The night was silent, and a few figures that were so black that they almost melted into the night fell silently outside the Dajue Temple.

One of them made a gesture into the darkness, and the people quickly scattered in the darkness.

A quarter of an hour later.

The backyard of Dajue Temple suddenly burst into flames.

"It's on fire!"

"It's on fire, get up and put out the fire!"

It didn't take long for the temple to hear cries for help.

The fire spread extremely quickly, but in a moment, the entire back courtyard of Dajue Temple was burning, and the flames illuminated the entire mountainside.

"Lord Wang, Dajue Temple is on fire!"

As soon as the sky was about to dawn, Hui came to the door of Zhao Xuanling's house with a gloomy face and whispered.

Zhao Xuanling, who had always slept lightly, woke up when Hui approached. "Come in and say."

Hui pushed the door in, and Zhao Xuanling, who was dressed in a moon-white middle coat, had already sat up from the bed.

"What's going on?" There was no light in the room, but Zhao Xuanling's dark eyes were so bright.

"When I was young, the secret guard guarding outside the temple noticed an abnormality, and saw several black-clothed people sneaking into the temple, and not long after the black-clothed people diverted the tiger from the mountain to lure them away, the temple was on fire."

"How's Master Huikong?"

"It's not clear."

Zhao Xuanling's eyebrows sank, and he let out a cold breath. "Send someone to check and see who is doing it behind the scenes."

"Yes."

……

Golden light poured into the room, illuminating the room.

Lin Mumu stretched on the bed, then sat up lazily, she pulled the rattle at the head of the bed, and happened to hear the movement and pushed the door and walked in.

"The princess is awake."

"Hmm, wake up, I slept well last night."

Qiaoqiao sighed in her heart, last night His Royal Highness left with an angry face, how could the imperial concubine sleep peacefully.

"Imperial Princess, Imperial Princess, Imperial Princess!"

Lin Mumu washed and dressed, and was about to eat when she saw both of them walking in in a hurry and almost hitting the dinner table.

"Huh?" Lin Mumu took a bite of the tender meat bun.

"How reckless in front of the imperial concubine." Seeing this, Qiao Qiao could only reprimand helplessly.

"Ah, the slave maid is too anxious, the imperial concubine spares the slave maid."

Lin Mumu glanced at her. "You reckless temperament has to change, what if you don't go steady and knock over my soup, say, what's the matter that makes you so anxious?"

"Imperial Princess, Dajue Temple caught fire last night, and I heard that half of the temple was burned!" His eyes widened.

"What?! Dajue Temple was burned? Lin Mumu didn't drink a mouthful of soup and almost squirted out.

"Yes, everyone in Xijing City knows about this, and I also listened to the mother-in-law who guarded the door, and they said that many monks were burned."

Lin Mumu put the bowl on the table, took the handkerchief and wiped her mouth.

Dajue Temple has been built for hundreds of years, and the temple is heavily guarded, and such a thing has never happened.

Lin Mumu took out a small purse and handed it to Shuangshuang. "You're okay to walk around the backyard and see what else you can hear from those maids."

"Don't worry, the princess, the slave and maid will go." Although Shuangshuang is a little reckless, she doesn't look scheming at first glance, but she can get along with the people in the house.

Throughout the day, they both went in and out of Xiaoxiangju, and found a lot of news scattered and scattered.

It is said that the back Zen courtyard of Dajue Temple was burned down, and more than a dozen monks were burned to death, and even today's saints were alarmed, and people were sent to Dajue Temple to check the situation before dawn.

"Imperial Princess, why did you say that Dajue Temple was on fire?"

"Didn't know the cause of the fire?"

"Some of them said that the lamp oil was spilled, because now the fire is spreading quickly because the weather is dry, and some say that someone deliberately set the fire, and they don't know which one is real."

Lin Mumu sat cross-legged on the soft collapse, holding the soft collapse with one hand and sipping melon seeds unhurriedly.

Dajue Temple is not on fire in the morning and not on fire at night, but after Master Huikong came back, there was a big fire, if this is a coincidence, it is too much of a coincidence.

However, whether this fire is man-made or accidental, it has nothing to do with her, just pity those innocent dead monks.

"Imperial Princess, please also ask the Imperial Concubine to pack up quickly and leave the house with His Royal Highness immediately."

While the master and servant were chatting, a maid in green clothes came to the door silently, and said with a cold face.

Lin Mumu raised her eyes and looked at her, she knew this person, she had seen Zhao Hanjun by his side, and it should be the big girl he trusted better.

"It's so late to leave the house, what did Your Highness say?"

"The slave doesn't know, please ask the princess to prepare quickly."

The tone of this command is really annoying!

However, people had to bow their heads under the eaves, Lin Mumu patted the melon seed shell on her body, and asked Qiaoqiao to get her a thicker coat to put on, and then followed the maid to the door with Shuangshuang.

A carriage was parked outside the door, and Zhao Hanjun was already waiting in the carriage.

"Please get in the car."

As soon as Lin Mumu got in the car, he saw Zhao Hanjun who was already sitting in the car.

"Let's go." Before Lin Mumu could sit down, the carriage moved.

Lin Mumu found a comfortable position to sit down.

"Your Highness, there is a curfew at night, where are you taking your concubine?"

Zhao Hanjun's eyes fell straight on Lin Mumu after she got into the car, and Lin Mumu was uncomfortable with her inquisitive eyes.

