A beautiful vase as a gift as long as you take care of the outside, don't fall it, as for the rest...... Who will communicate with the vase?

In such a comparison, Murong Linshen simply has a conscience for his daughter anymore, so Linlang has a lot more courage to lift the tile.

In fact, if she wants to come in directly, it's not impossible, as long as she squeaks with Qiubai.

But the emperor was suspicious, in case Murong Linshen felt that Qiu Bai leaked the secret to a palace maid like her, he was afraid that he would cause trouble to Qiu Bai.

The good of people is mutual, she has always remembered Qiubai's goodness, and she also has to think about him.

This tile is not much easier to lift, the three layers in the Golden Dragon Palace, and the three layers outside, Linlang still spent a little effort to deliberately make some incense that makes people's vision trance, so he took the opportunity to climb in.

The incense burner in the Golden Dragon Hall was much more smoked than her.

Linlang walked over little by little.

Behind the veil, the majestic and handsome face of the emperor was revealed. This was the first time she had seen Murong Linshen's face so intuitively, her eyebrows and eyes were three points similar to Qiu Bai's, but they were diametrically opposed temperaments.

Qiubai is a jade that seems to be cold but can be warm with tentacles, while Murong Linshen is a gentle ice that is actually bone-tying on the outside.

"Your Majesty?"

Although he knew that this calf thing was pretended, Linlang still pretended to shout, just in case he suddenly burst out and stabbed himself.

Now the signs of rumors have begun to emerge, and they are superstitious in ancient times, and this thing is all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods.

In the simulated plot, she was supposed to wait for the second half of the year to lift the tiles. But Murong Linshen is an unpredictable emperor, in order to prevent changes, this tile should be lifted early to prevent long nights and dreams.

Linlang took a handkerchief and put it on his wrist and carefully checked his pulse.

It's really the poison of Nanyi, but it's not serious, at least it's not exaggerated to the point that you can't get out of bed like the late stage of the simulation, and this poisoning method seems to be through the ...... She choked in embarrassment.

Thinking about the previous simulation, she hated King Kang because of He Chu's death. Therefore, after dispensing medicine for Murong Linshen's pulse, he didn't have time to think about it, and directly raised the knife to seek revenge.

"Your Majesty, you must get better quickly." Linlang muttered a sentence with 'true affection', while preventing the other party from breaking out, and brought up the antidote from the portable medicine box to feed it on the spot.

This time, her mind was very calm, so she specially observed it carefully.

This dog thing, sure enough, didn't swallow it!

Linlang grinded his back molars, and just thought about whether to take advantage of the opportunity for him to pretend to be unconscious and pretend to be loyal, and slap him up to make him swallow, Murong Linshen suddenly opened his eyes slowly.

"Why are you here?"

Damn, it's quite similar.

But he said, "The emperor, the emperor? Slaves deserve death! The slave maid was just worried about the emperor's safety, and thought that she knew a little about the art of Qihuang, so she secretly broke in to diagnose the emperor's pulse and ask the emperor for forgiveness! ”

Although the plastic master and servant were very touching, Linlang actually lowered her volume, for fear of alarming the people outside, otherwise she was afraid that she would be slammed by Murong Linshen himself in the next moment.

"Get up, you know how to poison the south?"

Murong Lin leaned there with a look that seemed to hide his tiredness, but it seemed that the pill had finally been swallowed.

"Yes, the slave's grandmother is from Nanyi." There's nothing to hide, and there's nothing to hide.

"Then the person who poisoned me will be handed over to you to find. And today's things, with your wisdom and skill...... I guess I don't need to remind you anymore, right? ”

The Emperor's bottomless eyes were fixed on her, just as they had been when she had picked up the grey dove.

Linlang understood and hurriedly said: "Yes, the slave must be tight-lipped!" ”

His trap of pretending to be sick is still waiting for King Kang's prey to crash in.

So in addition to the two brothers, Linlang became the third person in the know and took the initiative to jump into the chessboard.

Only the Queen Mother is sincerely burning incense and worshiping the Buddha, and the entire Shoukang Palace is full of smoke, and those who don't know think they are dancing the gods. But even so, her baby is still not good.

Ji Huirong was so sad that everyone lost a lot of weight, and after Qiubai came to comfort her a few times, she simply found a project such as praying for blessings in Yingtian Temple to relieve her anxiety.

Linlang was also temporarily borrowed for a morning because of the good cooking of the fake dishes before. And in addition to her and Aunt Gui, there are pearls with the queen mother.

Aunt Gui naturally wouldn't be half a step away from the Queen Mother, so Linlang and Pearl squeezed into the last and smallest carriage.

"I heard that this Yingtian Temple can be effective, and if there is a chance later, we will also ask for a sign." When Pearl and her colleague were on good terms, they had something to talk about.

"Do you want money?" Linlang smiled and accosted.

"You Nizi really fell into the eyes of money, Yingtian Temple has a senior monk in charge, and it is not visible to people who are not destined, why don't you just stare at the copper plates in your pocket?"

Pearl shook her in disgust.

"Monk?"

Linlang recalled the slope-footed monk she met in the simulation, and couldn't help asking, "Could it be that even the Queen Mother doesn't receive you?" ”

"People are people in Buddhism, and they only think about fate and don't think about expensive." Pearl folded her hands and bowed, clearly a faithful believer.

"Now only the fourth prince has the fate to see it, and the first emperor was defeated and received a meal from a high monk, as for the others, I haven't heard of it."

Yingtian Temple is not a long way.

The horses in the palace were fast, so they arrived quickly.

Linlang and the others got out of the carriage, and followed quietly behind the Queen Mother as soon as possible, bowing their heads and hands, and standing respectfully.

The temple is built on a secluded mountain, with vast surroundings and picturesque scenery, bathed in the morning sunset and bells of wooden fish, and the ancient temple is Zen.

The stairs up the hill should have been repaired for many years, but not a single leaf was missing.

Aunt Gui subconsciously reached out to help, but Ji Huirong shook her head and refused.

"Shen'er is sick, and Si'er's body is not good. The mourning family came to ask the Bodhisattva to bless my two sons with peace and health. Since you are here to ask for it, you have to let the Bodhisattva see this sincerity. ”

With that, she took her dress and walked up the long staircase.

Linlang hurriedly followed, and at the same time sighed secretly in her heart.

Even if the kinship of the heavenly family is weak, it is difficult to separate the blood and blood between the mother and the child after all, and Ji Huirong is undoubtedly a good mother.

According to the original plan, it was a morning thing, but Ji Huirong climbed for a long time.

Linlang looked at the Queen Mother, who was usually pampered and sweaty, and looked up at the sun hanging in the middle, and suddenly was a little worried about whether the emperor would starve to death in the palace.

……

The Buddha statue in the center of the main hall is solemn and treasured.

When Ji Huirong was worshipping sincerely, Linlang carried the basket to the kitchen at the back of the courtyard.

In ancient times, there was no greenhouse technology, so fruits and vegetables in winter can be said to be rare, and vegetables are mostly tofu and cereals.

Linlang took a few breaths of white gas, rubbed his hands that were blown frozen by the wind, and made a fire to roast them first. Wait until the relief is softer, and then steam the sticky rice.

(End of chapter)