(Cat flutter Chinese) Mu Zhaojing is destined not to last long, some time ago, Lu Junzhu told him that the emperor had already secretly drugged the three of them, that is, without that incident in the garden, they could not survive for three years, and after three years, they would all die the same, but the cause of death was different, and no one could find a flaw.

The royal women can't have any stains, especially reputation, the emperor can not care about them at that time, but later, there are ways to deal with them, so that they die silently, and the world will not be caries.

In Xiao Yan's opinion, it doesn't make much sense to see this last side, it's just that the Marquis of Guangping is an old minister in the end, and whoever loses his heart can't lose the heart of the courtier, no matter how he wants to give this face, no matter how much people are about to die, the last wish, he can be regarded as helping her.

The autumn rain fell on the oil-paper umbrella held up in her hand, Xiao Yan hugged Luo Qingyu for fear that the ground would slip on the ground, and took care of her back and forth, when she came to the embroidery pavilion where Mu Zhaojing lived, Mu Zhaojing was leaning against her mother and waiting for Xiao Yan's arrival.

Mu Zhaojing, who had blood on her face and suddenly had strength, was already back to the light of the oil lamp, and when she saw Xiao Yan supporting Luo Qingyu all the way to the cautious look in her eyes, she sighed unwillingly. Suddenly, I felt that her heart was really dead, she didn't fight Luo Qingyu, but she couldn't fight Xiao Yan's heart to Luo Qingyu, but unfortunately, she didn't know until she was there, and she really wanted to understand, but it was too late.

"Mother, close the door, I don't want to see anyone!" Without waiting for Xiao Yan to walk into the embroidery pavilion with Luo Qingyu, Mu Zhaojing, who was already weak and weak, leaned on the body of Mrs. Guangping Marquis, and finished her words with her last breath.

I don't want to see her, in this life, she doesn't want to see anyone!

"But ......" Mrs. Guangping Hou glanced at her daughter, and then looked at Xiao Yan and Luo Qingyu who were about to walk to the door to enter, and suddenly didn't know how to get back to this child, obviously she was looking forward to seeing Xiao Yan every day, and finally people really came, but she was playing tricks again, don't see it......

"Help Miss go to bed and lie down." Mrs. Guangping Hou has no choice, seeing that her daughter is like this now, no matter how doubtful she is, she can only rely on letting people carry Mu Zhaojing to the bed, Mu Zhaojing's feet have no strength, now it is said to be walking, it is better to say that it is dragging, and then after Mu Zhaojing is properly placed, Mrs. Guangping Hou came out and respectfully owed to Xiao Yan and Luo Qingyu, no matter how angry she was, she could only swallow it at the moment.

"Annoying the prince and the princess to run this ......"

"Ma'am, ma'am...... Miss She ...... Went to ......"

Mrs. Guangping Hou originally wanted to say sorry to Xiao Yanluoqing, but the sorry words were not finished here, and the maid who was waiting for Mu Zhaojing inside had already hurriedly ran out......

Luo Qingyu and Xiao Yan each glanced at each other, not knowing what to say, but feeling too sorry that Mu Zhaojing was still young after all, so he died......

The moment a light sigh came out of Luo Qingyu's heart, what he saw was Xiao Yan frowning, looking at the door of the embroidery pavilion, Mrs. Guangping Hou had already gone to cry for her daughter, Xiao Yan and Luo Qingyu didn't step into it at all, to see her last side!

"She's actually a good girl, but it's a pity that she met me!" The Marquis of Guangping's mansion was busy up and down, sitting in the carriage going back, the drizzle did not stop, Xiao Yan said to Luo Qingyu in a deep voice, he was not a hard-hearted person, and his expression was very lonely.

Comforting words, Luo Qingyu couldn't speak, and when Xiao Yan finished saying this, Luo Qingyu looked out of the car, "Yes, I'm also a good girl, but it's a pity that I met you!" ”

If she hadn't met Xiao Yan, she would have helped her original body take revenge, she had already gone to her own free days, where would she be full of illness and have to follow him to run around and deal with this endless love debt, she is also very miserable......

Xiao Yan felt a little sad in his heart, after Luo Qingyu was so stirred, he couldn't cry or laugh, he really had nothing, he stretched out his hand and slapped Luo Qingyu who poked his head and didn't look at him, and shook his head impatiently and curiously.

Luo Qingyu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and sighed, "Gao Xilu seeks profit, Liang Tingrong seeks power, Mu Zhaojing is different, she pleads for mercy, and she is trapped in the love network all her life." Cocoon self-restraint, trap yourself in it, right or wrong, everyone is dead, I will go to find a temple for a while, do a ritual for her, write a mantra of death, just hope that she can think of it, if there is really a next life, no longer be a woman trapped by love, it would be good not to meet a man like you again. ”

The scenery on the street flashed in front of Luo Qingyu, and Luo Qingyu was talking to himself, regardless of whether Xiao Yan could really hear it.

