Two days later, she returned to the princess's mansion. It's not that she doesn't want to live in the palace for a long time, it's just that if she wants to live for a long time and change the fate of Princess Gaoyang, she must first take off this blood bead. She didn't want to be the saint of the witch clan. What's more, if Elder Ling came and found that they had summoned the wrong person...... I'm afraid that I won't be able to save my life.

Fang Yiai was not in the house, she called the maid to ask, and she didn't go back to the house, but she didn't know where to go. Xiao Xiang didn't care about him, so he asked people to prepare incense and candles, and prepared to go to Huichang Temple for incense the next day. I can't think about the future, and it's important to solve the current problem first.

Buddhism was not prevalent during the Zhenguan period, and the dignified Princess Gaoyang went to worship the Buddha, which would also cause many people's side eyes. In order to avoid secrecy, Xiao Xiang deliberately changed into a woman from an ordinary family, except for the habits that he carried with him, there were only two guards on this trip. The remaining dozen or so guards changed into civilian clothes and mingled among the ordinary people to guard.

And this kind of travel naturally does not use a carriage, only the horse for a donkey, the external decoration of the car is very ordinary, on the surface, it is just an ordinary family with a slightly better family, but it will not attract the attention of others.

The sky was slightly white, and the group set off for Huichang Temple.

The donkey cart is no slower than the horse-drawn cart, and the foot is slightly slower. The body of the car is slightly shaky, but it has the feeling of being in an old-fashioned train. Xiao Xiang closed his eyes and wanted to rest for a while, but his heart was churning and he couldn't calm down.

She vaguely felt that she had made up her mind so quickly to find a defense machine to remove this blood bead for herself, I am afraid that it would be a big deal...... Or is it because the factor of wanting to see him in my heart prevails. She couldn't help but show a wry smile on her face, not knowing how to solve such a situation. She told herself a thousand times, always reminding herself not to forget the cause of Gao Yang's tragedy, but she was still swept up in this boiling current. It's not the fire pit that makes people feel terrible in the world, but they know it's a fire pit, but they can't control themselves from jumping into it.

"Princess, it's here." The car slowly stopped, and the voice of the guards came from outside, Xiao Xiang settled down and got out of the car with the help of Xi Xi.

She wore a turquoise dress today, and her hairline was said goodbye with a light blue hairpin, without many accessories, only a pearl between her ears couldn't help shaking. There is no more grease powder on the face, only a light layer of rouge, but it looks particularly fresh and elegant, just like a hibiscus out of the water. She didn't tie the woman's hairpin, but she was still dressed as a girl.

She pressed her chest lightly to calm her pounding heart, and after a moment's pause, she stepped in.

Before she reached the temple gate, she smelled the rich sandalwood coming from the inside, she took a deep breath, and was about to enter, but was stopped by the little novice guarding the mountain gate out of thin air.

"Donor, please stay." He folded his hands and saluted Xiao Xiang, but there was a strange flush on his face, and when he glanced at her, he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look again.

Xiao Xiang frowned slightly and said, "What?" ”

"Since the twentieth of last month, Huichang Temple has not accepted female guests, and I ask the donor to forgive me and return here." The little novice spoke very quickly, sentence after sentence, but his slightly trembling voice revealed that he was a little uneasy.

"Is there such a thing?" Xiao Xiang was stunned for a moment, and a wave of displeasure suddenly rose in his heart, and he didn't speak, just stood there fixedly.

The two guards behind him were also people who were used to seeing the scene, and as soon as they heard this, they immediately stepped forward. The first guard raised his hand to fight, but was stopped by another one, stepped forward, took a sign and handed it to the little novice.

Xiao Xiang half-narrowed his eyes and nodded secretly in his heart.

The little novice took the sign with both hands, and when he saw it, his body trembled like a fallen leaf. He fell to his knees, just shaking vigorously, and did not dare to say anything more.

Xiao Xiang glanced at him, didn't speak, and walked past him. Halfway through, she suddenly turned back and looked at the guard in front of her, "What's your name?" ”

"Back to the princess, subordinate He Xiaotian." The guard followed and whispered back.

"He Xiaotian, well, good name." Xiao Xiang nodded casually, didn't say more, and walked quickly towards the meditation room.

It is already a clear rule that women are not allowed to enter Huichang Temple, and at this time, Xiao Xiang openly walked in the temple, which attracted many people's side eyes. Fortunately, they came early, and only three or two monks were cleaning in the temple at this time, and most of the rest were still in the morning class. The pilgrims did not arrive, and only a few devout people worshipped the Buddha in the city.

Xiao Xiang was not in the mood to care about these people, she had lived in Huichang Temple for a while and was very familiar with this place. Without being led, he walked around the main hall and went straight to the monks' living quarters.

Although the path in front of him seemed almost indistinguishable, Xiao Xiang would not make a mistake with his eyes closed. She has never forgotten that she got lost that night and took her back to her room.

It turns out that as long as feelings are mixed in, some difficult things will become very simple.

With a faint smile on her face, she quickened the pace of her feet, almost half-running. In just a moment, she had already arrived outside the meditation room of the debate machine, she stopped in front of the courtyard, and looked back at the people behind her: "You are waiting for me here, no one is allowed to come in without my order." ”

After everyone answered, they all stood outside the door.

Xiao Xiang took a deep breath and reached out to knock on the door of the meditation room, but suddenly retracted his hand, turned around and said, "You guys retreat farther, um... Farther away! It wasn't until a few people had retreated that she turned around and knocked on the door.

Even after knocking dozens of times, no one answered the door. A trace of doubt flashed in Xiao Xiang's heart, could it be that the debate machine was not there? She took a step back, but vaguely smelled the scent of white sandalwood wafting from the crack in the door, as if it were nothing.

This white sandalwood is extremely rare, and there are only three or four people in the entire Huichang Temple.

When she lived in Huichang Temple, she knew that the debate machine cherished his jar of white sandalwood, and she would never burn it unless it was critical. And one of the strongest effects of this white sandalwood is to restrain the mind. If he wasn't in the room at the moment, where would the smell of sandalwood come from?

Xiao Xiang wrinkled his eyebrows tightly, stepped forward and slammed the door: "Open the door, I know you're inside, why don't you open the door?" She was angry in her heart, he knew he was outside the door, but he didn't open the door, what was his intention?

Could it be ...... Could it be that this Huichang Temple does not accept female guests, and it is also his idea? He just doesn't want to see himself? Just avoid yourself like a snake and scorpion?

A wave of unwillingness surged from the bottom of her heart, rushing to her hairline, and her nose was sour and her eyes were red. The force on his hands increased again, his hands were red, and the wooden door creaked, as if he could not bear the abuse.

"The princess has something to do with the poor monk?" The moist and elegant voice came from behind him, and Xiao Xiang, who was listening, was stunned for a moment, stopped the movements in his hand, and slowly turned around.

Standing behind him was the debater, still dressed in a pale gray monk's robe, with long beads hanging from his wrists, and he was bending down to salute himself, his movements graceful and slow.

Xiao Xiang stayed on the spot, was he really not in the room?

The debater sighed, stepped forward and pushed open the door, and made a gesture: "If the princess has something, let's come in and talk." There was a wistful look in his brow, as if he was worried about something.

Xiao Xiang didn't care, her trouble was big enough now, and this debate machine was one of the big troubles in the future, what else could be bigger than her trouble? Seeing the debate machine coming from behind her, her previous depression was reduced by more than half, and she only kept saying in her heart: It turns out that he is really not in the house.

The lips involuntarily smiled, and even the tips of his eyebrows were slightly raised.