Chapter 147: Shriveled?
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On the carriage, Zhao Zhen gently hugged his wife into his arms, touched her forehead with his lips, and coaxed her to sleep with kind words.
"Sleep for a while, and it won't be uncomfortable when you fall asleep. I will call you to the ground. β
Yi Xuan nodded, forced herself to endure the discomfort and closed her eyes. At first, she couldn't sleep comfortably, but for some reason, next to the man like this, his breath lingered around her, and the nausea in her heart gradually subsided. Finally, I fell asleep in a daze.
The girl's breathing is even, her long eyelashes are as soft as feathers, and her cherry lips have a delicate color.
A little smile is reflected in the heart of his eyes, and the corners of the man's lips always maintain a soft arc.
After about a stick of incense, the carriage stopped outside Dafang Temple.
"Wake up the lady. We're here. β
Yixuan didn't sleep very deeply, and in the chaos she heard someone calling her, her consciousness gradually woke up, and then she opened her eyes in confusion, looked to the side, and yawned very sleepily.
Zhao Zhen smiled.
"I'm so tired." Yixuan grunted.
Zhao Zhen felt sorry for the little lady, thought about it and said, "Otherwise, we will stay in the temple for one night and return to the city tomorrow morning." β
That's it.
The temple is full of tourists, mostly women and children, and few men come together. Therefore, Zhao Zhen walked in it, which was particularly eye-catching. Many ladies and ladies secretly looked at him, wondering who this was.
Yi Xuan was wearing a hat, but even through the veil, she could feel the burning eyes of those young ladies, and she couldn't help but laugh.
Zhao Zhen was unaware and asked, "What's wrong?" β
"Don't you think you're very eye-catching?"
"I don't think so."
"Look at how many young ladies can't even walk in order to see you."
Zhao Zhen frowned, looked straight ahead and said, "What can I do?" I don't look at them. β
As soon as they finished speaking, a woman on the opposite side walked straight towards themβto be precise, towards Zhao Zhen. There is no intention of avoiding it when it comes to him. Zhao Zhen was a little unhappy.
He wasn't in the habit of giving way.
Yixuan couldn't help but look at the woman deeply.
Combing the woman's hair, about twenty years old, a face is not outstanding, but the figure is excellent, graceful and demonic, walking step by step and shaking, giving people a sense of charm with flowers and branches trembling.
Zhao Zhen stopped, but the woman still walked forward, and then pretended to slip her foot and threw herself on Zhao Zhen.
Yixuan: ......
Zhao Zhen dodged sideways, the woman pounced, glanced at Zhao Zhen with shame and annoyance, and said in a coquettish tone: "Why doesn't Lang Jun help others?" β
Yi Xuan got goosebumps.
The old lady is not powerful, and the old lady does not exist, right?
"This lady, don't be ashamed in broad daylight, okay? My husband and you don't know each other, why do you want to help you? β
The woman frowned, "Who are you calling the eldest mother?" I'm only in my twenties, so I'm younger than you. β
She looked at Zhao Zhen at about twenty-five or sixteen, and presumably the ladies around her were also in their twenties.
Yi Xuan laughed contemptuously, slowly lifted the veil, looked at the woman, and said, "The eldest mother is five years older than the concubine." β
The woman's face turned blue and white, and it was wonderful.
Zhao Zhen stared at his little lady with a smile and didn't speak.
It's nice to be maintained by a lady!
"What will be the consequences of the eldest lady's actions, if your husband knows?"
The woman sneered: "You don't have to threaten me, my man is already dead." I met Lang Jun in front of the Buddha, and it was a godsend. When I saw you, I knew that you were a jealous woman, and she overwhelmed your husband. But you are born so shriveled, how can you serve your husband well? β
Dry, deflated?
Yixuan had the urge to hit someone.
She glanced the woman up and down a few times, and said, "Auntie, do you think that you can seduce my husband with a few figures?" Although you are in good shape, you are not beautiful in appearance. To say that in my family, there are many people who look and have a good figure, and he has never looked at my husband. I bought it all and he sent it out. β
The woman was poked in the sore spot, and she was very angry, and raised her voice to ask, "Do you think you are beautiful?"
The words were held in his throat and not spit out.
It's really beautiful, it's not the kind of beauty that is quiet and introverted, but the kind that is flamboyant and can't be ignored if you want to.
Although she was very reluctant to admit it.
Yi Xuan's eyes rolled and chuckled, "In this way, if my husband likes you, it doesn't hurt to accept you as a concubine." Husband, what do you say? β
She smiled and stared at the man beside her, as simple as a budding lily.
The woman's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but lean forward to Zhao Zhen, saying that she was pitiful, her husband died and had no one to rely on, and begged Lang Jun to accept her, even if she was a maid, as long as she could serve by Lang Jun's side, she would be satisfied......
was interrupted by Zhao Zhen's extremely impatient "shut up".
The woman froze.
"The pure land of Buddhism, how can you be presumptuous?" Zhao Zhen didn't even look at her, and left with Yixuan in his arms.
The two stopped outside the Buddha hall and waited in line for incense.
Yixuan looked back, and the woman was still in place.
She was really angry, and she ignored Zhao Zhen when he talked to her.
Zhao Zhen was helpless, it wasn't that he was messing with flowers, but that he was forcibly provoked.
How could the lady blame him?
