Xia Xiaoxiao thought about it again, the thought in her mind stayed for a long time, not sure whether to ask or not, hesitated for a long time, and gritted her teeth to ask in the eyes of the master of the pure law that showed the vicissitudes of a hundred years, she secretly glanced around, and made sure that no one would eavesdrop on their boring conversation here, so she opened her mouth ruthlessly, she raised her chin, and said with an indifferent look: "I want to do something, I want to ask the master to help me calculate the probability of success." ”

"Ishei." Master Pure Law raised a finger in front of Xia Xiaoxiao, and Xia Xiaoxiao answered her as soon as her voice fell.

"Ichisei?!" Xia Xiaoxiao stood up suddenly, his face was even more ugly than before, isn't the chance of one percent equal to no chance? Seeing that Master Pure Law was still sitting there with a calm face, she stabilized her emotions and sat down again, unwillingly: "Master doesn't even know what I do, how can I know that there is only a chance of one percent?" ”

Master Pure Law looked at her with a determined expression, opened his mouth, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "The donor is asking about the chance of leaving the palace?" ”

Like a thunderclap into her mind, Xia Xiaoxiao at this time said that it was false not to be shocked, and no one except herself knew about planning to leave the palace. The Pure Dharma Master still had a smile on his face, but at this time, it seemed to her that there was an extra layer of inscrutable profundity.

Xia Xiaoxiao stopped smiling this time, the hanging on his face was gone, and he sat up straight and stared at the old man in front of him intently.

"The donor doesn't have to be nervous, the old man is not a person who chews the root of his tongue, and the donor can rest assured." Seeing her guarded look, the Pure Dharma Master couldn't help but laugh softly, "If the donor has nothing else to do, the old man will go back first." ”

"Master!" Xia Xiaoxiao was stunned for a while, and the Pure Law Master had already walked to the center of the corridor, she hurriedly got up and chased after her, looking at the somewhat rickety back, and for a moment felt that he was no different from an ordinary old man, "Probability...... Is it really only one percent? ”

Master Pure Dharma turned sideways to look at her across the corridor, was silent for a moment, and then told her, "Unless the donor can have a noble person to help." ”

"How much is that?" The moonlight pulled the figure of the Pure Dharma Master to the wall along the eaves, but the upper body was still in the dark, Xia Xiaoxiao couldn't see the expression on the Pure Dharma Master's face, but he could only clearly see the rosary in the Pure Dharma Master's hand turning three in his palm.

Master Pure Dharma muttered something in his mouth and walked towards the main hall, Xia Xiaoxiao didn't have the heart to listen, it was late at night, and the lights in the main hall were still on.

At this time, she was the only one left in the courtyard, so she simply sat on the ground, and no one saw it anyway.

30% of the chance, how is she going to escape? She still wants to take her aunt away, if no one is willing to help her, then the odds are not even ten percent?

The moonlight also felt dissipated, except for the light of the main hall, and it seemed to be pitch black all around. She put her forehead against her knees, her face completely buried in her arms, she couldn't get out of the palace, how could she get out of the palace? If she fails, she loses her most precious life, even if she is willing to gamble, but if she loses, even her aunt will be taken in, she can't harm her aunt, but she can't bear to see her aunt stay in the palace for the rest of her life, and herself, once she loses, she will really be doomed.

One percent, at most thirty percent, the chance of success is smaller than the chance of her getting rich.

Xia Xiaoxiao really wanted to cry.

In the early morning, the bronze bell that rings in Yong'an Temple spreads all over the mountain, the fog has not dissipated, around the way up the mountain, look down from the top, the layers of clouds and mist are stepped on under the feet, such as the sky.

After a few days of pure life in Yong'an Temple, Xia Xiaoxiao and a few people left Yong'an Temple early this morning and returned to Beijing, leaving only a dozen or so guards of the forbidden army to protect the queen's safety in Yong'an Temple.

Of course, these days are not pure at all for Xia Xiaoxiao.

In the inner hall of the temple, a golden Buddha statue standing in front of the hall is almost the same as that in the outer hall, but the decoration in the hall is much more detailed than the outside. This is a temple dedicated to the royal family.

At this time, a woman dressed in plain clothes but with extraordinary makeup was kneeling in front of the Buddha with her hands folded on her chest, reciting the Buddha's words sincerely, and two maidservants in plain clothes stood on each side of her side. Only people who have practiced martial arts for many years can notice it slightly, and the two of them look no different from ordinary people, but they can hardly detect the appearance of breathing, which shows how deep the internal strength is.

Not long after, a figure appeared behind Yun Hui, kneeling humbly. She didn't seem to notice.

For a long time, there were still only bells and voices muttering from Yun Hui's mouth in the hall, Yun Cheng didn't speak, and the man behind her didn't dare to speak, just knelt quietly, and even his breathing became cautious, for fear of disturbing the queen mother in front of Yue Huaguo, who was above 10,000 people.

After reciting a Buddhist scripture, Yun Cheng slowly opened her eyes, Gui Mama hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, stretched out her hand, and the palace maid on the side handed two incense, she walked to the Buddha and lit the incense and put it into the incense burner, and closed her eyes and recited two sentences silently.

Unhurried, he finished everything in an orderly manner, and when he opened his eyes again, he re-attached a layer of coldness, "He's back?" ”

The guard behind him asked for peace, "Back to my mother's words, yes!" ”

She turned to look at the guards and asked, "Does the emperor know about this?" ”

"I already know." The guard replied.

Yun Ji waved her hand lightly, and Mama Gui sent everyone to retreat, and the hall was quieter than before.

Yun Ji looked back at the Buddha statue, and her originally kind face looked a little weird at this time. Behind her, outside the palace gate, where the Imperial City of Yue Huaguo was located, a rain of blood was surging.

She still had a smile on her lips.