Murong Yuan stepped out in a few steps, Wei Chengan looked at Zhou Fu and saw that he was still waiting for him and had to go out, the dining room of the palace has always been a decoration, but now it is very happy to use it, after all, the prince can come out to eat, which means that the disease has improved a lot.

Wei Chengan followed behind, and when he saw Murong Yuan looking sick again, he was also helpless, how did he learn this manners.

"Princess, please"

"Xie Zhou Butler"

After Wei Chengan sat down, he saw that there were many people standing around, and Yingsleeve looked at himself happily on the side, somewhat uncomfortable.

But the others were happy, and they didn't feel anything, the palace finally had a hostess after so many years, and the prince's illness was getting better and better, how could they not be happy, and they couldn't help but quietly glance at the new princess who brought blessings.

Wei Chengan saw that Murong Yuan was eating comfortably, and sighed countless times in his heart, and finished the meal hard.

When he finally put down the dishes and chopsticks in a strange atmosphere, Wei Chengan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he could finally go back, Zhou Fu and the others took the dishes and chopsticks and saw that the prince was holding his head again, his face was tired, and he hurriedly asked, "Lord Wang, what's wrong?"

Murong Yuan said weakly, "It's okay, I'm a little tired."

The people present at the moment secretly understood that it was impossible for the prince to get better suddenly after being sick for so long, and it was also appropriate to be a little tired after coming out for so long.

Wei Chengan didn't know what Murong Yuan was thinking, and froze in place, quietly watching what he was going to explain next.

Murong Yuan rubbed his eyebrows again, "Uncle Zhou is tired for a day, let's eat first."

Zhou Fu responded, "The old slave is not in a hurry, the prince's body is important", and quietly glanced at Wei Chengan inadvertently.

Wei Chengan immediately understood, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Steward Zhou and everyone go to rest first, I'll help the prince go back"

Zhou Fumei nodded with a smile, without the slightest shame, "Then there will be Princess Lao"

Wei Chengan helped Murong Yuan to leave, leaving everyone in tears in their hearts: it is really not easy to see such a loving scene in the palace in his lifetime.

Wei Chengan has always been confused, saying that she is supporting people, but it is better to say that this "sick" person is "floating" and walking steadily, and only after passing through the corridor did Murong Yuan speak, and said meaninglessly, "This king originally thought that the princess was a smart person, but this king suddenly didn't think so."

Wei Chengan only thought it was because she didn't respond in time just now, and she wanted Zhou Fu to remind her to grit her teeth and receive "The concubine has always been a stupid person"

Murong Yuan laughed, Wei Chengan suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if he had been completely seen through, Murong Yuan had never laughed, or sneered, or sneered, never so much so that she didn't know how to reply.

When she finally returned to the door, Wei Chengan had already broken out in a cold sweat, she had never wanted to see this door so much.

After entering the door and making sure that there was no one else, Wei Chengan put down his hand and said goodbye, "The prince rested early, and the concubine said goodbye."

Murong Yuan sat down on the chair, "This king is sick, isn't the princess worried at all?"

Wei Chengan looked at him, "Lord Wang, you're not"

Murong Yuan leaned back and stretched out his hand, "This king really has a headache"

Wei Chengan hesitated for a moment, slowly stepped forward, and really took the pulse.

There is indeed nothing abnormal, but it seems that Murong Yuan really has a headache when he holds his head.

"Lord Wang, judging from the pulse, there is no abnormality, maybe he didn't rest well yesterday, so Lord Wang should rest early."

Murong Yuan nodded, and rubbed his temples again, as if it hurt badly.

Wei Chengan hesitated, "Otherwise, I'll help the prince press it"

Murong Yuan slowly opened his eyes, "It's okay" and lay down on the bed, leaving some empty seats.

Wei Chengan sat on the side of the bed, stretched out his hand to find the acupuncture point and pressed it gently.

After a while, he saw that his breathing gradually calmed down, withdrew his hand, gently pulled the quilt and turned off the light before leaving.

