"Then I can't just send you to death!" Princess Anping said with a gloomy face, "It makes no sense to let Deng Wenjiao do the thing of snatching people's husbands so boldly." If your father's plan was for you to commit suicide, why bother sending Doctor Liu to treat you? ”

Listening to Princess Anping's words, Princess Ning was stunned. If you want to live yourself, then what kind of way should you live? A heart is worried, neither alive nor dead, so Princess Ning was tortured to the point that she buried her head in the quilt, hugged her head and cried.

Du Mingxin walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked Anping while caressing Princess Ning's back: "Princess, I heard a few days ago that the Zizhu Zen Monastery built in Yushan outside the city ordered by the Queen Mother has been repaired, but is there such a thing?" ”

Princess Anping's eyes lit up, and she immediately smiled: "Exactly, my father specially sent someone to Putuo Mountain to invite the statue of Guanyin to be enshrined in the Zizhu Monastery, and invited Master Huijing of Putuo Mountain to be the abbot of this bhikshuni temple. Because it is the incense offering of the Queen Mother, Zizhu Zen Temple should be the best, and it is a good place to go. ”

Princess Ning raised her teary eyes, and a glimmer of hope ignited in her chest: "What do you mean...... Monk? ”

"You don't have to be a monk," Du Mingxin said with a smile, "It's just that there are nuns there, and it's convenient for you to live." It is also a Zen temple enshrined by the Queen Mother, and there will be no idle people waiting for leisure. Whether you lead the cultivation there, or live quietly and idlely, you will eventually be able to leave this mortal world. Leave a glimmer of life, and when the children grow up in the future, you can also watch them marry wives and have children, which is enough to comfort their lives. ”

"How?" Princess Anping looked at Princess Ning and asked, "If you are willing, I will go and tell the Queen Mother in these two days." ”

Princess Ning raised her sleeves to wipe away her tears, got out of bed and kowtowed three times to Princess Anping and Du Mingxin: "Thank you for your great kindness, I will pray for the two of you in front of the Bodhisattva every day in the future, and good people will be rewarded." ”

*

Two days later, Ning Wangfu issued an obituary, and Princess Ning died in the palace due to a serious illness and no medical treatment. The two princes left behind were sent to Cining Palace to replace King Ning and the princess to fulfill their filial piety for the Queen Mother.

On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, there was goose feather snow in the sky again. A flat-headed and black-painted carriage came out of the side door of the Cheng'an Hou Mansion, and quietly ran all the way to the Yushan outside the city.

Because Chen Xi was not around, Du Mingxin couldn't raise the interest of the New Year. And because she was pregnant, Chen Yuantai issued a decree to exempt her from the family banquet in the palace on Chinese New Year's Eve and the first day of the new year to enter the palace to congratulate, and at the same time awarded extremely rich rewards to show his favor to the Jin royal mansion.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Du Mingxin watched the fireworks in the courtyard for a while, and in the early morning of the first day, he led people to open the ancestral hall and worship the ancestors, and spent the rest of the time lazily staying in the house, under the pretext that it was cold and did not go anywhere.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Du Mingxin sent someone to Du's house to send a New Year's gift, but he didn't go back in person, half leaning on the big kang near the window, tilting his body to look at the letter sent by Chen Xi.

"When will the prince come back?" Xia Ye saw that Du Mingxin's face was a little worried, so he asked with a smile.

"No," Du Mingxin shook his head and carefully put away the letterhead, "It's just that the prince mentioned the matter of Ning Wangfu in the letter, and he blamed himself very much......

"What's the matter with our family again!" Chuncao stepped forward to take the letter from Du Mingxin's hand and placed it at the bottom of the dowry box as usual. "What does the eldest lady of the Anguo Mansion do with Prince Ning, what does it have to do with the prince!"

"The prince feels that he is incompetent," Du Mingxin looked at the unmelted snow outside through the window, and said distractedly, "If the war can be ended early, the emperor will not have to worry about military expenses, and naturally he will not be coerced by the Deng family." ”

Haruka was about to speak indignantly, but saw Natsuha wave her hand at her, and then realized that she almost said something she shouldn't have said again.

"Last time, you mentioned to the prince about naming the young master, what idea does the prince have?" Xia Ye smiled.

Speaking of the child, Du Mingxin's expression was really much better. "The prince said that the emperor gave a name, so it will not be his turn to worry about being a father."

"The emperor treats the prince really well!" Chuncao smiled, "The little master has not been born yet, and he has fallen in love with him." ”

Du Mingxin smiled and did not speak. Chen Xi also said a lot in the letter, I don't know if he was taught too well by the abbot of Shaolin Temple since he was a child, Chen Xi always finds the reason in himself first when he encounters things. Although such a person knows how to introspect, it is easy to add a lot of unnecessary burdens to himself out of thin air.

However, this incident in King Ning's Mansion could not have been avoided by Chen Xi taking Jinling early. Deng Wenjiao and Chen Ting are greedy, and the Anguo Mansion follows the trend, and the two have the same goal and learn from each other's strengths. Even if there was no war in the south, the Deng family would always find other reasons to force Chen Yuantai to agree.

And whether Princess Ning is alive or dead, happy or sad, the decision is only made by Chen Ting. Since the husband has made up his mind to abandon his wife, unless he has a strong mother's backing, he will not be able to avoid the fate of being humiliated and going to court.

"Bring a pen and paper, I want to reply to the prince." Du Mingxin commanded lightly.

Xia Ye agreed, but a little girl outside came to report: "Princess Qiyu, the eldest lady of Du Mansion and the third girl have come to see you." ”

Du Mingxin asked strangely, "Could it be that I'm having a confused life?" Isn't it the second year of junior high school today, Du Mingjing went back to her parents' house, why did the eldest aunt bring Sister Zhu over? ”

While speaking, the eldest lady had already entered the banquet room of the main room with Du Mingzhu.

"When I came back, I saw a jade bonsai on your Duobao grid, and I went back and told your uncle that it was really good-looking and rich, and I asked the little girl to go to the antique store for a month and didn't see anything similar! This time, I changed to a pair of Ruyao plum bottles, which made your house more elegant and rich! ”

Elegant? Rich? Can these two words be used in one place?

Du Mingxin didn't answer, smiled and ordered someone to serve tea, and then asked: "It's the second year of junior high school today, Sister Jing should go back to her parents' house, why is the eldest aunt still free?" ”

When the eldest lady heard her mention Du Mingjing, the anger in her heart didn't come to one place. "No one at home has gone back today! The Li family sent someone over early in the morning, saying that Sister Jing was about to give birth, and the old lady of his family felt sorry for her great-grandson and didn't ask her to go out, so she didn't go back today. If you want me to say, if you raise it too finely, it will not be good to give birth at that time! I didn't see the farmer's daughter-in-law, who worked in the fields all day before she died......

Du Mingzhu was anxious when she heard this, and hurriedly pulled her mother's sleeve, and carefully looked at Du Mingxin's expression.