The small Buddha hall is supported by four carved mahogany roofs, and there is a small copper stove in the corner of the hall hanging on all sides, carved into the shape of a unicorn, and a small box of silver charcoal is placed next to it.

After changing into dry clothes during the day, Feng Miao felt that her throat was dry, and her temples hurt from one after another, probably because of the wind cold. At this time, the wind and cold had just started, and I should have drunk some ginger soup and slept well, but I just received a little punishment today, and I immediately fell ill and showed the empress dowager and her old man, which was too arrogant. What's more, there is another thing on her mind.

Feng Qing had been with her all day, and she was so anxious that she could only pretend to be nothing. It was easy to enter the small Buddha hall at night, Feng Miao hurriedly rummaged around in the clothes she quietly brought in, rummaging inside and out a few times, and finally determined that the Feiluan bead was indeed lost.

She knelt on the futon, her heart up and down, and remembered the places she had walked in the morning. If it is lost on the road, the palace maid and eunuch will not dare to keep it privately, and after a few days go to the chief steward to ask, and you will know. If you lose it in the Lanxiu Palace, you are not afraid. But if you leave it in the secret room...... Feng Miao stroked her throat, remembering that pill, there was no sign of poison yet, and she was going to go to that nasty ghost to get the antidote in ten days, why not find a chance to sneak back there and look for it.

She took out a bundle of paper from under the whole bluestone carved Buddhist shrine. It was specially used to transcribe Buddhist scriptures, and it was stiffer than ordinary paper, with light golden auspicious clouds and dark lines.

In fact, she can memorize all those Buddhist scriptures, and she can write them silently without copying them. Her hairpin is a small hairpin, which she learned from her mother, and she writes very upright and beautiful. Writing and writing, I thought of my mother who was still at home, my mother's body and spirit had not been very good in recent years, and sometimes she would say something she didn't understand in a trance, and the most read was the two words "Yun Qiao".

Yun Qiao, Yun Qiao...... When my mother read these two words, her expression was half sweet and half sad. In a flash, the last line of small characters was crooked, and when Feng Miao was shocked, it was already difficult to correct. She held up the notebook and looked at it, feeling very sorry. It was certainly too late to rewrite, so she had to go under the sandalwood table, find a sharpened piece of bamboo, scrape off the line bit by bit, and write it again properly.

When everything was done, the time was just right, and she lit a small piece of sandalwood in the incense burner, and then burned the paper with the Buddhist scriptures to ashes little by little. Finally, put your hands together and bow three times in front of the Buddhist shrine.

Feng Miao didn't know that her every move in the small Buddha hall was watched by a pair of eyes without leaking.

The water in the drip dried up, and Feng Miao rubbed her sore knees and stood up. At this time, it was almost the third watch, and the lights in the Fengyi Hall were extinguished, presumably the Empress Dowager had rested. She glanced at the west side hall, and it was also dark inside, and it seemed that Feng Qing was also asleep. Feng Miao rubbed her nose, suppressed her heartbeat, and followed her memory to the palace room during the day.

She only remembered that outside the palace, there was a five-color bead curtain hanging, and nothing else was remembered. But I can go around and find it. A bend in front of you is the Bibo Pool, which is almost close to the front hall where the minor princes live, Feng Miao just doesn't know the way anymore, and he also knows that he is not quite right.

By the blue wave pool, two little eunuchs in gray cloth clothes were twisting a person who looked like a palace maid. Opposite them, a young man in a navy blue arrow-sleeved riding costume was sitting on a horse, his eyes fixed on the palace maid. The boy was not very old, and his round face was still a little childish.

"Lord, the emperor is still waiting for the slave maid to take the medicine to serve, please let the slave go." The palace maid was twisted and couldn't move, so she could only plead bitterly.

"Lin Lang, how long has it been since you came to me?" The young man tried his best to look mature, but the words he said were still childish, "I have been crowned king, and the mansion has been built, I will take you to see it, if you like it, I will live with you, okay?" ”

"Lord, slaves and maids can't leave the palace at will, they have to ask the emperor for instructions." The voice of the palace maid is very good, because she is in a hurry, and she looks more and more mournful and moving.

Feng Miao kept her head down and hurried, her head was dizzy, and her ears were buzzing again, and by the time she found these people, she was already too close, and the palace maid and the two eunuchs who were twisting her all saw Feng Miao.

As soon as she raised her head, Feng Miao was shocked by the face of the palace maid. It's not that she hasn't seen beauties, not to mention the concubines of the eldest brother Feng Dan and the warblers and Yanyan, even herself and Feng Qing have their own styles. The palace maid in front of her should be ten or nine years old, and her facial features are not very amazing when you look at them alone, but when they are combined, they are so incomparably just right, almost like a painted flying fairy.

The young man on the horse noticed that their eyes were drifting behind him, and turned his head to look at Feng Miao, his expression a little impatient. He saw the palace maid's clothes on Feng Miao's body clearly, and pointed with a horsewhip, "It's just right, someone is here, it looks like you are from the palace of the imperial grandmother." You go on an errand and tell the imperial brother that Lin Lang wants to go out of the palace with me. ”

The horse whip pointed back three inches in front of Lin Lang, "What other questions do you have?" ”

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