It took more than ten days for the weather to clear. The sun shines on the snow on the eaves. Yixuan can feel warm when she goes out.

She has always been afraid of the cold, and it can make her feel warm, and it is really warm.

Liu happily pulled his two daughters up and went to the temple to tell fortunes and ask for signs.

When Liu mentioned this to Yi Xuan, Yi Xuan was really surprised, she didn't expect Liu's memory to be so good.

The first reaction, Yi Xuan was very resistant. She thinks fortune telling is nothing more than a coaxing thing. Moreover, how can she explain something strange by accidentally calculating something?

But Liu is a very persistent woman, and Hongyu has recently been very depressed because of Lu Yingzhi's relationship, so she began to develop in fortune-telling and marriage. Yixuan had to be pulled away.

In fact, there are a lot of people who have come to Hongyu to tell the matchmaker recently, after all, she is the eldest granddaughter of the Wen family's second room, and the niece of the late Empress Jiarou. As for Yi Xuan, most of the noblewomen in the capital were still in the stage of realizing that she was a fool, so they locked their eyes on Hongyu.

But as for Hongyu, either she thinks that this son is not good-looking, or she is not talented, or she doesn't look down on other people's family backgrounds. Picking and choosing, it is better for Lu Yingzhi to match her mind.

Liu is really heartbroken about this.

After all, it was her own daughter, and it was impossible to put a knife on her neck. Hongyu didn't nod, and she couldn't help it for her mother. I just hope that Lu Yingzhi's kid can die to Yixuan as soon as possible.

For Lu Yingzhi's sake, Hongyu secretly competed with Yixuan, and she had to take the lead in everything. Just like when she went out today, Yi Xuan only wore a simple and elegant gray squirrel cloak with entwined plum branches, and wore a cloud bun as usual, and wore a beaded flower on her head, and she was fine with grease powder. Liu felt that he was too plain, and wanted to insert two golden steps on Yixuan's head, but was rejected by Yixuan, which made Liu very depressed.

As for the red jade, wearing a big red orangutan felt cloak, the head is full of pearls and emeralds, and the rings are jingling. The face is painted extremely white, and it is lit with vermilion lipstick. When he walked past Yixuan, he snorted with disdain.

Yixuan wanted to tell her that you could do it in a gorgeous style, but not like that...... The words came to his lips and he swallowed again.

I wouldn't listen to her anyway.

About an hour later, I arrived at Dafang Temple on the outskirts of Beijing.

Dafang Temple is an ancient temple, and it is a little old. It is open to the common people on weekdays, and sometimes it will take over the funerals and blessings of the palace, in short, it is a temple with a lot of history, and the incense is constantly burning. Today it is deserted, and I don't know what's going on.

Liu took his two daughters out of the carriage to enter, but was stopped by the monk at the door: "Amitabha, donor, please come back, our temple does not entertain pilgrims today." ”

Liu's eyes widened, "Why?" "It's hard to get out there.

The monk didn't explain, he just stopped. An idea suddenly popped up in Yi Xuan's heart, and this thought made her tremble.

"Mother, since people won't let you in, forget it. You take Hongyu back first, and I'll go around here. ”

Liu Shihu stared at her suspiciously: "What's better?" Mother accompanies you. ”

"No need." Yixuan pushed Liu into the carriage and smiled innocently, "I have never been to the outskirts of the city before, and I think the scenery here is beautiful, so I want to stay a little longer." Go first, I know the way back. ”

Before Liu could speak, Yixuan glanced at the coachman, and the coachman whipped the horse, and the horse ran away.

Yixuan breathed a sigh of relief, restrained her smile, returned to the temple gate, and took out the jade plaque that Wen Changbai gave her. The monk took a look at it, his face hesitant.

"Lord Wen is the eldest brother of Empress Jiarou, and he ordered me to take care of the queen's body, right?"

She guessed that at this time, Dafang Temple was closed and had nothing to do with King Yu. Didn't King Yu escort the queen's coffin back to Beijing? Counting the days, it's been a month, and I've already arrived in Beijing. The queen's coffin will not be sent back to the palace, but will only be selected to complete the temple and then enter the imperial tomb.

