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Prince Nanze Sikong Rui looked at Mo Nian in surprise and his eyes were slightly cold: "Where did you get this painting from?" ”

Sikong Rui put the painting away, "What...... Her Royal Highness has no objection to this? He couldn't help but feel a little unhappy in his heart, this is a treasure he collected, even in Nanze Kingdom, he didn't show this treasure to others, today he deliberately invited His Royal Highness the Nine Leaves Country to appreciate it. In order to take the first step to deter the other party.

I don't want Her Royal Highness to ask him about the origin of this matter first.

"You don't have to." Mo Nian said coldly, "But as a distinguished guest from afar, there is a sentence that the main hall still has to say in front, this thing can only be used to send acacia, if not, it is better to burn it early." Then he got up and left.

"Wait a minute!" Sikong Rui took a step forward and stopped at the door.

Mo Nian looked up at him, "What else is the matter with Prince Nanze?" ”

Sikong Rui looked at Mo Nian with a vigilant look on his face and couldn't help laughing, "Your Highness, don't be so nervous, you can call me by my name in private, I just feel a little curious, does Your Highness know the origin of this painting?" ”

Mo Nian pursed her lips, of course she knew its origin, except for the guy from Hundred Bird Xingjun, who would draw such a beautiful picture.

It's just that how this thing ended up in Nanze is unknown.

Sikong Rui saw that Mo Nian refused to speak, so he said: "I won't tell you, this thing is what I got from the battlefield." ”

Mo Nian raised his eyebrows.

That is to say, this painting originally belonged to the side of Jiuli Kingdom, because only Jiuli Kingdom was at war with Nanze Kingdom over the years.

"This painting was carried by that man, and I was beheaded under my horse during the battle with me, and at that time this painting flew out and fell in front of my horse, stained with my blood......" Sikong Rui looked at Mo Nian's expression, "At that time, the two armies were fighting...... It's just a trophy......"

Mo Nian's face was expressionless, and this kind of thing was not uncommon when the two armies were fighting.

"But what did you just say that this thing has to be sent to Acacia?" Sikong Rui seemed to be puzzled.

Mo Nian nodded, she still remembered that she saw Hundred Birds Xingjun painting a small portrait of her sister for her classmates in the academy, and she said at that time that after the lovesickness, this painting must be burned, otherwise the soul will be sent to this painting, and sooner or later it will suffer.

But she didn't want to talk to Sikong Rui about this. "This thing doesn't belong to you in the first place, so don't be too obsessed with it, or you'll suffer from it."

After that, she bypassed Sikong Rui's block. Went out.

Sikong Rui was stunned, thinking about it, and unfolding the painting again.

The beautiful woman in the painting is still pretty. As if to be affectionate to him.

"Interesting, interesting." Sikong Rui smiled, his fingers caressed the painting, "It's a pity that such a magical thing is destroyed, if it is dedicated to the Emperor of the Nine Leaving Kingdoms......" he muttered to himself, not noticing that when he said this, there was a faint trace of sadness between the eyebrows of the woman in the painting.

Sikong Rui and his entourage stayed in Liangzhou City for three days to rest the team.

Mo Nian originally planned to return to Beijing within five days, and before leaving Beijing, she wanted to meet the Hundred Bird Star Monarch again, but the Zhengming Pavilion was always empty, and neither he nor the ghost attendant were there.

Just when Mo Nian was hesitating whether to send someone to the Tianchan Temple outside the city to inquire about the news of the Hundred Bird Star Monarch, Sikong Rui sent someone to send a message. Princess Jingrou is ill, and her return to Beijing will be delayed for a few days.

From the time they arrived in Liangzhou City, Princess Sikong Jingrou never showed up, and even when she was sick, she invited their own doctor.

Seeing this, Mo Nian didn't care about it, and let Nan Zeguo and his party toss by themselves.

Two days later, Sikong Rui found her, saying that he had heard that there was a hot spring in Tianchan Temple, which could heal wounds and recuperate, and he wanted to take Princess Jingrou there.

Mo Nian thought for a moment. It just so happened that she didn't have to send someone to inquire again, so she nodded.

