Lan Xin's eyes flashed, and she seemed to be puzzled: "The advantages outweigh the disadvantages?" ”

Gongsun Jingyi took a deep breath and said: "Naturally, why don't you think about it carefully, although her child has been saved, but the eldest prince is gone, if it is not expected, the child in Niangniang's womb is the eldest son of the emperor-" Her voice sank into her ears, with a sense of demagogy.

Lan Xin sighed faintly and said: "This palace has never thought about it like this, but if she has no children today, it will be enough, the daughter of a businessman, no family, and no waves, but now it is different, no prince, this palace is very uneasy——"

Gongsun Jingyi said in a low voice: "What if it's the prince, the concubines have heard of it, the biological mother of the eldest prince is an inferior maid, and her spirit is not good, she is stupid and stupid, if it weren't for the wisdom of the eldest prince and the help of Concubine De, I'm afraid that I won't be able to enter Your Majesty's eyes, Niangniang, let's just wait and see what happens, Your Majesty made a decision in the previous dynasty, but the twists and turns in this harem may not be comparable to us——"

After being persuaded by Gongsun Jingyi like this, Lan Xin was also slightly relieved, and she muttered for a long time and said, "That Zijin won't say anything." ”

Gongsun Jingyi smiled like a spring breeze in April, warm and warm, but the words she confided were very cruel: "What can a dead man say-"

When He Xi woke up again, it was already the evening of the second day, and she subconsciously touched the side of the bed, there was nothing, nothing, cold and cold.

She slowly opened her eyes, and saw a full of white silk, the white like winter snow, soaked into the texture, piercing eyes painful, she opened her mouth slightly, but felt a dry itch in her throat, so she coughed hard, but it touched the wound on her arm, which was really embarrassing.

She burst into laughter, laughing, laughing, and laughing.

She wanted to reach out and touch the white silk hanging by the window curtain, but the hands seemed to be filled with heavy lead water, no matter what, she couldn't move a bit, the self-deprecation in her eyes was even worse, squeak, the door was opened, Ruyi came in with a white porcelain bowl, the pure white porcelain surface, without the slightest embellishment, but complemented the plain silk in the hall.

Ruyi walked to He Xi's side and said softly: "Niangniang, you have fainted for a day and a night, the water and rice have not entered, the slave maid asked the small kitchen to prepare sweet porridge, Niangniang is a little late, okay?" ”

He Xi's pure color was as pale as snow, half leaning on the bed, and said weakly: "Ruyi, where is Lin'er?" ”

Ruyi's hand paused without a trace, and then said softly: "The Internal Affairs Office sent a golden coffin early in the morning, and it has been sent to the Qin'an Palace, and the people in the harem have to chant and pray for blessings, and they even invited Master Huijue of Zhaohua Temple to come to over-"

After that, Ruyi pondered for a moment and said: "When the slave maid was hand-picked by the Internal Affairs Office to order casualties, she found that Zijin was also dead. It was she who told the slave that day that the eldest prince had abdominal pain and vomited, and now this clue is also broken-"

He Xi's fingers gradually curled up, and pinched out the folds of the Dao with the bean-green embroidered lotus leaves on her body, and said in a trembling voice: "Qin Ruohui Fan, but how can the other way be safe, this matter is not clear, but it is those pickled tricks that cut off Lin'er's life." ”

He Xi looked at Ruyi with a deceptive head, only to feel that she was preoccupied, as if she had something difficult to say, so she asked, "What?" ”

Ruyi struggled a little in his heart, then leaned over and knocked down and said in a deep voice: "Niangniang, although the matter of Zijin has not been settled, our Yuewei has seen some clues from the way those people use swords—yes—is the characteristic of the people of southern Xinjiang. He Xi asked a little puzzled: What did you say?

Ruyi cried and said: "Niangniang, that Yuewei told the slave maid that the people of Southern Xinjiang use swords differently from others, and the moves are all from Southern Xinjiang, so they will not admit their mistakes." ”

He Xi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Southern Xinjiang-wow, Southern Xinjiang-"

There seemed to be a fire burning in her eyes, burning her reason little by little, and Ruyi persuaded: "Niangniang, it must not be the prince, if the prince wants to get rid of the eldest prince, why bother so much-"

He Xi slowly shook his head and said, "Ruyi, have you forgotten?" If you want to kill Lin'er, you can go to the study and come to Lingxiu Palace to do something, those people's target is Bengong - someone wants Bengong's life. ”

Ruyi covered his lips in surprise and said: "Since it is southern Xinjiang, there are people who can't tolerate Niangniang, is it-"

He Xi said in a deep voice: "This matter must have nothing to do with her, but the forbidden place of the palace is heavily guarded, if no one responds in the palace, it is almost difficult to ascend to the sky, there must be people who should be in harmony with the outside and outside, and this person must be in an important position, why does the palace never know?" ”

Ruyi couldn't figure out the key, so she could only say slowly: "If Niangniang can't figure it out, when the prince comes back, there will be a few days before you ask." ”

He Xi said slowly: "There are indeed a lot of things to ask. ”

When He Xi helped Ruyi's hand to the Qin'an Palace, before he set foot in it, he heard the crying in the hall, but how many of these cries were sincere and how many were false, presumably only the gods above their heads could see the truth. He Xi slowly walked up the steps, frightening step by step, it seemed that he was walking on the blade, and if he was not careful, there was an abyss under him.

