Seeing this, although the Queen Mother felt that it was inappropriate, she did not stop her and pulled her daughter out.

The temple was quiet again.

He Lanyin began to change Sang Ning's clothes.

When the original bloody clothes were removed, I saw that there were still traces of his kiss on her body.

The sweetness of last night came to his heart again, like a fine thorn, stabbing him in pain.

Sunny ......

His eyes were blurred with tears, lying on her chest, it was too cold, her body was so cold, he shivered with cold.

Sang Ning, I'm sorry, it's my fault that I didn't protect you, will you hate me? Do you blame me? Do you remember me in the afterlife?

He cried silently, tears falling on her snow-white skin.

Because of the stiffness of his nose, he even made a mark on her skin.

He saw it, as if he was afraid of hurting her, and blew and rubbed it gently, but it made a deeper mark, like a bruise.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Sang Ning, I didn't mean to."

He was like a child who had made a mistake, at a loss, and seemed to hurt her in whatever he did, so that he didn't dare to touch her.

But the clothes still have to be changed.

Before changing, he called for hot water to be brought to clean the blood stains on her body.

"Squeak-"

The doors of the temple were opened.

It was Helan Hui who came in.

She turned into the inner room, and saw Sang Ning on the bed naked, with mottled kiss marks on her snow-white skin, God, this shouldn't have just been made, right?

She blushed, put down the hot tub, and ran out.

Don't look at indecent acts.

How can she look directly at his royal brother in the future!

Helan Yin didn't care about her sister's behavior, brought hot water to the stool, soaked the veil, and began to wipe the blood stains on Sang Ning's body. He rubbed it carefully, as if he were polishing a fine piece of porcelain. At this moment, he even began to wish that she was porcelain, so that he could keep her away. She belonged to him, always to him, quietly, in a place where he could touch at any time. He didn't have to worry about her running into someone else's arms, and he didn't have to worry about losing her.

His mind gradually became perverted.

Helan Hui covered her frightened little heart and ran out of the hall.

Outside the Moon Mulberry Temple

The Queen Mother was staring at her.

Feng Qiyi frowned even more, and asked, "Princess, what's the situation now?" Your Majesty is feeling better? ”

Helan Hui was embarrassed to look at Feng Qiyi's face, lowered her head slightly and said, "It's okay, it's okay...... The royal brother is ...... for her Change of clothes. ”

Feng Qiyi listened, didn't ask any more, and the left hand hidden in the sleeve gradually clenched into a fist: Calm down. Three days. Just wait three days.

He's been waiting for a long time, not a few days.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared suddenly.

The rain still fell.

Helan Hui hurriedly helped the Queen Mother, hid under the eaves, looked at the dripping rain, and muttered: "Is heaven and earth crying for Sister Sang?" ”

Feng Qiyi heard it and replied: "Princess, when the great soul passes, heaven and earth will mourn together." ”

He felt that the demon concubine was unworthy, no, no, the demon concubine was not a person from this world, he should have found out a long time ago, she was not a demon concubine, where did the demon concubine have such a sharp tongue as her? Fierce character?

It turns out that she is not a demon concubine.

So who is she?

She said she wasn't from this world, so what world was she from?

She's merry, prodigal, cunning, and wise, so she should be from the future, right?

What will the world look like in the future?

He's really curious!

He knew he would satisfy that curiosity!

"Someone!"

The emperor's voice came from the hall again.

Helan Hui hurriedly went in, hurried out again, and said with a shocked face: "Queen Mother, the imperial brother wants to dress Sister Sang in a wedding dress." It's still a queen-level wedding dress. ”

The Queen Mother was shocked, her eyes full of disbelief: "What? Is he going to marry a dead man? It's insane! ”

Feng Qiyi did not stop He Lanyin's crazy behavior, and also persuaded him: "Queen Mother, the deceased is the greatest, and the matter is urgent, so let Your Majesty be willful." ”

He thought that Helan Yin was crazy enough to bury the person earlier.

As long as the person is buried, everything is over.

But how can he bury people quickly?

He racked his brains and thought about it, and then he thought of the master of Changzhao Temple—it seemed that when the time came, he needed to go and greet him personally.

The Queen Mother didn't know Feng Qiyi's thoughts, listened to his persuasion, waved her hand, and said, "Grandma Sun, you go and bring the wedding dress I prepared." ”

"Yes."

Mama Sun left in response.

The Queen Mother grabbed her daughter's hand and explained: "I thought I would use it for your wedding, so let's be in a hurry." ”

She is a loving mother, and after entering the palace, thinking about her daughter's marriage, she asked people to prepare a wedding dress early, but she didn't expect that it would be used for Sang Ning.

Helan Hui naturally had no other opinions, and when the wedding dress was delivered, she sent it in person.

When Helan Yin saw the wedding dress, he frowned tightly: he had already dressed Sang Ning in a longevity dress, as for the wedding dress, he just thought that the wedding dress would be ready, it would take a few days, and he could keep her for a few more days. He didn't want her to be buried so quickly.

"Brother Huang, put it on for Sister Sang."

Helan Hui glanced at Sang Ning, who was wearing a shroud on the bed, and handed it over without thinking too much.

Big deal with a layer of wedding clothes on the outside of the shroud?

Helan Yin took the wedding dress, glanced at it, and deliberately found a cold reason: "Where did this come from?" It's too plain. She didn't like it. ”

Helan Hui felt that it was very good to be elegant and gorgeous, so she said: "This is what the queen mother prepared for my wedding." Brother Huang, now that the incident happened suddenly, hastily preparing may not have this happy dress. Moreover, the royal brother, given by the elders, cannot be excused. ”

Helan Yin was speechless for a while.

He wants to keep her, is it that hard?

Seeing that he looked dejected, Helan Hui stretched out her arms, hugged him, and comforted: "Sister Sang sacrificed her life to save you, Brother Huang, you have to cherish yourself so as not to live up to her heart." ”

He Lanyin didn't speak, gently pushed her away, waved her hand, and motioned for her to stand down.

Helan Hui didn't want to stay long, so she turned around and went out.

After she went out, she didn't see Feng Qiyi, so she asked, "Queen Mother, where is the Wind Country Master?" ”

The Queen Mother replied: "I said that I went to see if the masters of Changzhao Temple came." ”

Helan Hui frowned when she heard this: Are the masters of Changzhao Temple so important? Need him to meet him personally?

For the Wind Sparrow, the masters of Choshoji Temple are very important.

He held an umbrella, walked to the gate of the palace, and waited for half an hour before waiting for the convoy of monks of Changzhao Temple.

He made a beeline for the carriage, which was surrounded by a large number of monks.

The carriage stopped.

Feng Qiyi bowed: "Is it the Grace Master of Changzhao Temple?" ”

The curtain of the carriage was lifted.

A young and handsome monk flashed into view.

He was bareheaded, dressed in a sackcloth and gray robe, and there was no trace of whitewash among the monks, but it did not affect the beauty at all. His skin is fair, his facial features are very delicate, and the most outstanding thing is his eyes, which are as clear as water, and the color of his pupils is a beautiful lake green.

"Amitabha, my master is in poor health, and the road is slippery on a rainy day, so I specially sent to clean the dust."

He folded his hands, and he has been immersed in the influence of Buddhist culture for a long time, and his voice has a kind of healing gentleness.

"It turned out to be a Zen master who purified the dust."

Feng Qiyi folded her hands and saluted back.

Jingchen, the only disciple of Master Ci'en, is said to have foreign blood, born with Buddha roots, and is extremely intelligent, so young and handsome.