Xiao Siwen hurriedly continued, "Zen master, how do you say this?" Why can't my daughter be sure? "Could it be that you are talking about entering the palace as a concubine?

The Zen master said slowly, "It is a rich flower, but you don't want to compete with the crowd to be beautiful, clean yourself, don't you live up to the spring?" If you don't flow through the biting mountain streams and dry wastelands, and don't go through hardships, how can you gather small streams into the sea? ”

Xiao Xuan heard this in a fog, she thought to herself, why can't she say it directly, if it weren't for her father's instructions not to reveal her identity when he came, she really wanted to ask the Zen master directly if she could not marry the emperor.

Xiao Siwen seemed to be enlightened, his eyes were full of joy, he couldn't hold back his joy, and said to Xiao Sui, "Yanyan, look, this is the guidance of God, do you still want to refuse?" ”

A look of disappointment slipped through Xiao Sui's eyes, and she lowered her head, avoiding her father's gaze.

Even if this was God's arrangement, what was it that allowed her to meet her brother Xianning before? Their fate ended in just three mets, is this what God arranged for her? Why is God unfair?

The Zen master's eyes were deep, he smiled and sighed, got up and folded his hands, took a step back, and bowed to them, which was the order to evict the guests.

Xiao Siwen didn't care, just listened to the unsigning, he was satisfied, and finally didn't plan anything wrong for his daughter.

Xiao Siwen bowed a few times and walked out of the meditation room with a smile, but Xiao Sui was still sullen.

Before Xiao Sui went out, he also glanced back, which happened to meet the eyes of the old Zen master, the old Zen master's deep eye sockets, the corners of the eyes were full of wrinkles, and the two eyes were as clear as water, like a clear spring injected into Xiao Xuan's eyes, which instantly made Xiao Xuan get peace of mind.

She nodded politely to the Zen master, and then left with Xiao Siwen.

The spring breeze in the Zen courtyard is rising, the peach blossom petals are sprinkled, like rain falling one after another, the fresh air is mixed with the fragrance of peach blossoms and the smell of incense, the old Zen master with his hands folded in the direction of their departure, bowing slightly, muttering to himself.

"The red face is like a flame, burning up your body and resting, the long night is endless, the red face is lonely and endless, endless..."

Burn yourself out...

Endless loneliness...

Is this Xiao Xuan's fate?

What will Xiao Xuan's life be? Why did God put all the heavy responsibilities of the family and the country on a little girl, how could she hold it up?

It is the jasper years when the flowers are blooming, and the Khitan girl of Xiao Sui's age is racing horses in the grassland with women of the same age, playing with her beloved man, and being a guest at the enthusiastic herdsman's house on the grassland.

However, this is fate, an irresistible fate.

Back in Xiao's mansion, the house was quiet, there was no Xiao Sui's laughter, there was no Xiao Siwen's good face, Mrs. Xiao also had a sad face, and the subordinates did not dare to touch the masters' heads, this quiet seemed to be the kind of quiet before Xiao Shuangshuang was going to get married, and it was terrifyingly quiet.

Other people's families are jubilant when they marry their daughters, but the Xiao family is different, and when they marry a daughter, the family is silent.