"Isn't this Mrs. Murong's car?"

On the street, because of the pomp and circumstance of visitors, pedestrians consciously moved out of the way.

Shen Yueji looked at the graceful young woman sitting in the car, this time she was no longer in a carriage, but a sedan chair carried by four people, wearing white clothes could not hide the pale and haggard face, and even those eyes were red and swollen.

It has a thick bloodshot.

This kind of her makes people feel even more majestic, just passing by the streets of the capital, but everyone is so angry that they don't dare to gasp because of this oppressive atmosphere.

"This Mrs. Murong is really good enough, she just died of her son, and she can still hang out here so swaggeringly."

"She's plain white, without the backdrop of silk and satin, where are she going?"

"Where else can I go? It should be the Guangliang Temple not far away. ”

At this time, an old woman beside her spoke.

Hearing this, Shen Yueji glanced at the old woman who was talking, and was puzzled: "Guangliang Temple? ”

"Is the girl a local in the capital? Why don't you even know this? ”

Maybe she wanted to avoid trouble, but the old woman couldn't control her mouth, so she leaned into Shen Yueji's ear and whispered: "Since the death of the first queen, this Mrs. Murong will run to Guangliang Temple every once in a while, and I heard the servants of the Prime Minister's Mansion say that Mrs. Murong is overspending herself for her daughter. Alas. ”

Speaking of this, the old woman couldn't help but sigh, "The first queen is really pitiful, you said, they are all children born to Mrs. Murong, why is this treatment so different." I heard that when the first queen died, it was still Mrs. Murong who urged the emperor to kill her, not to mention pleading, and she didn't even shed a tear, how can there be such a mother in this world. ”

"Let's go."

"Miss, where are you going?"

"Come along and have a look." Shen Yueji said lightly.

"Follow Mrs. Murong to Guangliang Temple?" Double Happiness asked.

"Hmm."

……

Guangliang Temple is the only temple in the capital, and there are many people who come here every day to burn incense and pray for blessings. Shen Yueji followed behind Murong Yun's car and entered the gate of the temple together.

There are not many people who come to burn incense in Guangliang Temple today, and they are received by a young monk, guided by him, and Shen Yueji follows him to a Buddha statue.

Stepping in, there were four soft sleepers in front of the Buddha statue, different from other temples, the soft sleepers here were red, and she saw Murong Yun slowly walking towards the soft sleeper and kneeling up with the support of her grandmother.

After the little monk next to her took three pillars of incense and gave it to her, he said Amitabha Buddha and retreated.

Shen Yueji was not too far away from her, and there were two soft sleepers in between, she took the three pillars of incense handed by the little monk and nodded.

Murong Yun closed his eyes, muttered words in his mouth, slowly planted the incense, and worshipped sincerely.

Shen Yueji also learned from her, and after the incense was inserted, she suddenly turned her head, looked at Murong Yun's pale and plain face, and smiled: "Is the sun coming out of the west today?" The palace finally went back to the house, and even met Mrs. Murong. ”

Shen Yueji's words made the woman who had made her concentrate on worshipping stagnate, and then turned her head to look at her, obviously recognizing her.

"It turned out to be Shen Guifei."

Her tone was cold, not respectful, but not disrespectful.

"My Gu family is highly valued by the emperor, and I don't have to pay homage to the emperor when I am allowed to see you, and now that I have met Shen Guifei, the same is true. The courtiers did not get up and saluted the concubine. ”