The monk saw that she was calm and moderate, and that she had the jade plate of Lord Wen, so he had to let her in and advised: "Donor be careful, there are heavy guards in the temple, don't let people hurt you by mistake." ”

Yixuan thanked him and straightened up and went to the temple.

The temple is already quiet, let alone in winter. The eaves were covered with snow, crackling and dripping with water. The road is very clean, and there is not a trace of unsightly sewage and mud. She was a little nervous, but slowly relaxed.

Isn't it King Yu? She is only a thirteen-year-old little girl now, and King Yu will not do anything to a little girl.

All the way around the bell tower, drum tower, Tianwang Palace, until the main hall of the Buddhist temple. Sure enough, there was a coffin in the center of the main hall. Around the coffin, countless monks are knocking on the wooden fish and chanting, which is very noisy and boring.

Didn't you say that there were heavy guards? Why didn't she see half of the soldiers?

Could it be that King Yu is not in this temple? Have you already entered the palace to see the emperor?

Oh, the person in the coffin is not an important person of King Yu, he has given the emperor enough face to escort the body to Beijing, and since the person has been delivered, it is none of his business......

Yixuan can't wait to beat King Yu, this person is really underwhelmed by doing things!

I don't know how long this transcendence sutra will take, Yixuan is impatient, so she chooses a path to wander around.

Not to mention, the scenery in this temple is really good.

On the steps in the distance sat an old monk, with his back bent and a snow-white beard, staring at Yi Xuan and smiling. Yixuan was a little embarrassed to go up to say hello.

"Master, I am Empress Jiarou's niece, and I am not offended by idlers."

The old monk nodded and told Yixuan to sit down.

Yixuan had no intention of chatting with a monk, and wanted to say goodbye and leave, but was held by the monk by the corner of his clothes, his eyes narrowed, and he looked secretive, and repeated, "Sit." ”

The ghost sent the gods, and Yixuan really sat down.

He stared at Yi Xuan for a long time, almost intently, Yi Xuan was a little puzzled, she was really so good-looking?

"Amazing! Wonderful! The old monk suddenly stroked his palms and laughed, "The donor is the dragon and phoenix among the people, and it is unspeakably expensive." ”

Yi Xuan's heart jumped, she wouldn't marry Zhao Yan, how could she become a dragon and phoenix among people?

"Master, can you explain that?"

The old monk got up and waved his hand, "No, no." This is a heavenly opportunity, and the time has not yet come, so it must not be leaked. After saying that, the man was far away, and in a blink of an eye, he was gone.

What a weird old man.

Yixuan rubbed her heart, intending to forget the old man's words.

She walked towards the meditation room in the backyard.

The most direct way to get rid of King Yu is, of course, to assassinate him. The guards in the palace are too strict, and it is even more impossible in the palace, so only when King Yu guards Wanfang Temple can he have a chance. She had to take advantage of King Yu's absence, familiarize herself with the terrain here, and go back to contact her brother to help her find the dead.

There are many meditation rooms, and those that are close together and have a small space are the residences of monks. As for the more secluded ones, they are the places where laymen or big people like King Yu will live.

Yixuan saw a small courtyard, surrounded by fences on all sides, but three or four rooms, but they were still clean and tidy. Wondering if this was where King Yu lived, Yu Guang glanced around, but there was no one. Only then did he cautiously step in.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—" The sharp arrow came straight at her.

She doesn't know martial arts......

Dead, dead!

How did she expect there to be a secret guard here!

The instinct of her body made her run, dodging two arrows, but the third one hit her in the thigh, causing her to shudder in pain, and the whole person fell forward, falling heavily to the ground.

It hurts, it hurts...... When she saw the blood flowing from her thigh, she felt that there was blood in front of her, and the blue sky, the treetops, and the eaves were all red.

She lost consciousness and fainted.

