Zhao Changgou's deadline is to send Xia Muyao to Youfu'an within seven days, seeing that the days are approaching day by day, his heart is getting more and more painful, Youfu'an is pure and simple, in addition to chanting every day, it is labor, Xia Muyao is afraid that she will have to endure hardship.

He only told Xia Muyao about this on the fifth day, anyway, she would have to face it sooner or later, tell her in advance, so that she can be mentally prepared.

Xia Muyao smiled faintly, compared to being given death, confinement himself in Youfu Nunnery is already a great gift.

"Heshuo," seeing Xia Muyao smiling, Zhao Yuanting's guilt and reluctance in his heart were even stronger, "It's me who failed to take care of you, but one day, I will take you back to me." ”

"I remember I told you that I would like to live in the nunnery for the rest of my life, and now it has fulfilled me." Xia Muyao looked back at Zhao Yuanting.

"But Pegatron, I can't bear it." Zhao Yuanting hugged Xia Muyao, and his heart was unbearable.

"You have a bigger mission, and this little separation is nothing." Xia Muyao stared at Zhao Yuanting, "You must fight for the throne before you can release me." ”

Zhao Yuanting looked at the deep heat in Xia Muyao's eyes, and said nothing.

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On the seventh day, Xia Muyao and Zhen'er were sent to Youfu Nunnery together. Mama An was old, so she didn't go with her. Zhao Yuanting did not follow, but still entered the palace as usual, and went to the military department to work after the early dynasty dispersed.

Zhang Yaxian was sick in bed, and when she heard Xia Muyao leave the house and go to Youfu Nunnery, she felt a little breath in her chest. The rest of the matter is much simpler, after a few days, let Juyizhuang send a killer to Youfu'an and quietly solve this thorn in the eye.

Xia Muyao went to Youfu Nunnery, saw the abbot, and was arranged to settle down in a room behind the nunnery. Xia Muyao is not a monk, so she doesn't have a legal name, and she doesn't have to lose her hair, she is imprisoned here.

Youfuan is halfway up the mountain, it is the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the trees are still lush and green, the air is full of the aroma of plants, Xia Muyao stood on a high place, looking at the layers of green waves, and her heart was calm. The experience of the past few months is enough for her to face all the changes.

In the afternoon, Zhao Yuanting took the time to come to Youfu'an, he brought a girl with an expressionless face, and asked the abbot of Youfu'an to arrange her next to Xia Muyao's room.

Then I went to see the place where Xia Muyao lived, there were only daily necessities, extremely simple, Zhao Yuanting sighed secretly, but saw Xia Muyao looking leisurely, she even pointed to the scenery outside the nunnery and said to Zhao Yuanting: "This place is more beautiful than the scenery of your general's mansion, do you think I will cultivate into an immortal here?" ”

"You don't have to be an immortal, grow up here well, and wait for me to pick you up." Zhao Yuanting stepped forward and grabbed Xia Muyao's soft and boneless little hand, reluctant to let go again.

Xia Muyao looked back at Zhao Yuanting and smiled, now that she was separated from him, she felt that he was not as hateful as before.

Before leaving, Zhao Yuanting met with the abbot of Youfu Nunnery and asked her to take care of Xia Muyao, as for the girl he brought, as long as the nunnery provided three meals a day, there was no need to restrain her in other things.

That girl was inserted by Zhao Yuanting to protect Xia Muyao.

At night, Xia Muyao slept in the nunnery, smelling the smell of incense, and felt calm like never before.

"Jen'er, do you like it here?" Xia Muyao asked Zhen'er.

"I like it, it's quieter than the General's Mansion." Zhen'er had never attended a private school and was illiterate, so she was not able to express her inner feelings in words.