After this incident, there has been a rumor in the market, the Tao is that in the 22nd year of Xuande, when the concubine was in the province of Xian, the fourth lady of Nalan Mansion happened to steal ginseng, and after carefully persuading her to change her evil and return to the right, she was given the name "Shen"!

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Ten years later

In the spring of March, when the willows are like smoke and the flowers are like brocades, the Biyun Temple reflected in the green mountains and green trees ushered in an endless stream of pilgrims.

Because this year's autumn is the triennial palace draft, so the daughters of the Shieun Reading House have rushed to this temple with the most incense to pray for blessings, hoping that the Buddha can bless them with the golden luan, and the future is bright.

In the center of the temple there is a huge Bodhi tree, also known as the marriage tree, and the treetop is covered with red brocade satin used by women to pray for blessings, like flowers in brocade, which is very beautiful.

Under the tree, there stood a tall son, this son had a cold face, thin lips and resolute, dark and deep eyes like a tiger and a leopard, and the cold aura exuded from his body was amazing, but seeing him with a purple and gold crown, wearing an ink brocade robe, and a dragon and phoenix sword across his waist, like a god, people did not dare to peep and dare not look sideways.

This person is Emperor Xuande's favorite four princes - Huyan Jueluo * Wenhao.

At this moment, he was tightening the corners of his lips as thin as a knife blade, watching the excitement with cold eyes.

I saw a crazy old man with a cloak staggering in front of him, grabbed a woman in purple with a beautiful face, and said mysteriously: "Strange things, it's so strange!" Girl, you are a noble face, how can you be left behind in the people? ”

The woman in purple was startled at first, but when she heard the old Taoist say that she was a nobleman, her panicked pretty face suddenly smiled: "What does the Taoist mean by this?" Ziyu is a woman in the Qinglou, how can she have a rich and noble life? Could it be ..... Will I be able to marry a very rich uncle in the future? ”

The crazy old man smiled, his eyes seemed wise, and he said incomprehensibly: "I am talking about more than that, the girl will definitely be able to marry the king of a country in the future, and then the mother of the world, because you are the destiny of the king of ten thousand phoenixes!" ”

After hearing this, Ziyu almost jumped up with joy, affectionately holding the old bustard's plump and round arm, and smiling as bright and dazzling as the old anemone bracelet on her wrist: "Mother Jin, my daughter will never accept guests in the future, this Taoist chief said that her daughter is the life of the queen......"

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In fact, except for Wen Hao, no one knows that this madman has been wandering here for a long time, and as long as he sees a young woman with a slightly flat head and a straight face, he will pull people to say these words, this is the eighth time, and I don't know which women will take it seriously?

However, as long as he thought of the vain smile on the faces of those women who thought they could fly on the branches, Wen Hao's heart was extremely disgusted, could it be that in this mundane world, there is no girl who does not seek fame and fortune, but only for the sincerity?

"Fourth brother?"

A mellow voice like wine sounded from behind, interrupting Wen Hao's inexplicable thoughts, he slowly turned around, and what caught his eye was a handsome man, wearing a bright and dazzling crimson bronzing python robe slowly walking towards him.

This man was standing for a year, his face was like a crown of jade, a pair of narrow peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and the edges of his lips were like a smile.

Wen Hao watched indifferently as the man walked up to him, then he bowed slightly, and called out coldly and hoarsely: "Second brother." ”

"I didn't expect that the fourth brother would also set foot in the pure land of Buddhism?" The man was lazy and self-contained, and on his handsome and windy face, there was a faint cold smile containing a blade.

Wen Hao stood proudly with his hands in his hands, and asked with a sneer: "Where can the second brother come?" Why can't the fourth brother come? ”

"I heard that Daoist Baiyun is visiting Abbot Huijing at the moment, could it be that the fourth brother is also here and wants to ask him for divination?" Wen Xuan asked tentatively, a pair of peach blossom eyes suddenly gloomy.

"The fourth brother never believed in the words of the warlocks, and he came here today just to meditate and worship the Buddha." Wen Hao's ink eyes were slightly constricted, making people unable to distinguish emotions, but the corners of his mouth raised a trace of disdain.

Since he was a child, he has been deeply attached to his father, although he did not get the title of prince, but everyone knows that he is the prince of Emperor Xuande's mind, and his identity is extremely noble, so he has been hurt and assassinated by many palace concubines and siblings, and he is also thanks to Emperor Xuande's fierce means.

"Huh! I didn't expect that a person like the fourth brother with blood-stained hands would actually believe in Buddhism? Wen Xuan's smile was like a flower, but he didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

"It's a pity that if you kill too many people, even if you put down the butcher's knife, the Buddha Gate will not necessarily accept you, and the second brother has something to take the first step, so it will not prevent the fourth brother from slowly visiting here." After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and turned around and walked away leisurely!

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The main hall of Biyun Temple, cigarette smoke curls, overcrowded, countless young and jade-looking girls folded their hands, raised their chests, foreheads, and heads, and then threw themselves on the ground, worshipping the Buddha and praying sincerely.

"The believer Nalan is cautious, cherishes fate and believes in fate, knowing that she has no chance to marry the person she admires in her heart in this life, so she asks the Buddha to bless me and let me get out of the bitter sea of the Nalan family as soon as possible and marry a lover who can be trusted for life!"

Ming Shen wore a blue smoke and sprinkled silk robe, knelt on the futon in front of the Buddha statue, folded his hands and prayed silently, the eyes on the beautiful and moving melon seed face were closed, and the dense eyelashes were embedded in the top like a black brush, and the long black hair and ruddy lips that hung down the shoulders reflected each other, revealing a trace of mystery and indifference.

"Miss is outstanding, she will definitely be able to win the golden luan, and she will accompany the king in the future, so she will no longer have to be pulled by the villain!" Lingxi couldn't hide the smile between her eyebrows, and said with fantasy, while bending down to help Ming Shen up, the cyan silk robe on her body made her face even more beautiful, and her figure was slender!

When Ming Shen heard this, he immediately glanced at her with vigilance, and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense!" ”

Lingxi Nono let out an "oh", and slowly lowered his dark face.

At that time, a young girl with red satin in her hand walked outside the door, and the girl walked in front of Ming Shen in a pink printed robe, and said with a sweet smile: "This is a marriage belt that has been opened for you to find a master, and the young lady's thoughts are all written on it, you hurry up and throw it, if you delay a good time, it will not work." ”

Ming Shen took the red satin, led the two to the marriage tree, raised his eyes to look up at the Bodhi tree that was thousands of 'years old', and saw thousands of clusters of glow bursting out of the gaps in the branches and leaves like golden arrows, and those red satin that was full of glow were helplessly swaying the bright and dazzling Jinshi Su Nian under the blowing of the wind.

Will his fate be like a brocade struggling in the wind?

May God bless her and Lord Buddha bless her from being like those remnants of the wind that blow to the ground.

Secretly praying in her heart, Ming Shen picked up her toes, hung the red satin on the treetops, and then walked outside the temple with Caifeng and Lingxi.

From time to time, a gust of wind rustled the marriage tree, and the crumbling red satin on the branch was finally blown away from the treetops by the wind, and after drawing half a circle in the sky, it finally covered the face of Wen Hao under the tree.