Xiao Yan really listened to it, listening to her chattering words, a smile spread on the corner of her mouth, "A man like me, how aggrieved do you seem to be when you say this?" Can you tell me what kind of man I am in your eyes? ”

Since putting this girl in his heart, Xiao Yan has never asked what he looks like in Luo Qingyu's eyes.

Luo Qingyu heard him ask, but carefully recalled it in his mind, the initial impression was not very good, because Xiao Yan was not very kind to himself, he was calculated by the emperor and took love medicine and almost strengthened himself, and pushed himself into the vase fragments, there are still scars in his palms that have not faded at the beginning, generally speaking, Xiao Yan was a king in his heart. Luo Qingyu didn't dare to say this now, he only dared to think about it in his heart, if he really said it, Xiao Yan would probably tear himself up when he turned around!

If you really want to talk about the disparity, when Mu Zhaojing's big lineup got married and was favored by the sky, she was suddenly sent out of the house and fell from the clouds to the mud, which was a big blow, which is a big deal for a young lady who has been raised in the boudoir since childhood.

"The prince and princess Longquan Temple has arrived, ......" Before Luo Qingyu could think about how to answer Xiao Yan's question, Li Zhong had already lifted the curtain of the carriage and invited them to dismount, Luo Qingyu was distracted for a long time, only then did he find that the carriage had stopped at the foot of Longquan Temple, Xiao Yan had really thought about it!

Longquan Temple is a royal ancient temple, has always been the peak of incense, Xiao Yan supported Luo Qingyu from the foot of the mountain to step on the stone steps to the temple above the head, all the way, Luo Qingyu except for panting, there is nothing else left.

She is used to being lazy, and she can't get up early every day to practice martial arts on the martial arts field for an hour, Xiao Yan went to the temple without blushing and panting, and entered the temple gate, Li Zhong gave up an everlasting lamp with the gold and silver in his arms, and wrote Mu Zhaojing's name, the date of birth, and from then on he worshiped her here, which was regarded as Xiao Yan's last bit of mind.

The ancient temple bell in the deep mountains is grand, and the aftermath is lingering, echoing for a long time in this mountain stream, Xiao Yan personally sat in front of the Buddha and copied a scroll of the mantra for Mu Zhaojing, from incinerating it in front of Mu Zhaojing's everlasting lamp, Luo Qingyu knelt in front of the Buddha, listening to the host invited by Xiao Yan and several masters chanting Buddhist scriptures that she was not familiar with to Mu Zhaojing's everlasting lamp.

The treasure is solemn, the merciful and solemn Shakyamuni Jin stands in the middle of the hall, no one is disturbed by the law, before Xiao Yan comes, he is afraid that he has found someone to clear the field, Luo Qingyu knelt on the futon under him, his hands were folded, his eyes were slightly closed, and he sincerely wanted to ask for a Bodhisattva, but he didn't know if the Bodhisattva could hear his words.

She has such a bizarre experience, to be able to live again like this, although she doesn't know what will happen in the future, she wants to ask for a long-cherished wish in her heart, looking forward to being able to conceive Xiao Yan's child, not to mention giving birth to a boy or a girl, as long as it is a healthy child, meaningless men and women, she wants to feel the moment when life grows in her womb, she wants to know what it is like to be a real mother.

Now in the past few months, the time when she comes to Xiaotian every month is not as uncertain as before, and she has also asked Wei Che in private, but Wei Che only said that it depends on the will of heaven and cannot be forced!

Every time she hears this, no matter how free and easy she is, she is still greedy, this is the first time she kneels in front of the Buddha so seriously, I just don't know, is there really a Buddha, really willing to give her a chance!

"Silly girl, what are you thinking about?" I don't know how long it took, the chanting of the mages in my ears had stopped, and the sound of the wooden fish beating had also stopped, and when Luo Qingyu was distracted, Xiao Yan took her hand, looked at her as if she was frozen, and chuckled.

Luo Qingyu knelt a little numb, and after reluctantly supporting Xiao Yan's hand to stand up, Luo Qingyu only joked with Xiao Yan, "I saw a picture book before, saying that as long as you are sincere, maybe the Bodhisattva can hear your wishes and be able to fulfill your wishes for you, the first time I came to this temple, I thought about giving it a try to see if the Bodhisattva can really hear it." ”

"Stupid, if the Bodhisattva can hear everything, then can everyone get it for nothing, and what do you want people to do with the four words of victory?"

Xiao Yan was amused by Luo Qingyu's childish appearance, and after laughing, a ruthless basin of cold water was poured down, and Luo Qingyu only said that this person really didn't understand the amorous feelings, if he didn't have a good-looking face and an excellent family background, it would be absolutely difficult for him to please a wife in his life.

The two of them returned the same way, and when they walked to the foot of the mountain, they saw the porter in the house with a scorched face, "Lord, the concubine of Shicai Zhang fainted in the mansion somehow, this will make the whole person have a high fever, and the old man in a daze is talking nonsense, and the doctor in the house has checked the pulse back and forth countless times, but there is no big problem, but the person is very hot now, and the grandmother next to Concubine Zhang hurriedly went out of the house to find the imperial doctor, and now even the emperor and the concubine have rushed to ......"

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