Chapter Seventy-Two: Spring Rain Is As Precious as Oil

Once this rain fell, it was so rapid, not at all like the crispy and numb feeling of the spring rain in the past.

It's more like a torrential rain in summer, saying that it will fall when it falls, and it will come with the wind in the sky, and come together as a companion.

The bright sky in the spring suddenly darkened, and the outside of the house suddenly became a world of water.

The old pavilion master exclaimed: "Hengying, you are really a god.

Where is it still used to pray for rain, isn't this rain just coming? ”

Heng Ying was also a little surprised, "This rain is too urgent, something must have happened." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Caimo, who understood, and went out to inquire about the news.

The old pavilion master sat down again, knowing that he would not be able to get out of this meeting.

He looked at Heng Ying lovingly, "Child, I know you're in a difficult situation.

If you want to be the chief of moon worship, you are destined to sacrifice your life at a critical time.

On the one hand, it is to obtain endless glory, and on the other hand, it is to give the most precious life.

It's a path of dedication, and you have to think about it. ”

Heng Ying lowered his head and muttered for a while, and then said: "Old Pavilion Master, I have been thinking about it for a long time, although I don't understand the original intention of God, but since I was chosen by mistake, I should accept it."

Just like back then, I was supposed to marry the third prince, but who knew that I ended up marrying Xiaoyi, and Xiaoyi finally chose to leave us. ”

Hearing Heng Ying say Xiaoyi's name, the old pavilion master's hand couldn't help but tremble a few times.

"Xiaoyi, I'll be back. I'm sure he'll be back. ”

The old pavilion master's eyes stared blankly ahead, as if staring at something in the void.

A thing that allows him to express his longing to his heart's content, but the painting heart looks at it carefully on the side, and there is nothing.

But hearing the old pavilion master say that the former uncle would come back, Huaxin was still startled.

She didn't know if the old pavilion master was old and had a coma.

Looking at Miss, there didn't seem to be any surprised expression, could it be that Miss was also in a coma.

At this time, there was a thunder outside, and the painting heart was startled.

Then, the rain outside gradually weakened, and there was no longer the momentum of the torrential rain, but it was dripping, slowly moistening everything in heaven and earth.

"All of this may have been predestined in the dark."

Heng Ying sighed infinitely in her heart, she didn't know if Xiao Yi could come back, and she didn't know when she would have to leave after accepting the position of the elder of the moon worship.

But all the affection in the world is still hard to give up.

"Hengying, I shouldn't have agreed to your marriage in the first place."

Huaxin was stunned when she listened to it, she didn't know whether the "you" that the old pavilion master said meant Miss and her former uncle, or Miss and His Majesty today.

She was confused, if it was before, then why speak now;

If it is with Your Majesty, this is a great disrespect.

Still said it in the palace, the old pavilion master must have a coma, it must be.

"Old Pavilion Master, I know that you are dedicated to my good, if I hadn't entered the palace, I wouldn't have caused so many things."

"Moon worship has nothing to do with you, but you have to make sacrifices for them, and the old man is reluctant."

When the old pavilion master talked about emotion, he actually had some tears.

"I understand, I understand, if Xiaoyi really comes back one day, he will understand me."

Hengying mentioned Xiaoyi, but there was always a smile on the corner of her mouth.

It seems that Xiaoyi is not her deceased husband, but just a lover who has traveled far away.

No matter how far she walked, she could still sense his thoughts and concerns.

"Xiaoyi naturally won't mind you remarrying, but today, the current appearance is less and less like what she promised us."

When the old pavilion master mentions today, he always has a dissatisfaction that cannot be concealed.

At his age, he doesn't seem to care what others say about him.

"Today, although he promised us to be a good emperor, the mandate of heaven is not only favor, but also punishment, and theft, I can only use all my strength to help him guard this country."

The old pavilion master wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and sighed for a long time, "Well, well, yes, this is my good boy." ”

The sound of the rain became smaller and smaller, and just when the raindrops were gone, the sound of eunuchs clapping their hands one by one came from outside.

Heng Ying knew that this was the emperor coming.

"Old Pavilion Master, Your Majesty is here."

"Oh, oh." The children playing outside were also startled by the clapping of their hands and hurried in.

He saw that Concubine Yun had already stood up, and hurriedly went to help the old pavilion master up.

The emperor came in with the spring rain like that, and his face was all wet.

Heng Ying took a handkerchief to wipe it for the emperor, and the fine and soft heavy Luo rubbed it on his face, which was also soft.

As soon as the emperor turned around and saw that the old pavilion master was also here, he hurriedly said hello.

"Why is the old pavilion master here? It's raining like this, so let's have dinner with me and go back. ”

"The spring rain is as precious as oil, and the old man also wants to learn from His Majesty to take a walk in the rain. That's the end of it. ”

Saying that, the old pavilion master saluted and left, and the little boy kowtowed to the emperor, and followed two steps out of the door.

"Look, isn't this rain coming? A few days ago, he urged me to pray for rain, and this old man is afraid that he is also verbose to pray for rain. ”

Heng Ying smiled, "I also pointed out that Your Majesty guessed, what a coincidence, the old pavilion master was sitting here, and he saw that it was raining outside."

He kept praising His Majesty for his wisdom, and only then did he get rain in the Heavenly Palace. ”

"Can the old man praise me? Hengying, don't cover it up for him, you must have said how bad a car of me as an emperor is.

However, just after Qingming, this spring rain came, which shows that God is still satisfied with me, right? ”

The emperor's mood was exceptionally good, he thought about what Zhou Yao said in the Tiyuan Hall just now, he could experience the sacred heart, this is a good courtier.

Isn't it? Let's just say that in this harem, those who have won the Sacred Heart are good concubines.

Since then, the front and harem are all one, if they are all people who understand like Zhou Yao, they will have to save a lot of effort.

"What do you think? Your Majesty, how is the exam for the Spring Festival? Have you ever entered the eye of heaven and won the Sacred Heart? ”

When the emperor heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy, Hengying was really trouble-free.

The two of them talked secretly for a while in the dripping spring rain.

When the emperor left, Caimo quietly prayed to the Buddha statue on the side.

Hengying saw it and asked her, "What are you doing here?" Are you starting to worry about me? ”

Caimo had tears in her eyes, "In this palace, I know what this prayer for rain is all about."

The emperors are just to make a show, and it is the people who worship the moon who can really pray for rain, and they call on the power of the vast stars to turn into rain to nourish all things.

Others look at the scenery decently, but they all consume their own skills.

Now that I see that Niangniang is also embarking on the old path of the Queen Mother, I am really uneasy, and I can only pray for Niangniang. ”

Heng Ying didn't say anything anymore, and let her bow and worship in front of a small Buddha statue constantly.