Xingyao asked Emperor Li to go to the meditation nunnery to worship incense and pray for blessings, and Emperor Li agreed.

The temple is located halfway up the north side of Mt. Futu.

The entrance is at the northern foot of Mount Fortu.

There was no nunnery on the mountain.

Because the queen gave birth to a stillborn child, and then failed to raise again, she devoted herself to the Buddha, donated all her dowry to build a simple nunnery here, and lived here to worship the Buddha.

For more than ten years, some concubines went to worship incense and donate incense money, and the nunnery was expanded, and gradually had a certain scale.

During the Ming Xiaozong period, the number of concubines in the palace hit a record high.

There are many people who are troubled, and there are many disheartened or degraded concubines who come here to become nuns, and the nunnery is busy, and people come here to burn incense almost every day.

The people who come to burn incense are all people in the palace, and there are forbidden army patrols, so the environment is relatively safe.

When Xingyao's sedan chair arrived at the foot of the mountain, Zhu Qi had already quietly arrived to wait here.

He had a wounded hand and was not good at riding a horse, so he came in a sedan chair.

The sedan chair is inconvenient to go up the mountain. They asked their attendants to wait at the foot of the mountain, and they climbed up together.

Xing Yao's body was as light as a swallow, and Zhu Qi couldn't keep up, so he shouted from behind: "If my hand is good, I will definitely take your hand and go." ”

Xingyao stopped, turned around and waited for him.

When he got closer, she whispered, "Shuai Guo, if you hold my hand, the prince will be angry." ”

Zhu Qi laughed and said, "He's not so stingy. ”

"Well, no one thinks you're ......"

She didn't say the word "man" for fear of hurting his self-esteem.

She laughed too, for she was almost moved by the memory of the time he had sworn to live and die with her.

Now I think that since he is not a man, he can be his best friend, and there is no need to be so taboo.

Zhu Qi stretched out his arms around her neck and asked, "Then what if I'm a man?" ”

She was about to push his hand away, but he immediately cried out in pain, and she had to stop and say solemnly: "No if!" ”

"What if?"

His face pressed against her hair, rubbing slowly, feeling the softness.

"Why are you so bored every time, just don't have ifs!"

She looked away at him, and met his eyes as deep as the lake looking at her, and she couldn't help but beat faster.

He's a eunuch, what are you afraid of!

Thinking of this, she felt at ease and helped him to continue to climb up.

There was a hunchbacked old man in front of them.

He was struggling to climb up with the water of the mountain spring, and his movements were very slow.

Xingyao felt very pitiful and wanted to help him carry the water.

He said no, that it was his way of survival to bring water to the mountains, and that he didn't need help.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head sideways to look at Zhu Qi and said, "It's finally here." The voice was slightly agitated.

Zhu Qi asked rhetorically, do you mean me?

He didn't answer, and continued to climb with the water on his back.

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"What's wrong with your hand? Come and show me. This was the first thing the queen said when she saw Zhu Qi.

A warm flow flowed into Zhu Qi's heart.

He came out of the edict the evening before yesterday, and until today, his hands were wrapped in thick bandages, and he couldn't sleep well at night.

His biological mother, Emperor Li Guifei, had never asked a word of concern, as if his hands should have been like this, and this queen, who rarely saw her once a year, saw it at first sight.

She carefully removed the bandage as she pursed her mouth and blew softly.

This action was a bit similar to Xing Yao, and a comfortable smile bloomed on his face.

The last layer was difficult to remove because the cloth was already tightly stuck to the flesh.

Every time he moved a little, Zhu Qi screamed.

When he was in prison, no matter how painful it was, he gritted his teeth and endured it, but in front of the queen, he didn't want to endure it.

Every time he screamed, the queen's heart twitched, and she panicked.

When all the cloth was unwrapped, a tear fell on his hand, it was hot and a little tingling, but it was very comfortable after the pain.

"How much should you have suffered? You wait. ”

The queen got up and left the hall as she spoke, her eyes reddening.