The still hot lips swallowed the tears little by little, and imprinted a deep kiss on her eyes.

"Wait until I get back......"

A simple sentence swings into the bottom of my heart like this, like a small fish, swimming into the depths of Bitan.

She lay on his chest, and his heartbeat rang in his ears, steady and powerful.

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In the twilight, he watched her go away.

She looked back frequently, but saw his snow-white figure gradually turning into blue and white as the last afterglow of the sunset disappeared, and gradually disappeared into the mist. But it was as if he was still standing there, as if waiting for her to return......

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When she returned to Xueyang Palace, it was as if no one had seen her.

She was really insignificant, but she had been worried for half a day, and she was bold enough to think about it.

According to the rules, the palace people who do not go overnight have to say hello to the master and retire when they are on duty.

She entered the Yaoguang Hall as usual, but saw Yan Shun hurriedly coming: "Niangniang is in a bad mood, you go back first......"

Before she could turn around, she heard a crisp sound from the inner sanctum, as if a bowl was shattering on the ground, and then there was a gust of wind...... Even after such a distance, you can still feel the chilling aura coming from the ground.

"The emperor is angry......"

Yan Shun hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on the ground.

Emperor?

Su Jinling's first feeling was to escape, as if he had made a mistake in school in his previous life, and when someone shouted "The teacher is coming", he was in a hurry to dodge, but he turned around and hit the door frame directly.

"Boom!"

She sat on the ground.

But no one cared about her.

The man from above just glanced at her and hurried away. All she could see was a bright yellow corner of the hem of the robe that had been lifted by the swift movement.

There was some chaos in the palace, and Yan Shun and the palace people tried their best to stop Concubine Xian from going to Yuwang's Mansion.

"Niangniang, the prince should have already left, and it's useless for you to go......"

"Yes, Niangniang, it's better to wait for the prince to come back......"

"The emperor is not angry, but ......"

Su Jinling drew such a message from the messy words...... The emperor wants to go north this month to tour the fortification, and is ready to temporarily hand over state affairs to the crown prince to take care of, and ask the king to assist him. Before the order was issued, King Yu asked for sick leave.

Assisting the prince to govern, this is a great thing, and it happened after King Yu did not say goodbye at the wedding and provoked the emperor's anger, the emperor's move can be said to be regardless of the previous suspicions and value him, if it is someone else, even if the sky falls, we must be sincerely grateful to Dade, King Yu is good, excused himself from illness, and hid in Lanxi Temple to cultivate himself......

"On weekdays, those who don't believe in heaven and earth, and don't even let the heavenly master choose a date for marriage, will run to the temple...... What does this make people think? Is he just trying to me off? ”

Concubine Xian was really angry, and smashed all six mica screens, and her destructive power was not inferior to Yuwen Xuanzheng.

Yan Shun hurriedly dismissed the group and others, and locked the hysteria of Concubine Xian in the palace gate.

The palace people walked past one after another, whispering. Su Jinling walked very slowly, looking at the half-moon that was about to be full in the sky.

It turned out that he accompanied King Yu to Lanxi Temple......

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That night, something very strange happened.

She slept soundly, when suddenly something suddenly stabbed into her chest, and a blood-red color spread in front of her eyes.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and the room was completely dark.

The heartache was like a knife, as if something was still flowing from the wound.

At first, I thought it was a dream, but the pain was real, and there was really a warmth flowing down my fingers.

She struggled to light the candle, but there was not a trace of blood in the jade-white cotton.

But his heart was still in terrible pain, and his body was convulsed.

At this time, there was a sudden sound outside the window, "Knock-knock!" Boom! "Knock four bangs.

Four changes......

This distraction is heartache and loss.

She clutched her chest, looked out the window at the darkness inexplicably, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in her heart.

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Two days later, on the fifteenth day of July, the Midyear Festival.

On this day, according to the convention, the palace should invite the people of high moral integrity to collect money to rectify the meeting, invite the monks, and set up an altar to recommend the deceased, which is called the Bon Festival.

This year, as usual, Concubine Xian is in charge.

When she first heard it, she was very happy, thinking that she could see Xuanchang through this, but they went not to Lanxi Temple, but Ganlu Temple.

It's the fragrant car BMW all the way, and the silk and satin are fragrant everywhere, and it's sitting in the same car with Yuwen Xuanzheng.

She leaned listlessly on the carriage, thinking about the inexplicable heartache a few days ago.

Could it be Xuanchang......

No, he is the person next to King Yu, if something really happens, the first person to learn the news will be Xueyang Palace. But he's just a prince's companion......

"Your Highness, do you have a companion?"

Yuwen Xuanzheng was pondering her distraction, and when she heard this, she bounced up from her seat in an instant, and hit her head directly on the roof of the carriage, but she only covered her head and yelled: "That kid bullied you?" Okay, I just think it's wrong for him to be reluctant for a while, and he originally had this idea. You wait, I'll teach him a lesson when I get back! ”

Since the chaos at King Yu's wedding, Su Jinling feels that he simply regards her as the master of everyone who loves flowers and flowers, no matter what she says, she can be led into a sexual harassment by him, but how can she be so charming? It is estimated that he regards her as his king of Qingning, who is always sprinkled with peach blossoms.

