In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jin Gonggong went to the side hall with Shangguan Xiang after announcing the holy decree, and Shangguan Qing's originally calm heart lake suddenly became turbulent because of this paper marriage contract.

Is this a deliberate attempt by the emperor to re-woo the prime minister's office? He paced back and forth in the room irritably.

In the middle of the night, Shangguan Xiang, the right minister, walked in with a gloomy face, "Dad, your face is so ugly, is something wrong?"

"Do you know how this marriage decree came about?" Shangguan Xiang frowned and looked at Shangguan Qingqing.

Shangguan said clearly: "Isn't it the emperor's?"

Shangguan Xiang sneered and shook his head: "The emperor is still in a coma, how can he get this marriage decree?"

"Could it be the crown prince?" how dare he?" Shangguan had a clear heart like a mirror.

"Why wouldn't he dare? He is the crown prince, the one who inherits the throne in a righteous manner!" Shangguan Xiang's tone was neither slow nor slow.

Shangguan Qingqing saw Shangguan Xiang's solemn expression, and gradually became clearer, and he asked coldly: "Dad, you don't want to change hands, do you?"

"Yushu, it's helpless to be a father..."Shangguan Xiang's face was embarrassed and entangled, "Today, Gonggong Jin explained their plan to his father, on the surface, he trusted, but in fact he was threatening and tempting, how could his father put the Prime Minister's Mansion in danger!"

Shangguan said clearly and coldly: "Dad can't decide how to choose the jade tree, it's just, don't get involved with the jade tree!"

Shangguan Xiang's face changed, and he said in a trembling voice: "Yushu, do you want to watch the Prime Minister's Mansion being destroyed? Do you have to kneel down and beg you?"

"Dad, how can a jade tree like you afford it?" Shangguan Qingqing hurriedly grabbed Shangguan Xiang's arm, and his heart was as heavy as a lead stone.

Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been in a dilemma! He sighed, tears welling up in his eyes.

There are not many century-old temples in Jinchuan country, covering an area of 100 acres all year round and the incense is vigorous, if the Hanshan Temple in Jincheng is called the first, there is no dare to call the second.

The noon sun is warm, completely dispel the chill of the morning, today is the last day of the day, Qianshan Twilight doesn't want to waste this bright spring light in vain, and shouted Liu Mengli sneaked out of the hall through the back door.

On the carriage, Liu Mengli took off the veil, and Qianshan Dusk said with a smile: "Mengli, your face has long been restored, what are you still wearing this veil for?"

Liu Mengli smiled with her eyebrows: "I'm used to it for a while, what the princess said is that Mengli won't wear this veil in the future!"

"That's right!" Qianshan Twilight smiled: "By the way, they all say that this Hanshan Temple is very effective, what is more spiritual, and I will burn a few more pillars of incense when I go back!"

Liu Mengli looked at her unintentionally, and spit out two words in a low voice, "Ask for a son!"

Qianshan Twilight's face froze, and she said abruptly, "At present, I'm still ... Not required...... Let's go back first!"

Liu Mengli chuckled: "According to Mengli, the princess needs it the most at the moment, and it is the most important thing to completely tie up His Highness's heart!"

"I, I haven't thought about it yet..."Qianshan Twilight's eyes instantly crossed a touch of depression, and soon she covered the past, raised her head, and her clear eyes were full of cunning: "Do you think I can't hold back His Highness's heart?"

"It's better to take precautions for this kind of thing!" Liu Mengli smiled.

Hanshan Temple is located in the middle of the green mountain, the forest in the mountain is quite mixed, but the pine tree is the most, the shape is peculiar, the green pine of different shapes is rooted in the stone crevices, the steep cliff is on the cliff, and the clear and graceful mountain spring is beside it.

The steps are winding, one side is the craggy strange stone, the other side is the rusty mottled chain, fortunately there are not many people who go up the mountain to burn incense at noon, it is not too crowded, thousands of mountains go up the stairs at dusk, the thick bell comes from the mountain, remote and unpredictable!

For some reason, her legs were faintly sore, and she stopped on the steps to rest, and looked up at the eaves of the temple flying in the clear sunlight, and suddenly a heavy awe was born in her heart.