Close, can hear the Sanskrit sound around the flat square four corners of the glazed tile roof, people feel peaceful, the little eunuch guarding the door saw He Xi, hurriedly greeted and greeted, and then led He Xi to the side hall, only to enter the palace door, then smelled a strong sandalwood smell, the little eunuch led He Xi to the front of the golden coffin, handed over a fire fold to He Xi's hand, and said in a low voice: "Please also ask Niangniang to light an everlasting lamp for the eldest prince, the everlasting lamp will not be extinguished, and the eldest prince can also see the way on the Huangquan Road." ”

As he spoke, he touched his tears, she looked at the position on the side, there were already six or seven lamps burning, seeing her like this, the little eunuch said cleverly: "Your Majesty and the queen mother have already come to see it, the mother is weak, only the mother is missing." ”

Something flashed through He Xi's mind: "You said the queen? ”

The little eunuch nodded again and again and said: "The queen mother is the queen mother of the eldest prince, although she has been closed to the palace, but such a big thing has happened in the harem, and she must come out to be the abbot." ”

He Xi frowned slightly, Zijin is the queen's person, she knew this a long time ago, so she took advantage of Zipei's promotion to concubine, so she found an excuse and sent Zijin to the courtyard to serve, and now that this has happened, the queen suddenly came out to be the abbot, it is too much of a coincidence.

He Xi lit the lantern and said silently in his heart: "Lin'er, if you walk slower on the road, wait for your mother to give you justice." ”

She walked out of the side hall, and it happened that the chanting in the hall had stopped, and the little eunuch bowed down and made a gesture of please, saying, "Niangniang, you can go and pray for the eldest prince." ”

He Xi also walked to the main hall of the Qin'an Palace, and saw Dao Huijue standing in the center of the hall, she nodded slightly as if she was inviting An, and Huijue saw her expression.

I can't bear it, or in this temple, in addition to Ruyi, it is Huijue.

He Xi sprinkled the scriptures she had copied into the burning charcoal basin, these days, she almost dried up her tears, she stared at the beating flames, and only after a while did she get up and say to Hui Jue: "Several times to trouble the master, the master has worked hard-"

Huijue sighed and said: "I haven't seen Niangniang for a few months, but goodbye is already a thing or a person, Niangniang's matter is listened to by the poor monk, I just want to persuade Niangniang to mourn, the deceased has passed away, and the living should be cherished." ”

He Xi nodded and said softly: "Thank you, master, for your relief, but this pain can wake up the palace from time to time, and you have to remember them." ”

Huijue still knows a thing or two about He Xi's temperament, and he knows that He Xi has principles that he firmly believes, and it is not easy to persuade him. only sighed, took out a string of Buddhist beads from his arms, handed them to He Xi and said: "Niangniang, this Buddha bead was worn by the poor monk when the poor monk's sister went. ”

He Xi took it, only felt that the tentacles were warm, and the lines of each Bodhi seed were smooth and delicate, which showed that the wearer cherished it from time to time, and her hand groped carefully, and then smiled self-deprecatingly: "The master intends to degree, and they all say that if you use the Bodhi seed to count the beads, or use the reading, or hold the number to recite it again, its blessing is immeasurable." But that is the master's profound creation, what merit does the palace have, if there is really this merit, why why the people around the palace are like this, it's just that, this thing is not blessed in the palace, please take it back from the master. ”

She handed back the string of Bodhi beads in her hand to Huijue, at this time, Fuqing came in a hurry, saw He Xi, hurriedly bowed, and leaned over in the direction of the golden coffin, then got up and said to He Xi: "Your Majesty invites Niangniang to go to the Heart Cultivation Hall to speak——"

After that, he looked at the palace servants around him: "I heard that I found some clues, please go over and take a look." ”

He Xi nodded, saluted Hui Jue and left-Miao Xin had been following Hui Jue, and when she saw this, she came to her and said puzzledly: "Master, I don't appreciate Concubine Xi when I look at it, why should you?" ”

Hui Jue shook his head, put the string of Buddhist beads into his arms, and said softly: "The teacher asked you to study the Dharma on weekdays, but you did it?" ”

Miao Xin flattened her mouth and said: "Naturally, Miao Xin copied the scriptures every day, and never slacked off for a day. Hui Jue touched his round head and said kindly, "In that case, you can recite the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra for the teacher——"

Although Miao Xin did not understand the intention of Huijue, he still recited obediently: "When the Bodhisattva of Contemplation of Freedom and Freedom is in the depths of Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering—"