On the day of the Changqing Festival, the snow had not melted, and snowflakes began to fall in the sky again.

The Zhou family also learned that the Qingwang Mansion sent a post from the Tianzhu Monk Buddhist Association of Daxingshan Temple, so he asked the slave to set up a carriage and horse for the Qi family and Suning's mother and daughter, and regardless of the cold and windy day, the mother and daughter were personally sent out of the door.

Daxingshan Temple is one of the best famous temples in the whole Chang'an City, located in the Jingshan Fang in the east of the city, and the nearby dignitaries are also gathered, and there is a long distance from Guangdefang.

Still in the carriage, Qi began to feel a little excited in his heart, and kept chatting with Suning'er about the Buddhist meeting.

This kind of mood, Suning'er can understand, even if she doesn't understand Buddhism, she also knows the influence of Tianzhu Buddhism in this era.

A devout believer like Qi can see a Taoist monk from Tianzhu in his lifetime, which is like an unknown fan seeing his idol, and his mood is uncontrollable.

At this point, Suning'er felt that King Qing was indeed a pleasing guy.

Don't look at his cold posture on weekdays, but he can grasp people's preferences.

Seeing that this woman was comfortable and relaxed all the way, Suning'er didn't dare to mention that going to the Daxingshan Temple today was not just to accompany her to listen to the monk's teachings.

Although he has now made a family agreement with King Qing's Mansion, he has left the sight of his parents and let her, as a daughter, go to King Qing alone, and the Qi family is still not at ease.

But on this side, Suning'er felt that there was a reason to see, so she could only hide it from the Qi family.

Qi thought that she had made a special trip to listen to the Fa with him today, and while he was moved, he also told her that after she arrived at Daxingshan Temple, she could go to the temple to pray for blessings, and she didn't have to stay by her side.

This made Suning'er feel a lot more comfortable, if she really wanted to be stared at all the time, not to mention that it was not good to go to King Qing, even if she really stayed by her side and listened to the Buddhist meeting for a day, she would feel as bored as listening to the book of heaven.

So after arriving at Daxingshan Temple, Qi led Qingchun to the Dharma Hall by himself, and Suning'er led Shuang'er to follow Ye Lanlan to the Guanyin Hall to pray for blessings.

Although today's Daxingshan Temple is very lively, most of the people who come here are believers who worship Tantric Buddhism, and they are all coming to the Buddha meeting opened by the Tianzhu monks, so there are not many people who come to the major temples to pray for blessings.

In this Chang'an city, the favored by the eunuchs is still the royal temple Da Zhuangyan Temple.

For this kind of famous temple, Suninger has always been very awe-inspiring, I remember that when I was in Yangzhou before, during the New Year's Festival, she often followed her family to Daming Temple to pray for blessings and incense.

Every time I enter the temple, I feel that my soul is cleansed and my heart is peaceful.

Now, after a time gap of thousands of years, she still has the same feeling when she arrives in this magnificent ancient palace.

Kneeling on the futon in front of the Guanyin Palace, Suning'er folded her hands, unconsciously recalled all the encounters she had experienced here, and began to silently sigh about the impermanence of the world.

I thought I had died in that tsunami a long time ago, but I never thought that I would be reborn again, who would dare to believe such a thing.

When he was disheartened, he once again experienced the ups and downs of Qingwangfu's proposal and retreat, which made him so desperate that he just wanted to survive for the rest of his life.

What she didn't expect once again was that when the mountains and rivers were exhausted, she won the appreciation of the saint with a poem and earned back her prestige.

She occasionally listened to people in the market talk about the "Dream Like a Hook" she made at the Qujiang Poetry Conference, and she had mixed reviews.

Some people praise her for her quick thinking and talent, and her talent is no better than that of the world's famous literati, and she will definitely become a famous celebrity in the future; Of course, some people think that she is deliberately flattering, or that she is currying favor with King Qing, or that she is deliberately causing the saint to hurt.

After all, at that time, "Dream Like a Hook" was written after King Qing's divorce, and it happened that the ministers and officials all knew that being a pilgrim was the most spoiled by the deceased concubine.

She neither wants to be a shining pearl in the literary world like Du Hongniang, nor does she want to be a heroine, but she just wants to live in peace in a pure land.

So kneeling in this Guanyin Temple, in front of all the gods, she only hoped that the next days would be smooth and smooth, and there would be no more chaos.

When she opened her eyes after praying for blessings, she squinted at Ye Lanlan on the side, and couldn't help but tremble with fright, and almost fell off the futon.

There is still Ye Lanlan's shadow next to him.

She simply prayed for a blessing, and she didn't know when Ye Lanlan slipped out, and King Qing quietly took her place.

Trembling and standing up, Su Ning'er faintly felt that her knees were a little numb, and she thought carefully, she didn't seem to have kneeling for long.

Hearing her movement, King Qing slowly opened his eyes, and when he stood up, his legs went weak and he almost knelt back.

Su Ning'er was shocked, but saw him stand up again with a calm face, glanced at himself coldly, and slowly walked towards the outside of the hall without making a sound.

Su Ning'er followed out with doubts, and only then did he go out of the main hall, King Qing suddenly stopped again, and there seemed to be some complaints hidden in his pair of bright cold eyes: "Su Yiniang, this king is very curious, are you here to pray or repent?" ”

Su Ning'er was even more puzzled, and asked hesitantly: "Why did Your Highness say this?" ”

"You have been kneeling in the temple for an hour."

King Qing let out a short sigh and walked straight forward.

Only then did Suning'er find out the reason for the numbness in her knees just now, but she didn't expect that she had been in it for so long.

She hurriedly caught up with King Qing and asked urgently, "Didn't Your Highness also kneel in the palace with the slave family for an hour?" ”

King Qing stopped again, lowered his eyebrows, and his eyes were already showing tenderness to the bone: "This king has just come from the squatter's side." ”

His tone was stubborn, and he didn't say much, even if he gave an explanation for the few numbers, he could only make Suning'er choose to nod suspiciously.

Anyway, I didn't see it, everything was up to him.

But thinking of the difficult movement when he got up, I am afraid that he also knelt here for a long time.

Raised his eyes and looked around, it was white and vast, very clean, I was afraid that I had gone to listen to the Buddhist meeting, and I didn't know where Ye Lanlan had hidden.

King Qing probably realized her thoughts, and explained slowly: "This king asked the temple for a secluded courtyard with a few clean squatter rooms, and let her go there to rest first." ”

As he spoke, he turned his back, covered his mouth and coughed softly.

When he turned around again, Suning'er looked at him fixedly, only to see that his good-looking face was already a little yellow, and the whole person was much haggard compared to before.

She suddenly felt a little sad in her heart.