But Wushuang's eyes were red, and when he spoke again, his voice was already choked, "You never say it, but the slave knows that you have always been thinking about the horse and the prince ...... you."

The eldest princess smiled slightly, and after a moment, she patted her hand, "It's all over." Then he said: "I didn't expect that the abbot of Kaiyuan would actually preside over the water and land dojo." ”

Wushuang suppressed his emotions and nodded, "Yes, I heard that he has been in hiding from the world for many years. What is the old reason with the Protectorate Mansion? ”

The eldest princess stood on her feet, looked towards the Guanyin Palace, and after a while, asked, "When will Da Lang arrive?" ”

Wushuang said respectfully: "The slave maid asked Laixi to wait in front of Chang'an Gate early in the morning, this time it should be on the way, if it is slow, it will arrive at noon at the latest." ”

"Hmm." The eldest princess nodded, and slowly walked forward, "If it weren't for Da Lang, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to survive the days when An'er passed away." Now I just hope that he can be well, and that there is someone who can accompany him and love him wholeheartedly. ”

Wushuang teased, "So you just look at the Ping'an County Lord?" ”

The eldest princess chuckled and shook her head, "I don't think it's suitable, I have to be safe and happy." This child, with his skills and courage, calm mind and gentle kindness, is really a rare virtuous helper. If you can look down on Da Lang, it will be a blessing for my Pei family for the next hundred years! ”

Wushuang also laughed, "Don't you consider Your Highness's wishes?" ”

The eldest princess rolled her eyes angrily, "If he dares to look down on peace, I will screw off his head." ”

"Haha!"

Wushuang couldn't laugh and quipped: "Then His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has to work hard, it's not good for His Highness to twist his head." ”

The eldest princess laughed too.

The master and servant walked slowly along the quiet corridor behind the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Behind the treasure temple not far away, Wu Yu and Zhang Lin walked out and glanced at each other.

Zhang Lin sneered, "It's really a godsend." Since both of them are here, let's cook them together! ”

Wu Yu thought for a while and nodded, "There are no useful people on the side of the county lord of Ping'an, and there is no need for many people, you can arrange a few tight-mouthed people and take them away directly." On the eldest princess's side, you need to be careful. ”

Zhang Lin clenched his fists and crackled, "Hmph, two women, a trivial matter." ”

Wu Yu glanced at him, a little headache, "Don't take it lightly. ”

Zhang Lin pursed his lips and turned to leave.

Wu Yu frowned, beckoned the person behind him, and said in a low voice: "Go and send a letter to the prince, just say ......"

"Boom! Boom! Boom-"

The bell chimes slowly and heavily, reverberating over the silent Temple of Heaven.

The sun is scorching.

Under the heavenly bell, which was as heavy as a thousand pounds, Pei Luoyi, who was dressed in a cloud-colored wide-sleeved long robe, held on to the huge bell hammer and slammed forward.

"Boom!"

The sound of the bell rang, which shook the ears of everyone under the Temple of Heaven and was unbearable, not to mention Pei Luoyi, who was close at hand!

Xuanying's face was full of anger, and Qingying was so anxious!

Ji Lan clenched his fists, but stood beside him expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "Wang Zhongren, there are still ten days left in this summer festival, and the bell has always been arranged by Qin Tianjian, why did the sage suddenly order the prince to hit the bell?" ”

A Huang Men with a cold face and a very feminine eyebrows looked at the prince who was silently striking the bell above, smiled, and glanced at Ji Lan: "Scholar Ji is worried about the prince?" ”

Ji Lan snorted and said, "I'm afraid that he will hit half of the picker and cut off this blessing bell, which is unlucky." ”

Wang Gu sneered, moved closer to Ji Lan, and said, "It's the idea of our Lianrui real person." She admonished the saint that this prayer is best done by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who inherits the foundation of a country, in order to show the royal family's heart to protect the people! ”

Ji Lan's drooping eyes suddenly became angry-what protection? It's just deliberate torture!

The news that the prince was going to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple to see a doctor today naturally couldn't hide it from the Taiji Palace, and the Lotus Palace thought of a way to ask for the prince's life!

Seeing Wang Gu raise his head and laugh, his always handsome face showed a bit of flattery, "A real person has a good move." ”

Wang Gu looked proud, and said in a low voice: "The real person's immortal power is extraordinary, and it is natural to share the worries of the saints." ”

Ji Lan smiled and heard another bell ring above.

Wang Gu took a step forward and said in a strange tone: "His Royal Highness the Prince, this bell must not be taken lightly, otherwise the blessing will not be passed on, and it will not be able to bless the Quartet!" ”

"You!" Qingying turned his head sharply and was stopped by Xuanying!

Wang Gu looked at him mockingly, and said: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, the sage said that one hundred and eight bells, if you can't finish ringing, ask the queen mother to come and give you a hand." You are the most filial, and you must not want to bother the queen, right? ”

Qingying's eyes were cracked, and even Xuanying was full of anger.

on the Temple of Heaven.

Pei Luoyi sweats like rain, and his face is whiter than snow.

Under the scorching sky like fire, it is like the fairy dust of the ice sculpture, perfect, but fragile, as if it will shatter when touched.

The sickly eyebrows and eyes are cold and frosty, and there are no waves.

Even if he is in prison, he can only see that he is elegant and peaceful, and he is not trapped by fear.

His cold eyes looked ahead, thinking of the little green fruit with bulging cheeks.

Silently holding the drapery, he stepped forward again, pushing out the bell hammer.

"When—"

The evening bell of the distant sky is slowly ringing.

Outside the cloudy sky, the ancient temple bells are in the mist, the sunset is late and evening, and the Buddha's light shines on the temple building red.

Su Nianxi stood in front of the Guanyin Palace, raised his eyes, and saw the birds fluttering their wings under the dark sky.

Her eyes fell on the clouds that were gradually dyed by the sunset, and her ears were filled with the deep chanting sound echoing in the hall, and her expression was quiet.

"County Lord."

The abbot of Kaiyuan walked over, his face was tired, but his cloudy and compassionate eyes were full of spirit, and he said to Su Nian, and said with a smile: "I will continue to chant until dawn tonight, and the next two days will be the outer altar dojo, and the county lord does not have to come forward." ”

The inner altar is worshipped, the outer altar is prayed, and the dojo is almsgiving, doing good deeds in the name of the Protector Mansion, and collecting blessings for the deceased, so there is no need for Su Nianxi to arrange it personally.

She smiled and nodded, "There is Abbot Lao today." ”

Kaiyuan bowed his head slightly, turned around and left.

Su Nianxi also took Xia Lian's hand and slowly went to the meditation room, squatted under the corridor and shared the ingots eating pine nut candy with Xiao Shami, and stood up immediately.

Walking to the foot of the back mountain forest, I saw Feng San and a few people guarding the side of the path, seeing Su Nianxi, the others immediately leaned over and saluted, Feng San greeted him, and after intervening and saluting, he said: "County Lord, Su Sanniang arrived two hours ago." ”

Su Nianxi's eyes flashed and looked at him, "Oh? Where is she now? ”

"King Liang set up a tea table at Xia Jin Garden, saying that he wanted to enjoy the night view."

"My third sister didn't come?"

Before the words fell, a voice came from the front, "Liuniang." ”

Su Nianxi raised her eyebrows, turned around, and saw Su Rouxue, who was wearing a water-blue full-breasted skirt, fresh and elegant, like a summer orchid, walking over with a smile on her face.

Feng San lowered his head and retreated to the back.

Chu Yuan was still standing behind Su Nianxi, watching curiously.