It is close to the twilight drum, and the flow of people in the Temple of Mercy and Grace has greatly decreased compared to the previous hour.

But there are also many who, like Li Qingheng, hurriedly worshipped before the door closed.

In the temple hall of the Temple of Mercy and Grace, incense is rife, and three yellow futons are spread on the ground in the middle, which are used for people to kneel during worship.

When the people in front of her finished worshipping, she raised her feet and stepped into the threshold, knelt on the futon, followed the example of the people around her, closed her eyes and made a wish.

If the Temple of Mercy and Grace is really so effective and responsive, she is willing to quit drinking and meat for the rest of her life, so that Li Cong can live.

After thinking silently in her heart, she knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, got up and left the temple.

When the little monk at the door saw her come out, he clasped his hands together: "Donor go slowly." ”

She stopped and looked at the little monk: "Is your Temple of Mercy and Grace really effective?" ”

"Believe or not, sincerity is spirit." Although the little monk is young, he is very steady when he speaks.

"Is there any way to promote healing?" She asked straight to the point.

The little monk hesitated, thought for a while, and then replied: "If the donor is sincere, come once every seven days, burn incense and worship the gods, and God will bless you." ”

Oh, God will bless you, where is there such a mystery.

Life and death are fateful, instead of asking for gods, it is better to ask for Hades.

She disdainfully came out of the Temple of Mercy and Grace, but she was planning in her heart that seven days later, it should be April 11, and then she should have time.

By the time the carriage approached the gate of King Qing's mansion, there were almost no pedestrians on the road.

When she entered the door, the gatekeeper was scolding and urging there, she lifted the curtain and glanced outside, so frightened that the man hurriedly silenced and did not dare to look up.

How would he know how the grounded Qingheng County Lord ran out?

This Qingheng county lord is notoriously bad-tempered, and now that he scolds her like this, he will definitely not be able to eat and walk around in the future, and he may be secretly retaliated against one day.

Thinking of this, the gatekeeper broke out in a cold sweat.

The sun had set, and the western sky seemed to be shrouded in a faint red veil, enveloping the slanting sun in it, gentle and soft.

After Li Qingheng finished bathing, he lay down on the carved shelf bed, put down the curtains, covered the quilt, and felt sleepy.

[Li Qingheng, Shen Mo may be in danger. 】

The white-footed civet cat flexibly jumped on the bed and lay on Li Qingheng's pillow.

She opened her eyes suddenly: "Now?" ”

If it was in danger now, it would be difficult for her to rush over.

Since the secret passage was discovered, Li Longji sent people to fill it in, and it was still with stones.

At this point, if you go over the wall and go out of the workshop, you may be killed by Jin Wuwei's arrows.

I don't know what danger Shen Mo has, he must not have any accidents.

[Not now.] 】

The system's words made her breathe a sigh of relief.

It's not right now, if Shen Mo dies now, she can't stop it at all.

[But according to the current situation, Shen Mo is not far from death, if you want him to live safely past the age of twenty-five, it is best to keep people by your side. 】

"Do you have to keep it around?"

[It has to be. 】

“……”

She didn't answer again.

In the past, she tried every means to keep Shen Mo by her side, but her previous attitude was that as long as Shen Mo was alive, it didn't matter if she left him by her side or not.

has been under house arrest for the past two days, and Shen Mo is still alive, she wants to ignore Shen Mo and let him fend for himself, and it shouldn't be a problem to live for a year or two.

But now, according to the meaning of the system, she overestimated Shen Mo before.

Now since the system proposes that Shen Mo is in danger and let her keep it by her side, it means that Shen Mo is really in danger this time, and he will die for life.

If she continues to let Shen Mo go, the task will really not be done.

It seems that she has to find an opportunity to tie Shen Mo to her side, even if it is by despicable means like Yang Shuofeng.

But she still has to meet the fiancé Li Cong found for her tomorrow, and I'm afraid that the time to see Shen Mo will be postponed a little bit.

The white-footed civet cat leaned over her and lay in the crook of her arm, her body purring evenly to make her sleep.

She didn't feel sleepy, but listening to the snoring sound, she fell asleep inexplicably.

When I woke up the next day, the sun had just come out.

The golden morning light shone in through the windows and spread on the floor, leaving many square-shaped window holes.

Not long after she sat up from the bed, Jin Yu came in.

She was busy rolling up the curtains in her hands, and muttered in her mouth: "County Lord, Your Highness asked you to wear a light dress when you go today, not to attract too much attention, so as not to be sued to the saint and cause unnecessary trouble." ”

"Your Highness has prepared the clothes for you, Jin Feng will send them later, and I will wait for you to wash up first."

Li Qingheng put on his shoes and sat in front of the dressing mirror, fiddling with Jin Yu.

The Tang Dynasty was a very inclusive dynasty, especially in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Since Empress Zetian became emperor, the status of women has risen a lot, and even though decades have passed now, the legacy of her reign still exists.

Slaves and maids do not call themselves "slaves and slaves" like TV series, high-ranking officials and nobles will not call themselves "this king", and the women in the palace will not call themselves "this palace", and even the emperor and the people call him "saint", and he rarely calls himself "I".

As for the concubine, most of the time the people in the palace call her "Yuzhen Lady" or Lady, but Li Qingheng will deliberately call her "Concubine" in order to appear more alienated.

The palace is not an unfathomable place, and the concubines in the palace also have the opportunity to come out to the east and west to have fun with the people.

To be honest, if it weren't for the curfew, it seemed to her that everything here was easy-going, and there weren't so many unacceptable rules.

It's just that today's Datang has embarked on a rapid decline.

To stop the Anshi Rebellion, she tried her best and gave up. Now I just want to be able to protect one person in the troubled times, stay up for another three or four years, and go home to see my parents who I haven't seen for many years.

Yonghefang, a tea shop.

Xu Zilang sat on a low couch, and next to him sat Shen Mo, who was dressed in white and immortal.

He dressed up to attend today, wearing a Shu embroidered brocade, a dark robe embroidered with blue-green bamboo leaves, and a dark emerald jade belt around his waist.

He clutched Shen Mo's sleeve tightly, almost tearing his already poor quality clothes.

"Huai Jin, how do you say about me, shouldn't I be ashamed?"

Shen Mo lightly pulled out his sleeves from Xu Zilang's hand and smoothed them on his knees.

"No, it won't."

"Oh, my father is unreliable, he told me a family affair for some reason, only said that he was a county lord, let me come to meet her today, and the others didn't say anything, which made me nervous. Hey, by the way, Huai Jin, who do you think it will be? ”

"You'll know when you come."