As long as my mother is happy!

Zhu Zhanji smiled dumbly, and he was no longer entangled.

Follow my mother all the way out of the palace.

Along the way, the crown princess did not make a sedan chair, but walked slowly with her son, who seemed to enjoy it very much.

This tranquility, the feeling of being close to my son.

The crown princess was very comfortable.

"Zhanji, should we go to Huangjue Temple or Jiming Temple."

In Yingtianfu, there are many temples, but the most famous is this Huangjue Temple.

As for Jiming Temple, only people from the royal family can go there, because there is a black-clothed prime minister Yao Guangxiao living there.

Zhu Zhanji thought for a while and said, "Let's go to Jiming Temple." ”

"I haven't seen the old monk for a long time, I want to meet him."

The old monk can pinch and calculate, maybe he can chat with him about the general trend.

The crown princess was naturally not assertive, and when she heard her son say this, she nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Okay, then let's go to Jiming Temple." ”

When the two of them left the palace, they got into the carriage, followed by dozens of brocade guards, close to them.

The journey to Jiming Temple was difficult, and the princess couldn't walk halfway through, yelling for her son to carry it, Zhu Zhanji just smiled, and carried her mother to the mountain.

This Jiming Temple, Zhu Zhanji is still the first time to come, so he is a little fascinated.

"Mother, it's here."

The first time Zhu Zhanji came up, he saw a magnificent door.

The banner on the door reads three big characters: Jiming Temple!

It covers a wide area, and it is estimated that it will take half an hour just to walk through the gate from here.

It's just that there is no one around, and it's very secluded.

The crown princess got off her son's back, stood in place, and walked into the Jiming Temple with her son.

"Junki, do you think that girl will blame our family?" The crown princess said as she walked.

Speaking of this, the crown princess's expression was full of guilt, like a child who had done something wrong.

Zhu Zhanji didn't know how to answer.

I could only murmur, "Maybe, yes." ”

After all, her home was burned to the ground, and her entire family was killed in it, so how could there be no monstrous resentment?

It was he who harmed her, and it hurt her whole family.

The son's answer made the crown princess even more apologetic, and she couldn't help but speed up her steps: "Son, let's go, let's go and worship the Buddha." ”

Zhu Zhanji was pulled by the crown princess, quickened his pace, and walked in the direction of the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

At this time, a little monk walked out, bowed to them and said, "Amitabha, I have seen the crown princess, His Royal Highness the grandson." ”

The behavior of the little monk made Zhu Zhanji a little surprised.

Zhu Zhanji frowned and said, "Do you know me?" ”

The little monk shook his head and said, "Uncle Shi said that there will be distinguished guests coming to the door today, so I just stand here to receive them." ”

"If it's a young boy, it's a grandson, if it's a fat man, it's a prince, and if it's a woman, it's a princess."

Zhu Zhanji was dumbfounded, and laughed again: "The old monk is really superb." ”

In history, Yao Guangxiao was rumored to be amazing.

Compared with Liu Bowen, it is not bad at all.

This person not only knows how to calculate, divination, and even the mountain doctor's fortune, strange talks, Taoist Buddhism, and is good at everything.

"Please come with me." The little monk clasped his hands together.

The crown princess and Zhu Zhanji followed the little monk forward.

After a short time, they came to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the old monk was entering the meditation, like a wooden man, only the Buddha beads in his hand were moving.

Zhu Zhanji shouted: "Old monk." ”

The black-clothed monk didn't move, and he didn't pay attention to Zhu Zhanji.

Zhu Zhanji shook his head: "It's boring." ”

After that, he took his mother into the Daxiong Treasure Hall together.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Zhu Zhanji saw the solemn Buddha and saw many Buddha statues all around.

The entire Daxiong Treasure Hall is shining with gold.

On both sides, there are many candles burning.

Under the golden body of the Buddha, there are also many futons, one of which is already kneeling.

Looking at that back, it should look like a woman.

At a cursory glance, his back was slender, and he was wearing a blue dress, but his appearance was difficult to see, and he was blocked by the three thousand green silks.

But it doesn't affect at all, if she shows her face, she must be a peerless beauty.

She knelt there silently, without making a sound.

Zhu Zhanji felt that this person was a little strange, and couldn't help shouting: "Hey, who are you?" ”

The figure in green clothes did not raise its head, nor did it move.

"Okay, this Jiming Temple is full of freaks." Zhu Zhanji was speechless.

shouted outside: "Old monk, you are a golden treasure hidden Jiao, what kind of Buddha do you still cultivate, the Buddha will be alive by you." ”

There was still no movement outside.

The crown princess took her son's hand and pulled her son to kneel under the futon.

"Okay, don't talk too much, it's all in front of the Buddha, why don't you stop."

"In everything, you must be careful not to make the Buddha angry." The crown princess said coquettishly.

As he spoke, he took his son and knelt down together.

The crown princess clasped her hands together, and her slightly arrogant face rarely showed a trace of piety, seriousness, nervousness, and guilt.

"The Buddha is above, I hope to bless the Shen family woman to be happy in heaven, and she will never have to suffer such a sin again."

"This matter is the sin of my old Zhu, if you want to blame it, blame me, it has nothing to do with the prince and my son."

The crown princess muttered, expressing her repentance.

Zhu Zhanji heard the voice of his mother's prayer, and his eyes were also full of memories.

Dressed in a red dress, he muttered with a disappointed face: "I can't forget, I don't see an echo." ”

I never forgot it, but I didn't see an echo......

Zhu Zhanji sighed in his heart, looked at this golden body, and muttered: "I hope she will never meet me again in the next life." ”

"I hope that in the next life, she can get a good relationship and find a wishful husband."

Zhu Zhanji muttered, his eyes surging with sadness.

For some reason, after coming to this Daxiong Treasure Palace, all the memories seem to be hooked.

The little red dress stood in front of him, shouting 'I like you' vividly.

When he was about to go to Hangzhou, the little red dress stood in the suburbs, waiting for him like an elf.

followed herself to the battlefield, and when she was discovered, she couldn't hide the love in her eyes......

That delicate face, in his own memories, became clearer and clearer.

It's so clear that you can feel it even on your eyelashes.

At this moment, Zhu Zhanji seemed to be in a trance.

He couldn't hear the whispering of the crown princess beside him, nor could he hear any movement from the surroundings, and the whole person was stunned in place, falling into his own spiritual world.

It was as if the little red dress was reborn, standing in front of him, smiling at him.

"Zhu Chen, I'm here, can you come to me?"

"I don't forget, I don't see the repercussions......"

"Zhu Chen, I'm leaving, I'll never see you again."

In my ears, all I heard was such a voice.

Zhu Zhanji's eyes were red for a while, and he stretched out his empty hand and clenched it fiercely, as if he wanted to completely hold the little red dress in his arms!

It's a pity that what he clutches tightly is just a handful of air.

In front of me, there is nothing......