After the hunt, Cheng Jingyu didn't go out for several days.

The reason is that the marks on her neck that were bitten by Fu Yanci are too deep, almost suspicious at a glance.

The pinch marks were okay, he didn't make a heavy hand.

But then she went to the queen to ask for an explanation, but saw that the plate of pastries had already disappeared into thin air and had been disposed of.

It must be the queen who wants to die without proof, and has already thought of a good means.

But even if the pastry is there, Cheng Jingyu can't take the queen for a while.

After all, she is the queen, not a small role like Cheng Jiaojiao, so it can be said that she will clean it up.

But this incident also reminded Cheng Jingyu even more, she wanted to redouble her guard against Queen Xiao Yu's mother and son.

Although the queen did not succeed, because of this incident, Fu Yanci's attitude towards her that night was already very disgusted.

After a hunt, thinking about his performance in front of Fu Yanci, it can be summed up in two words: shame.

"Chunhua, what do you think of Fu Yanci for me?"

Chunhua was terrified when she remembered that night, she just went to see Meng Xin off and came back to see her county lord coming out of His Royal Highness Fu's tent.

Also, with bite marks on the neck and torn clothes.

She was about to faint at the first glance of Cheng Jingyu.

It was Cheng Jingyu who pinched her and told her not to faint, so she saved her life.

"County Lord," Chunhua said, "You really didn't count?" ”

Although the love/poison in Fu Yan's words in the end was indeed not prepared by the county lord of her family, the pastry was indeed sent by them.

In addition, the county lord's original favor in front of His Royal Highness Fu was almost zero, and he must have felt that the county lord did it on purpose.

Chunhua wanted to persuade Cheng Jingyu to retreat, but she didn't understand why the county lord did such a thankless job.

That Fu Yan is powerless and powerless.

"County Lord, it's really not me who said, why don't you take a fancy to that Prince Dajing? He is a prince after all, and he is not wronged when he marries. ”

Seeing that Cheng Jingyu was unmoved and even rolled her eyes, Chunhua couldn't help but sigh.

Enchanted.

"Or are there any other princes you like? Since it's better to marry someone or marry someone who pleases you, His Royal Highness Fu obviously prefers his little green plum——"

Cheng Jingyu picked up a plum and blocked Chunhua's mouth.

"Don't say it, there's not a word I like to hear."

And speaking of Fu Yanmo, since Fu Yanci ate all the pastries that day, what about Tang Weiyang?

also blamed herself for being unable to protect herself at Fu Yanci's place at that time, otherwise she would definitely go to see Tang Weiyang's love/poison appearance.

It's okay to let Fu Yanci see her true face!

If you miss one opportunity, the next one will be difficult.

Cheng Jingyu hugged her head and thought for a long time, and then raised her voice: "Shuyi! ”

Su Yi is a chivalrous man she hired with a lot of money, with very high martial arts, few words, and decisive in doing things.

Cheng Jingyu also felt that it was convenient for her to have a person with high martial arts skills around her to do things.

Su Yi appeared quietly at the door of the room, leaning against the door with his arms folded: "What's the matter?" ”

Although I'm already familiar with it, I still feel that Su Yi's temperament is very cold.

Cheng Jingyu shuddered: "What has His Royal Highness Fu been doing these days?" ”

"On the first day, I invited a bald donkey to the door, and on the second day, I went to Nanputuo Temple to find a bald donkey, and I also went today."

Bald donkey ......?

Cheng Jingyu was shocked by his title: "So he has been in contact with monks recently?" ”

In her previous life, she had heard that Fu Yanci was very fond of Buddhism, and she once felt sorry for him in Nanputuo Temple.

But I don't remember going to the temple so often.

Cheng Jingyu put aside her thoughts and felt that maybe she didn't pay enough attention to Fu Yanci at that time.

Cheng Jingyu thought of this and was eager to go out.

Chunhua wanted to stop her: "County Lord, it's not okay, I understand your purpose, but in front of the Buddha...."

Her family is mainly to do things out of the ordinary to His Royal Highness Fu in front of the Buddha, and that's a big deal.

"You don't want this expression, I just remember that I may not have gone to incense for a long time, in order to show respect for the Buddha, I went to incense."

Aren't you really here to find His Highness Fu?

Shu Yi said coldly on the side: "What is there to worship for a bald donkey." ”

"You'll stay at the temple gate for a while!" Cheng Jingyu looked at him in horror.

As soon as he said go, he asked the coachman to prepare the carriage, and Cheng Jingyu couldn't wait to get into it.

Nanputuo Temple is in the suburbs outside the city, and it takes an hour for the carriage to pass.

By the time I arrived, it was close to lunch.

There were many pilgrims in the temple, and when they saw Cheng Jingyu's car, many people came to say hello.

That day, the gentleman's brother was called Zhao Yue, and he was also here, and when he saw Cheng Jingyu, he immediately smiled maliciously.

"The county lord also came to offer incense? Or did you know that Fu Zhen and His Royal Highness Fu were there, so they rushed over? ”

Cheng Jingyu looked at him coldly: "Zhao Yue, don't you think your father has been too idle recently?" ”

At the mention of Mrs. Zhao, Zhao Yue's face changed: "What do you mean?" ”

"Taifu Zhao, as a prince, just taught the prince for His Majesty, and his son didn't take care of it, the county lord is wondering if he should speak to His Majesty and change a prince to the prince?"

Sure enough, a sentence hit Zhao Yue's sore feet, and he immediately shook his hand and left.

When he left, he glanced at Cheng Jingyu gloomily.

Cheng Jingyu was too lazy to bother with him, so she caught a little monk and asked, "Have you seen His Royal Highness Fu Yanci?" ”

Fu Yanci is the prince of Dajing, and everyone in Kyoto knows it.

The little monk pointed to the door of the temple: "The Yuan Hall is holding a shaving ceremony, the county lord can go and take a look, and His Royal Highness Fu is also there." ”

"What?!" Chunhua exclaimed: "Shaving?!" ”

His Royal Highness Fu wants to shave?

What should His Royal Highness Fu do if he shaves the lord of her family?

Cheng Jingyu was also a little dazed, Su Yi said that Fu Yanci had come to Nanputuo Temple in the past few days, could it be that he had come to become a monk?

Because he was entangled many times, he couldn't bear it, so he chose to take refuge in Buddhism?

Chunhua held on to the stumbling Cheng Jingyu: "County Lord, hold on!" Let's hurry up, maybe we haven't had time to do it yet! ”

reacted, and the master and servant supported each other and went to the Yuan Palace.

In the distance, I heard the tapping of wooden fish and the sound of monks chanting.

There are three rows of futons, each of which has a person who has not yet been shaved.

Cheng Jingyu saw Fu Yanci in the center of the first row at a glance, with his back to her.

He wore his hair in a crown, black like a waterfall, and was slightly lifted by the wind.

Until an old monk pinched a handful of his hair and raised the razor in his hand—

"The master has mercy!" Cheng Jingyu shouted urgently.

But it was too late, and the master had already cut off the small handful of hair and held it in the palm of his hand.

The wooden fish paused.

Everyone looked back at Cheng Jingyu.

A monk immediately came forward to drive away: "Donor, there is a chanting here, please don't disturb." ”

It's obvious that it's been bothered.

Cheng Jingyu saw Fu Yanci's eyes, as if she wanted to chop her up.