartbeat quietly. His fingertips gently touched the ink-colored jade pendant that showed the identity of the national teacher. Yue Mingsheng, why did you leave after divining for me back then? Where the hell have you been? Is this really my life?

"Hiss." An eerie sound came from outside.

"The sound of a snake?" He hesitated. Suddenly there was a dizziness, "What is this?" And he fainted.

"Sister." Baguio pushed the door in, but no one was found, only books scattered on the ground, "Sister! "My sister is gone! Baguio was in a state of confusion, and he was busy ordering the people in the house to go out to look for it.

"What's going on? How could my sister be gone, it's unreasonable. ”