After choosing the day, Sikong Rui took hundreds of guards and escorted Sikong Jingrou's incense car all the way to Tianchan Temple.

Mo Nian only brought her shadow guard with her, dressed as an ordinary nobleman, and accompanied her.

Sikong Rui rode on the horse and laughed heartily. Along the way, it attracted the attention of many young women.

Sikong Jingrou in the incense car never showed her face from beginning to end, and only occasionally said a few words to Sikong Rui through the window.

Mo Nian rode a horse and kept a short distance between them.

Sikong Rui turned his head sideways, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Obviously in a good mood.

"Her Royal Highness seems to have something on her mind?" He asked suddenly.

Mo Nian was stunned.

She was indeed distracted, and she was thinking about the Hundred Bird Star Monarch all the way.

There has been no news of him for so many days, and she thinks it must be related to Siqi and Yashu. Hundred Bird Star Monarch said that it would not be easy to get them back.

When they entered the temple, they did not see the host, and according to Sikong Rui's meaning, they wanted to stay in the temple for a few days, and then go back when the princess's body was well recovered.

Mo Nian was not in a hurry. The holy decree only said that she would accompany her back to Beijing, but did not say a time limit.

First arranged for Princess Sikong Jingrou, and Sikong Rui came out to walk around the temple with Mo Nian.

"I heard that there was a monk in this temple?" Sikong Rui asked.

Mo Nian bowed his head.

"Have you ever seen this monk?" Sikong Rui asked, "It is rumored that he traveled around the world in his early years and returned here when he was about to die, but no one saw him pass away. Some people say that he has become a Buddha in the flesh. ”

Mo Nian shook his head, "But the lay disciples accepted by this high monk are in the temple." ”

Sikong Rui's eyes lit up, "I wonder if we can see it?" ”

Mo Nian remembered when she came to the temple to look for the Hundred Birds Star Monarch. The acting host I saw &mdah;

"I've met him once, and he's now the acting presiding officer of this temple."

Sikong Rui became even more curious when he heard this, and urged her to meet the host.

After asking a few young monks, they came to the Arhat Hall in the temple.

A man's voice could be heard in a Buddhist hall.

"When will Master Huiwu return, he should have shaved the king with his own hands."

"Uncle Shi is still traveling, and the little monk really can't. I also hope that His Royal Highness the King Haihan. ”

Mo Nian and Sikong Rui heard the voice and looked into the window.

I vaguely saw two people sitting on the futon in the room, one of them was wearing a golden monk's robe, and his long hair was lightly tied. Dressed as a lay disciple, it is the master of the Hundred Bird Star Monarch, Fusheng.

Another man was dressed in a python brocade robe with his back to the window.

Mo Nian faintly remembered that the queen mother had said that the only remaining prince of the first emperor was in Liangzhou City, but he was devoted to the Buddha and refused to enter the red dust again, so he refused the throne.

I think he is the prince.

"Your Royal Highness, please come back." The presiding officer of Fusheng stood up with his hands folded, "Your Highness still has red dust in his heart, since he can't let go, why bother himself." ”

The King was silent for a moment, "It's because I want to let go that I came here to meditate." ”

Fusheng slowly sat back and poured himself a cup of tea from the teapot, "There's nothing you can't put down." ”

"But some people just can't let go." There was bitterness in the King's voice.

Fusheng picked up the teapot and gestured to the King.

The King had no choice but to hold his teacup.

Fusheng leaned over to fill the cup for him, and saw that the water in the cup was about to fill up, but he continued to fill it.

The hot tea spilled out at once, and the king hurriedly dropped the teacup, "This is ......"

Fusheng smiled slightly, "Your Royal Highness, have you put it down?" ”

The King of England was stunned.

Fusheng put down the teapot slowly, "In this world, there is nothing that you can't let go, if you feel pain, you will naturally let go, you have no chance in this life, but you can wait for the next life." ”

The King sat there in a daze, when he suddenly noticed a figure swaying outside the window behind him.

He turned his head and his gaze collided with Mo Nian.