In front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall is a copper and iron square incense burner, full of long and short standing incense, the smoke and incense are ethereal, floating and sinking in front of the hall.

"Now that you are here, burning a pillar of incense is also a sign of respect for the gods and Buddhas!" Liu Mengli persuaded.

Chiyama Twilight thought for a moment, "Okay, listen to you!"

After burning incense, the two wandered to the back mountain of Hanshan Temple, a rugged and difficult path hidden in the dark jungle, rarely inhabited.

"Shall we go down this road?" I'm afraid the road in front of the mountain is already crowded with people who go up the mountain to burn incense!" asked Qianshan Twilight.

Liu Mengli hesitated, but agreed!

The trail was desolate and cold, surrounded by wild grass, and the heavy dead air made the scalp tingle.

Liu Mengli looked around vigilantly, not daring to slack off.

Not far away, at the end of the road was a tomb, scattered among the desolate dead grass, large and small graves, on the left seemed to be a freshly dug grave pit, the new soil turned out was haphazardly piled on one side, and a lot of paper money was scattered on the ground.

"Let's go back, it's too mad!" Liu Mengli said in horror.

Qianshan Twilight snorted, and the two were about to return along the same path, suddenly, there seemed to be a woman's low sobbing voice, Qianshan Twilight felt a chill in her back, she and Liu Mengli glanced at each other, carefully identifying the source of the sound.

In such a desolate place, the woman's sobbing sound was intermittent, like a wandering ghost, which was terrifying.

According to Qianshan Twilight, those so-called ghosts and ghosts are afraid of the day, so she is not too afraid, and boldly walks into the tomb, Qianliu Mengli tightly grasps Qianshan Twilight's hand, trembling with fright.

The two followed the sound to the newly dug grave, and when they got closer, they found that there was a dark and shiny coffin in the grave, from which the woman's sobbing sound came from.

"Princess, let's go..."Liu Mengli looked around tremblingly, his face turned pale with fright.

"Who's crying?" asked Chiyama Twilight.

There was a thumping sound in the coffin, and a woman screamed, "Help, help me, help me!"

Qianshan Twilight looked at Liu Mengli, "It doesn't look like a ghost!"

Liu Mengli gritted her teeth fiercely, jumped down the grave boldly, pushed the lid of the coffin hard, and unexpectedly pushed open a gap, through which she saw a man and a woman lying in the coffin.

The man's face was earthy, apparently dead for a long time, while the woman was wearing a red wedding dress, her hands and feet were tied, and her face was full of tears and she was struggling in the coffin.

Seeing this, Qianshan Twilight also jumped down, and together with Liu Mengli, pushed the coffin away and rescued the woman.

The woman cried out for the rest of her life as soon as she crawled out of the grave.

"Hey, don't cry yet, what's going on?" Liu Mengli patted the dirt on his body and frowned and asked.

The woman slowly stopped crying, she said sadly: My name is Song Jiao, my family is too poor, and my brother and sister-in-law can't tolerate me, so they conspired to force me to drink poison and sold it to this man for a secret marriage.

As he spoke, with tears of gratitude in his eyes, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Qianshan saw that the woman's willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, her figure was petite and exquisite, and she was also a beauty with a slight appearance.

said indifferently: "It's just a gesture, you can do it yourself, it's not too early, we're going back." ”

Song Jiao suddenly knelt down in front of Qianshan Dusk, crying and begging: "I have nowhere to go, I beg my sister to take me in kindly, and repay my sister's kindness by being a cow and a horse!"

Liu Mengli said coldly: "You don't want to be strong!"

"Forget it," Qianshan Twilight smiled faintly, "I don't need you to be a cow or a horse, if you really have nowhere to go, follow me!"

"Thank you, sister!" Song Jiao said obediently.

"She's a princess!" Liu Mengli rolled her eyes, sneered, and couldn't tell why, this woman named Song Jiao, she just didn't like it!

Song Jiao was shocked, and hurriedly changed her tone and shouted, "Thank you, princess!"

Chiyama Twilight nodded, and slowly walked back to the path in the afterglow of the setting sun.