Fuyin was carried off the horse, and only felt better after his feet touched the solid ground, and saw the queen mother coming slowly with the support of a group of palace maids.

Fuyin barely straightened up and saluted, and when he looked up, he saw the temple on the mountainside, which looked particularly solemn and solemn in the mist.

It seems that there is always a kind of tree - ginkgo biloba tree, the temple is surrounded by ginkgo trees, a piece of gold, there is a path in the mountain, the clean stone steps extend upwards, until the temple entrance, both sides of the road are planted with fiery red maple leaves, layer upon layer, in the sunlight the two golden and red leaves reflect each other, as if to a fairyland.

There is a small wooden sign at the intersection with traditional characters written on it. Fuyin knew a few, so he brought in the bachelor Ling Hu Yiyu beside him.

"Lord Wang, what is written on this?"

Linghu Yiyu didn't even look at it and retold it, "There are a total of 9,999 steps in this ladder, and this Baoxiang Temple's Guanyin is the most spiritual, so Baoxiang Temple is also called the Marriage Temple." Speaking of this, Hu Yiyu paused a little and didn't say any more.

Fuyin looked at the words on it, and Linghu Yiyu hadn't finished speaking, "What else does the prince have?" Read on! ”

Linghu Yiyu ignored Fuyin and thought deeply, as if he was recalling something, seeing that he didn't plan to continue reading, Fuyin found another person to help him read it.

Originally, Fuyin didn't have much interest in the next words, but seeing Linghu Yiyu's contemplation for a moment, Fuyin was curious about what was written, so he asked someone to know that as long as he came here with his beloved, and the man carried the woman to climb the 9,999 steps, without stopping halfway, then they could be together for life and never separate.

Fuyin wanted to make Hu Yiyu probably remember Qinghe again, and didn't bother him, Fuyin followed the queen mother and them along the steps all the way up, and a few maple leaves fell from the side of the road from time to time, Fuyin didn't dare to look back at her for fear of seeing Linghu Yiyu's sad appearance.

She really wanted to tell Linghu Yiyu not to be sad, there is no grass at the end of the world, why bother thinking about a flower. But she couldn't say it, she hadn't been in love, and she didn't know what kind of liking it was.

Listening to the footsteps slowly following behind, Fuyin couldn't help but speed up his pace. She kept telling herself not to think about it, you are here to worship the Buddha, he is the master and you are the servant, you don't care about him.

I climbed to the top of the mountain and finally stood at the gate of Hoshoji Temple. After a lot of effort, Fuyin's back was wet, and the cold wind blew and couldn't help but sneeze a few times and rub his nose.

Looking at the people around, it seems that except for Fuyin and the prince, the queen mother and the two female officials and several guards going up the mountain, the rest of the palace maids are still halfway up the mountain, and the queen mother is being carried up. Fuyin used to climb the mountain with friends, so he barely climbed the mountain.

The Empress Dowager looked at Fuyin with some appreciation, and said to Linghu Yiyu: "Emperor, you girl has great physical strength. ”

Linghu Yiyu replied absentmindedly on the side: "What the emperor said is that the sons and daughters are also very surprised. ”

The incense and candles are around, the fragrance of sandalwood wafts in the air, enter the temple, the light of the candles flickers in the mountain breeze, the queen mother worships the Buddha, gets up and asks Fuyin who is standing aside: "Girl, there is no one yet!" ”

Fu Yin understood that the Queen Mother meant that she was not married yet, "Back to the Queen Mother's words, not yet." ”

"Yes, this is also a good place to ask for marriage, you can also say goodbye!" After speaking, I took the hand of the palace maid and went to see the host.

Fuyin muttered, really? So he knelt in front of the Bodhisattva reverently, clasped his hands together, hoping that the Bodhisattva could hear the words in Fuyin's heart, "I don't know if I can bless the health of my parents in another world, and let the prince find his beloved woman as soon as possible." Fuyin closed her eyes and prayed sincerely.