Fang just fell, the girl's jade card fell out, the head of the dark guard had sharp eyes, and immediately recognized that it was Wen Changbai's thing, frowned and stopped his subordinates, "Don't let go of the arrows, hurry up and inform His Royal Highness King Yu, we seem to ...... Accidentally injured the Wen family's people. ”

The point is, this girl really doesn't know any martial arts...... He thought it was a spy......

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When he got the news, King Yu was feasting with the emperor in the palace, and his face sank immediately, and he got up to say goodbye and went straight to Wanfang Temple.

King Yu rode a war horse, and the horse galloped fast, but it took a quarter of an hour to arrive at Wanfang Temple.

Fortunately, the leader of the dark guard had a plan and had already moved Yixuan into the inner room. The hidden weapons they used were also small, even though they were arrows, they were only slightly larger than needles, and they were not quenched, and the blood flowed slowly after a while, so there was no fear of life.

Despite this, Yixuan still bled a lot and stained a lot of gauze red. She was pale from blood loss, her body was cold, and her lips were bloody. The slender eyelashes cast shadows, and the weight could not be dissolved, and she seemed to be in pain, pursing her lips stubbornly, and did not relax at all.

She was pale and fragile like a thin roll of paper that would shatter at any moment.

Zhao Zhen looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. It's too familiar, it's so familiar! That day, Zhiluo vomited blood and died in his palace, and he was also so pale and weak, pursing his lips, and the sweat on his forehead rolled down like dewdrops.

This girl's eyebrows and eyes are similar to hers! The tear mole in the corner of the eye, that is simply the most seductive......

Zhao Zhen felt that he should be crazy.

That's crazy.

"Who shot her?" Zhao Zhen's cold face was gloomy and terrifying, and he asked Wang Feng, the head of the secret guard in the room, indifferently.

Wang Feng gritted his teeth, "It's me." ”

"Go get fifty boards." Zhao Zhen turned his head and stopped looking at him.

Fifty boards, you can't get out of bed if you don't lie down for half a year.

Wang Feng said "yes" and went down, cold sweat broke out on his back. Fortunately, he didn't kill the girl, otherwise His Highness would have killed him.

Zhao Zhen sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Yixuan for a while. Suddenly he opened her skirt with his hands, and used scissors to cut through the clothes and pants around the wound, and the red blood was reflected on the girl's porcelain jade-like skin, this contrast was simply a kind of temptation, tempting to commit crimes.

He closed his eyes and suppressed his thoughts. He brought a basin of warm water and wiped the blood off her with a muslin cloth. Wherever the muslin passes, the skin is pink from the inside out, like the petals of a newborn flower.

Zhao Zhen is a general who has been in the military camp for many years, and he is at the age of the dragon spirit and the tiger, and he instinctively feels a hot stomach. He looked at the girl with deep eyes, got up and poured himself a glass of cold water to drink.

Over the years, there have been many women who want to climb his bed, but he has never been interested. Because there is only one person in his heart, and there is only one person in his obsession......

This girl is not her.

Zhao Zhen sat back and wiped the blood away. His right hand twisted the arrow cluster and pulled it out violently, and blood flowed out again, and Yi Xuan whined in pain, although he had not yet woken up, tears flowed down.

He looked at it, and suddenly felt some pity in his heart. couldn't help but reach out and touch the girl's cheek, and her deep voice was rare and gentle: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." ”

The girl didn't say anything more, but tears were still flowing.

Zhao Zhen wiped away her tears with his fingertips, and the ghost slid over the girl's cheeks and earlobes again, then withdrew his hand and smiled faintly, "So squeamish." ”

He has been in the military camp for many years, and he knows these techniques of pulling arrows to relieve pain. He dared to say that even the best imperial doctor in the palace could not compare to him in drawing arrows.

What's more, he pitied her for being his daughter's family, and he had already used the least amount of strength.

Zhao Zhen gave her medicine and bandaged her with gauze, afraid that she would be in pain. It was easy to bandage, and when I looked at the girl's forehead, I actually started a fever.

Zhao Zhen felt that he was wrong, and he should have asked Wang Feng to lead a hundred boards.

"Call Hu Zhixian over to me." Zhao Zhen said coldly.

Immediately a secret guard came out, and he took the order and went.