Yuwen Xuanzheng is probably very good with this sixth brother, and he has been stimulated too much since he was a child, which has led to being so sensitive and extreme, and then he inexplicably lowered himself to act as her flower messenger. If the hair ball hadn't been made to lose the dignity of the male dog, I am afraid that he would have been swept out by him.

"Your Highness, the slave just wants to ask the prince what he is doing with him?"

She intends to prevent a disaster in time that may add another amount of talk to her in other people's mouths, if she could have foreseen in advance that this sentence would arouse Yuwen Xuanzheng's suspicion and implicate the innocent, she would not have asked if she was killed.

"Why do you ask this?" Yuwen Xuanzheng's eyes were alert again.

Now it's good, the spearhead is turned to her again.

She felt that she really couldn't get much closer to this Eighth Highness in the future. She had been paying attention to avoiding him recently, but the more often he came to Xueyang Palace, he would look for her when he came, as if he wanted to deliberately show those tongue-chewing people, so that they would know that she was the one he covered. And today, he sent Xiao Mingzi and Xiao Fanzi to talk to her, but he was turned into the car as he spoke.

What she is worried about now is not what the palace people will say about her, but if these words reach Xuanchang's ears......

"What are you pondering?"

Yuwen Xuanzheng is now studying her as an object of inquiry, and his interest is getting more and more intense.

She was a little angry.

"Your Highness, don't you know that doing so will cause me a lot of trouble?"

"What's the trouble? What's wrong with me? ”

"The matter at King Yu's wedding has been in an uproar, and you have also played the lantern, and you always come to me again, and you have been ...... recently In this way, you will reach the ears of others......"

"Are you worried that you won't be able to marry in the future?" He narrowed his eyes and suddenly said viciously: "Do you have a sweetheart?" ”

She was startled, but she heard him say again: "Could it be that you really like my seventh brother?" ”

Su Jinling was so angry that she wanted to jump out of the car.

Fortunately, the car stopped, and she pushed the car door, but the car door hit the nose of Xiao Ningzi, who was eavesdropping outside, and he covered his nose in pain.

"What's it called?"

The head was hit by Yuwen Xuanzheng again.

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Because of the arrival of members of the royal family, Ganlu Temple cleared out the idle people and sent heavy troops to guard it as early as three days ago.

I saw that the temple was majestic, the long steps were spread over the ground, the hanging mountain was dougong, the colorful paintings were painted with gold, and there was a heavy incense mist, and the Sanskrit singing was faint, and for a while it was as if he was in a fairyland, and even the forbidden soldiers on both sides of the soft armor also added a bit of fairy energy.

Su Jinling's resentment and uneasiness suddenly disappeared and were replaced by solemnity and solemnity.

She followed Concubine Xian into the temple, and was greeted by a robe-clad host.

Tianhao's rules, monks can not worship when they see the monarch, so the two sides just bow together and chant Amitabha.

Su Jinling was quite in awe of the gods, and this time she waited by Concubine Xian's side in an unusual manner, but she always felt that a beam of eyes fell on her.

She stole her eyes......

In the distance, under the corridor, stood a man in a brown monk's robe. There was nothing unusual about this man, and it was impossible to identify his age, the only thing that stood out was that his right eye was slanted with a black cloth, and he was looking at this side with his left eye.

According to the custom, the virtuous concubine will set up a conference, burn the money mountain, sacrifice the army to the dead, and set up a dojo for lonely souls.

During these three hours, the masters moved to the Mahavira Hall with the monks who were doing the business, and the subordinates were kept outside the door or under the corridor, and were not allowed to act without permission, just like the yellow-clothed monks who stood silently in front of them.

The Sanskrit sound sings softly, making people feel empty, and the copper bells hanging on the high eaves are tinkling, adding to the tranquility.

The light smoke on the incense burner of the half-human-high relief auspicious beast rose in this quiet and empty light, weaving one light cloud after another and drifting away.

Su Jinling stared at the smoke gathering and dissipating, and slowly transformed into Xuanchang's face......

That inexplicable attention reappeared......

She tilted her head slightly......

It was still the one-eyed monk, standing in the cloister, looking at her with one eye.

She was a little annoyed...... How can a monk be so ignorant of the rules? But seeing that his face was expressionless, he didn't look like that kind of womanizer. And the strange thing is that all the monks are standing there in a regular manner, holding a wooden fish in their hands and reciting scriptures devoutly, how can he walk around? Does the abbot not care? If it's a weekday, it's just that, but today it's Concubine Xian who is doing things on behalf of the royal family...... Even if Tianhao advocates Buddhism, he shouldn't be so rude, right?

She glared at him, looking away, but couldn't help but look over......

The monk was gone......

She looked at the corridor where there was nowhere to hide, and was wondering, when she suddenly heard a voice like a breeze ringing in her ears: "Please go to the Speechless Zhai ...... later"