The queen mother went to the backyard to preach with the abbot of the temple, and the prince didn't know where to go, and the women in the backyard of the temple couldn't go in casually, and Fuyin was left alone to wander around the temple.

The red paint of the temple has long been colorful in the corrosion of the years, Fuyin found a stone to sit under the ginkgo tree and look at the distant mountains, and the ginkgo biloba leaves of the tree fell under the blowing of the mountain wind.

On the other side, Linghu Yiyu, who finished doing things, couldn't find Fuyin everywhere in the temple, and was anxious about where she went, but she didn't expect to see Fuyin sitting under the ginkgo tree as soon as she came, and the light reflected by the sun on the ginkgo leaves hit her body, and Fuyin looked at the distance calmly and calmly, unaware that there was someone beside her.

The breeze blew lightly, raising her black hair, the shadows of the trees swayed, and a ginkgo leaf fell on her shoulder, the picture was too beautiful to disturb. He had been watching her silhouette from afar, if he could have done it for the rest of his life.

Linghu Yiyu didn't expect how he could have such an idea for a moment, the eunuch's voice slipped before pulling the thoughts of the two back, Fuyin got up anxiously and walked towards the main hall of the temple, not noticing that there was another person at all, until Fuyin's figure disappeared around the corner, he came out and picked up the ginkgo biloba that fell on Fuyin's shoulder and went back.

"Where's the prince? The prince hasn't come yet! Fuyin who came out didn't see that the prince was anxious.

Linghu Yiyu came and chuckled at the little girl who made her uneasy, "This king is here, don't look for it, let's go." ”

Linghu Yiyu sat on the horse and stretched out his hand to Fuyin, which clearly meant 'get on the horse'

But because of the morning, Fuyin didn't want to get too close to him, afraid that he would know that the person he loved would also moth to the fire, so he shook his head resolutely, "Lord Wang, I'd better take the carriage with the palace maid." ”

Ling Hu Yiyu was a little annoyed by her alienation from herself, "If you are told to get on the horse, what so much nonsense." ”

Fuyin still shook his head, "Don't trouble the prince." It's just that the momentum was a little extinguished by Ling Hu Yiyu's stare just now.

"Could it be the same thing, do you want this king to say it a second time!" He admits that he has a hard time getting angry with Fuyin, but he doesn't know what will happen to him if she has to reject him again and again.

"No need, the slave has already heard me." Saying that, she stretched out her hand to Linghu Yiyu, joking that her food and clothing parents were already so angry, she dared to hit the muzzle of the gun, annoyed him, and sent her to do laundry and chopping firewood again, she didn't forget how many people were waiting for her to fall, she knew that once she really got to where she went, they had no reason not to make things worse for her.

The group set off again, but this time it was far from being as simple as the last trip. When they were halfway up the mountain, a group of masked black men came out, and the scene became very chaotic for a while, and the soldiers shouted to protect the queen mother, and surrounded the queen mother's phoenix chariot one after another.

The accompanying palace maid was almost dead, and Fuyin finally understood the preciousness of life at this time, fortunately he was sitting on the same horse with the prince, otherwise one of the corpses below would be his own.

Because of the dispute between Fuyin and them just now, they were lagging behind, and the man in black didn't have the heart to look in their direction, and the horses didn't go forward, so they looked at it from a distance, and the prince didn't seem to have any intention of making a move.

Seeing that the soldiers were almost dead, there were still many people in black, and the queen mother had fallen into the hands of the other party, Fu Yin couldn't help but sigh, you are more than twice as many as others, how can you die so much! It seems that she usually lives too comfortably, and if something happens to the queen mother, the prince will not be able to get out of it.

Seeing that there were only five or six soldiers, Linghu Yiyu finally kicked the horse's head, flew out, landed in the soldiers, and pulled out his soft sword; entangled with the masked gangsters, Fu Yin was worried at the beginning, and then he directly sat and watched the live version of the historical martial arts drama of Sword and Sword, and he was almost a melon seed.