"His Royal Highness has been staring at the concubine's body, could it be that he suddenly discovered the beauty of the concubine's body?" Lin Mumujiao laughed.

Shameless!

Zhao Hanjun has never seen a woman as self-aware and shameless as Lin Mumu! As long as he stayed with her, he felt extremely irritable.

"I don't know when your mouth became so powerful."

Lin Mumu raised her eyebrows, and her smile remained unchanged. "Since it's not, then where is Your Highness going to take your concubine this big night?"

"Dajue Temple."

Lin Mumu's eyelids twitched, at this time, the city gates were closed, what was Zhao Hanjun taking her to Dajue Temple for?

After Zhao Hanjun finished speaking, he looked at her again in a heavy light, and then closed his eyes, looking like he didn't want to talk anymore.

Lin Mumu didn't bother to ask again, took a cushion and put it on her waist and shrunk her feet and closed her eyes, looking at this posture, I don't know if I can sleep tonight, let's rest for a while to save some energy.

At the moment when Lin Mumu closed her eyes, Zhao Hanjun opened her eyes and looked at her with an uncertain expression.

There was a fire in Dajue Temple last night, and the emperor was very concerned when he knew about it, and directly ordered him to take the forbidden army to investigate the situation, as for bringing Lin Mumu out now, it was not what he thought, it was because someone wanted to see her.

There was not a single pedestrian on the street at night, and the horse-drawn carriage was very fast, and it didn't take long after leaving the city to reach the foot of Taiyin Mountain.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Lin Mumu opened her eyes, with Zhao Hanjun in the car, how could she really sleep.

Zhao Hanjun glanced at her and jumped out of the carriage first.

Zhao Hanjun walked in front, Lin Mumu could only follow behind, but whether it was Zhao Hanjun or his guards, they were all practitioners, and their bodies were very light, and Lin Mumu, who was walking behind, had some difficulty following.

Listening to Lin Mumu's "hum" voice behind him, Zhao Hanjun frowned impatiently, but his pace slowed down unconsciously.

Finally, the group finally arrived at Dajue Temple.

When he went up the mountain, Lin Mumu saw sporadic fires on the mountain from a distance, and when he arrived, he found that this place had been guarded by the Praetorian Guards.

"See Your Highness."

"Well, where is the host?"

"Back to Your Highness, the presiding officer of Canaan is now in the side hall."

Zhao Hanjun nodded and walked into the temple with Lin Mumu.

Even if a day had passed, Lin Mumu could still smell a strong pungent smell of burning, but seeing that the front hall had not been affected, it looked still complete.

Bypassing the front hall, Zhao Hanjun and Lin Mumu came to the side hall.

A few candles are lit in the side hall to illuminate the entire side hall.

"Presiding, the Third Highness and the Third Imperial Concubine have arrived." Shami, who was guarding the door, saw the two coming, so he entered the house and whispered.

"Canaan presidence."

Zhao Hanjun walked into the room and bowed to Canaan with a gentle expression.

The presiding officer of Canaan was wearing a mud-yellow robe, with a faint tiredness between his eyebrows.

"Your Highness, the Third Imperial Concubine has arrived."

As soon as Lin Mumu walked in, he smelled a strange smell, like the smell of burnt raw chicken blood.

"How is Master Huikong doing?"

Zhao Hanjun's words made Lin Mumu stunned for a moment, could Master Huikong also be injured?

The presiding officer of Canaan recited the words of Amitabha Buddha in a low voice, and led the two into the inner room.

When you walk into the house, the strange smell is even more obvious.

"It really shouldn't have been allowed to come over at such a late hour, but now Senior Brother Huikong is like this, so he can only implore the third imperial concubine for treatment."

After Lin Mumu came in, she noticed the person lying on the bed, he was wrapped in a sand belt, and half of his face was bandaged.

She really didn't expect Master Huikong to be injured too.

It was also helpless for the Canaan host to ask Zhao Hanjun to find Lin Mumu, if it weren't for the fact that they were helpless, and Huikong had such a high parity for Lin Mumu, he wouldn't have invited people at night.

"Master Huikong, is this burned?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Huikong lived in the Houzen Courtyard last night, which was the place where the fire started first, and Senior Brother Huikong couldn't wake up in time......"

Lin Mumu stepped forward and lifted the quilt covering Master Huikong's body, and briefly looked at the injuries on his body, in terms of burns alone, Master Huikong was actually not too seriously burned, about one-fifth of the area of the whole body, judging from the bandaged wounds, the main burned places were the head, face and chest, in terms of degree, it should be regarded as moderate burns.

The most feared of such burns is post-injury shock and bacterial infection, in which there is no Western medicine, and there is no way to reduce the possibility of viral infection and wound inflammation by injections.

"Has Master Huikong been unconscious since he was rescued?"

"Yes, I never woke up."

"The burn is internal heat and external poison, and Master Huikong is likely to be blocked by internal heat." Lin Mumu's fingertips fell on Master Huikong's pulse and listened carefully.

Before and after Lin Mumu walked to Master Huikong's bed, Zhao Hanjun's pale eyes kept falling on her.

Her calmness, skill, and confidence all made him feel like he had a magic force that attracted him, making it impossible to take his eyes off her.

For a moment, he suddenly felt that the black birthmark on her face was not so ugly!