Leng Yue decided to stay quiet for now, so she hid aside and eavesdropped.

"Your Majesty, please think twice, the prince is young, once he ascends to the throne, the future of Shenglong Jiangshan will be cold. Now that the prince of the dust has also begun to grow his hair and return to the world, he is a senior monk, compassionate and heartfelt, and he will definitely be a good emperor. "This is the voice of the right minister, it turns out that they didn't want the emperor to kill Leng Yue.

The emperor looked haggard and very tired, and he also had concerns. Although Leng Yue is a demon concubine and a person who has been supported by herself, but when she dies, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not change the dynasty with selfish desires. If you listen to the words of the right minister, let your younger brother succeed to the throne, but I am worried that he will be too merciful and ruin the country.

"I'll think about it, please go back." The emperor waved his hand weakly, and when he saw that the emperor did not refuse immediately, he knew that he couldn't force it too hard, so he left with a few ministers.

Leng Yue was also in no mood, she could see that the emperor no longer trusted her as much as before. But he will never get rid of himself, otherwise the Feng family will still plot to seize the country, but after thinking about it, whether it is the Feng family or the right minister conspiring to seize the country, the future emperor must be surnamed Long, at most he is just a puppet. As for herself, if she has a heart, it is not impossible for Shenglong Jiangshan to change her sex, although she has the idea of beauty, but the emperor will not think about it. Leng Yue thought of this, her back was cold, it seemed that it would be good for her to let Luochen be the emperor. First, their own safety will not be endangered; Second, Luochen has some special feelings for himself, and he will not stop what he wants to do; Third, the succession to the throne will not make the subjects disgusted, and can better win the hearts of the people.

Thinking of the stakes, Leng Yue decided to add fuel to the fire, and when she returned to Huiyue Palace, she immediately sent Peaches out to find Luochen. As a result, Momoko brought back the news of Falling Dust missing.

"What? You say the dust is gone? Leng Yue felt faintly uneasy, the last time she went to Fulong Temple, she felt that something was wrong.

"Niangniang, this is a red magpie...... Letter to you. "Momoko knew that Nian Jiuling was not dead, but she was still shocked to see him this time, and she was frightened by his appearance.

Leng Yue took the letter and opened it hurriedly......

"Month, the dust is in Huafei Town." That's all, nothing else.

Leng Yue was not in the mood to think about that, and said, "I want to leave the palace for a few days, and you guys are here to resist me." ”

Peach pursed her lips, unwilling in her heart, because she had to pretend to be a vase like Leng Yue again.

Three days later......

Two rows of deep footprints were left on the snow. A white figure reads a book ^ net e-book, walking among the snow-capped mountains and dry forests.

Leng Yue gathered the white fox and rubbed his hands that were a little frozen, the ancient winter was very cold, and it had already snowed heavily with goose feathers. It's bitterly cold.

Step into the thick snow. There was a soft "squeak, squeak" sound.

Under the mountain wall, there is an independent small courtyard with yellow walls and black tiles, and the tiles are covered with a thick layer of snow.

The whole mountain is a place of cultivation. The Daxiong Treasure Hall under the mountainside is for good men and women to worship, and on the mountainside, a lot of small-scale courtyards have been built scattered, which is for the master to live, such as the one in front of him, standing by the mountain, hiding between the mountains and forests.

It's winter sunset and snow, dead trees and no leaves, and if it's spring, I'm afraid it's hard to find here.

Falling dust lives here?

Leng Yue's mood became complicated, how to tell him? recalled that before leaving, she asked Nian Jiuling and Fang Qingzhuo again if they really let her marry Luochen, and the answer she got still disappointed her. Since this is the case, then marry, as long as Luochen is willing to marry, she will marry.

Just as Leng Yue was hovering at the door, the door opened. She stood in front of the door and watched a man in a moon-white monk's robe come out of the room with a bucket in his hand.

His hair reached his shoulders and was tied behind his ears with a silver headband.

Leng Yue looked at his eyes in a daze, but those eyes were no longer waveless, but full of pain, and there was a deep surprise and a trace of panic in the dark eyes.

The day, when he opened the courtyard door, it was clear. The sun, falling from the sky, sprinkled on him. Pale color, like his fading eyes.

He didn't speak, took the bucket, and walked to the side. Leng Yue followed behind him, looking around. The scenery is beautiful, with the occasional foraging bird passing by.

The snow-white world, with black dead wood erected, and the mountains in the distance are stacked, a world of nothingness.

Stepping on the frozen water, he said, "Be careful. ”

"Hmm......" Leng Yue replied, looking at his back with a smile. Luochen is a good man, and marrying him may lead to happiness.

The dust continued to move forward, and Leng Yue looked at the white ice surface under his feet, which showed that the ice here was very thick. He walked to the upper reaches of the stream, where there was a cave in thin ice, which seemed to be where he had taken water.

"Hey......" He sighed somehow and began to break the ice, he never looked at Leng Yue, and when the bucket was full, he fished out a fish from it and threw it into the ice hole, and then began to walk back. Leng Yue was still following him.

In the quiet mountains, there was no sound, and it seemed that the whole mountain was because of the arrival of winter. And empty.

When he walked into the courtyard, he didn't close the door. Leng Yue followed. There are two courtyards on the left and right sides of the small courtyard, and in front of it is a meditation room and a Buddhist hall. There is a wooden pier for chopping wood in the east courtyard, which should be a kitchen. There is a flower garden in the west courtyard, which should be his resting place.

He walked into the east courtyard, and Leng Yue followed. There are also two rooms in the east courtyard, one is a kitchen and the other is a firewood room. He began to make a fire to boil water, and Leng Yue sat on the threshold. Look around with your cheeks back. Until the aroma of rice overflows. Is he here to be a cultivator or a vulgar one? Qing Xiu, why do you need to grow hair? Why can't you get rid of the past homework?

At noon, rice, mushrooms, and some pickles were eaten. In such ancient times, there were especially few dishes in winter.

Luochen knew about Leng Yue's existence, but he didn't pay too much attention to her, just like she was just a passerby, passing by here, begging for a bowl of food.

He thinks that the cold moon will go.

However, the cold moon did not.

While he was washing the dishes, Leng Yue was still sitting on the threshold and looking around. She is a quiet person, once in Huiyue Palace, a stay, is a day, even without eating or drinking.

Finally, Luochen glanced at her suspiciously, and then entered the study in the west courtyard to read. So, Leng Yue watched him from his yard.

In the evening, he came out of the house, looked at the twilight, and his eyes brought worry: "Female benefactor, it's time to go down the mountain." ”

"Down the mountain?" Leng Yue blinked, "It's getting late, I won't go down." ”

"I'll take you down." He said after a long time.

"Then you pack up and come with me." Leng Yue looked at him, really didn't know how to tempt. Bewitch him down the mountain.

He was stunned, sighed lightly, turned inside, and continued to sit at the desk, looking at the scriptures in his hand.

In the evening, I still eat rice and mushrooms, as well as pickled vegetables.

Then he began to prostrate to the Buddha and meditate with his eyes closed. Leng Yue sat next to him, there was no charcoal fire in the house, and Leng Yue's luck could not withstand the cold, so he ...... She moved, moved again, the corners of Dust's eyebrows moved very obviously, and she sighed softly. Then Leng Yue closed his eyes next to him to recuperate. But still feeling cold, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his body.

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