Yi Xuan secretly sulked for a long time, and suddenly asked stiffly: "Am I very shriveled?" β
It turned out that I was minding this......
Zhao Zhen smiled and leaned into his wife's ear and said, "It's not shriveled." β
"You're coaxing me?" She swept over her.
"Nope. I'm telling the truth. Zhao Zhen looked sincere, put his hand on Yixuan's shoulder, and whispered: "The lady is still young, and when she grows up in the future, she will naturally be plumper than now." However, no matter what the lady is, I like it. β
"You just hate me!" Yi Xuan puffed.
Oops, why can't you explain it?
Zhao Zhen was distressed, thought for a moment and said: "I liked you when you were a little girl, which proves that I never minded this." β
He is talking about Yi Xuan's previous life, when he was Wen Zhiluo.
Yi Xuan felt a little more comfortable, but couldn't help but blush: "You pervert!" β
Zhao Zhen: ......
At that time, she was a little girl, and he was just a teenager, so he didn't like her too much, right?
The people in front of them took the incense into the temple one by one, and soon it was their turn. I bought incense, entered the hall, bowed to the Buddha, and inserted the incense into the furnace after making a wish.
Zhao Zhen went to the merit box and donated five hundred taels of silver tickets.
There were monks in the Buddha hall who knew Zhao Zhen, and they were very surprised, and asked why the prince suddenly came here?
Generally, if the prince wants to come, he will tell the Buddhist temple in advance, and set the time, and the Buddhist temple will empty the individual guests and wait for the arrival of the prince.
In fact, Zhao Zhen was originally going to do this, but Yixuan didn't allow it, thinking that it was too pompous, and it was better to have fun with the people.
Zhao Zhen explained a little and said with a smile: "We are going to bother in the temple for a day, is the courtyard where I lived last time still empty?" If it's convenient, please trouble your temple to arrange it. β
"Lord Wang, please come with me, and I will take you to meet the host."
The monk introduced Zhao Zhen and Yixuan into the meditation room in the backyard, and after seeing the host to explain the situation, the host immediately arranged for them.
It was still the courtyard where Zhao Zhen lived when he escorted the queen's coffin back to Beijing, and Yixuan stood outside, feeling mixed in her heart.
The last time she came, she and Zhao Zhen were still enemies, and they almost lost their lives here. A year later, she was Zhao Zhen's wife and even pregnant with his child.
Creation makes people.
Yixuan didn't move for a long time, Zhao Zhen noticed something unusual, so he stopped and waited for her, put his arm around her shoulder and smiled: "You tell the truth, what was the purpose of you coming here a year ago?" β
"I want to kill you."
Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment, looking at the girl's serious expression, and felt strange in her heart.
Although, she didn't say that he could guess.
Yixuan lowered her eyelashes and sighed, "As a result, I was almost killed by your people, and I was taken advantage of by you." β
"Taking advantage?" Zhao Zhen was at a loss.
Yi Xuan glared at him shyly, poked her finger in his chest, and said, "I clearly remember that you slept in the same bed with me." We only met for the first time, and you ......."
Zhao Zhen must explain this matter: "That day, it was clear that you grabbed my hand and refused to let go, and I had no choice, so I lay next to you." You still have to hold me. β
Yixuan's eyes widened, and she wondered: Is this so?
How can it be!
Yes, no way.
Zhao Zhen still had something to say, Yixuan had already covered her ears, and said "I don't listen, I won't listen......" in her mouth, and trotted all the way into the yard.
Zhao Zhen smiled.
The decoration of the house is still the same as in the old days. Yixuan sat in the room and drank water, looking around with wide eyes to see if she could recall anything. But no.
Zhao Zhen entered the house, touched the girl's head, and asked, "Are you hungry?" β
They had set out in the morning, and now it was almost noon, and lunch was almost ready in the temple.
Yixuan shook her head, "Let's eat later." β
She had nausea in her stomach before, and she hadn't recovered yet.
"All vegetarian and light. The vegetarian food in Dafang Temple is delicious, have you ever tasted it? β
"No, I rarely come over." Yixuan swallowed another sip of tea and said, "Since it's vegetarian, let's serve it." β
Zhao Zhen smiled and nodded, went out to say a few words to Fu Xuan, and sat back again.
Yixuan stared out the window with a faint gaze, as if looking in the direction of the Buddha hall.
"See what?"
Yixuan pondered for a moment and said, "You told me that you buried me in Huayan Temple. So, what kind of trick did you use to hide so many pairs of eyes from the DPRK? β
"As long as the emperor doesn't inspect it himself, he will definitely not be discovered."
Yi Xuan was strange: "But how can you guess the emperor's actions in advance?" β
Zhao Zhen lowered his head and drank tea, and said in a flat tone: "You know, the emperor's heart for you...... He didn't have the courage. As long as he doesn't see the body with his own eyes, he can assume that you are still alive. But if he did, he would have to admit that Zhiluo was dead. β
Although Zhao Yan is hateful, I have to admit that Zhao Yan has true feelings for Zhiluo.
"As for those officials in the DPRK and China, they are all very easy to deal with, and there is no need to worry about it at all."
Yixuan asked: "Then if the emperor personally inspects the person in the coffin and finds that it is not me, what are you going to do?" β
Zhao Zhen avoided answering.
"You say."
Zhao Zhen looked at her for a long time, and found that her gaze was always persistent, and finally gave an answer: "Then I can only rebel, become the emperor, and be buried with you." β