Back in Xiyuan, Ying Sleeve was waiting, and when she came back, she asked happily, "Miss, are you back?"

Wei Chengan sat down and drank a sip of water, "I was sad earlier, why are I so happy now?"

Yingsleeve smiled even more happily, "Miss, you don't know, now the whole house is praising you as a lucky star"

Wei Chengan choked on "Fuxing?"

"Yes" Yingsleeve patted her on the back, "said that since the princess came, the prince's health has been getting better and better, and now he can even come out to eat, and said that the young lady seems to be a knowledgeable and good-natured person, and the palace will definitely get better and better in the future"

Wei Chengan swallowed the last mouthful of water, and glanced at Yingsleeve with a pitiful expression, should she tell her that in fact, their prince has always been able to eat.

"Miss, what's wrong with you, why do you suddenly really feel like a living Buddha" Yingsleeve's eyes widened.

Wei Chengan laughed dryly, "Then I'll do it for you"

"Okay," Ying sleeves clapped his hands, "I want to be a fairy"

Hehehehehe

Wei Chengan rubbed his eyebrows: his head also hurts a little.

"Okay, hurry up and go to sleep, I'm tired today, and tomorrow I'm teaching you to be a god"

"Okay"

Zhou Fu, who was no less happy than Yingsleeve, walked in the moonlight with his hands behind his back, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that today's moon was relatively round.

He quietly pushed open the door, and when he saw that it was dark, he wondered why the prince slept so early. I had to open the door and walk in by the moonlight, and saw that Murong Yuan was sleeping soundly in his clothes, and the quilt was well covered, and he was shocked for a while, what is wrong with the prince, and after thinking about it, it was not right, and he shouted "Wangye"

No response.

Zhou Fu looked left and right, and it didn't seem like there was a problem, and he went out inexplicably, thinking that maybe the prince was tired.

Late at night, Murong Yuan woke up with a spirit, his eyes were dark, and he saw a little moonlight spilling in through the window, and the surroundings were quiet, although he didn't know when, he also knew that it was late at night.

Feeling a little uncomfortable, I saw that I was still wearing clothes, and I twisted my eyebrows before I remembered what happened before.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth weakly, how could he really fall asleep.

When Zhou Fu woke up on the second day, he saw that it was still early, and he thought about Murong Yuan in his heart, so he quietly went in again, and saw that he was lying on his coat, and rubbed his eyes several times to confirm that he was not mistaken, and he couldn't figure it out when he returned to the bed in the outer room.

When Murong Yuan woke up, he saw Zhou Bo sitting on a chair and contemplating.

"Uncle Zhou?"

"Lord Wang, you are awake" Zhou Fu bounced up from the chair and looked him up and down several times, "Lord Wang, are you okay?"

Murong Yuan also looked at himself, but didn't find anything wrong, "It's okay, why did Uncle Zhou ask like that?"

"Oh" Zhou Fu nodded, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay," and went out to fetch water as he spoke.

Leaving Murong Yuan to look at himself again with an inexplicable expression, he still didn't find anything wrong.

After Wei Chengan finished breakfast, he saw Zhou Fu walk in.

"See the Princess"

"Steward Zhou doesn't have to be polite, something happened so early" Wei Chengan's face also changed.

Zhou Fu replied with a smile, "Don't worry, the princess, everything is fine, the old slave is here to see how the princess is prepared, the carriage is ready"

Wei Chengan couldn't answer for a while, and suddenly remembered what Murong Yuan said yesterday: The princess will accompany the king to worship the gods and Buddhas tomorrow.

It's not even in the house, and you really want to enter the temple to worship the Buddha.

"Steward Lao bother, it's ready," he said, and called Ying Sleeve over

Zhou Fu hurriedly said, "Princess, this road is far away, let the girl with sleeves have a good rest in the house today."

Wei Chengan then remembered that Ying Sleeve would definitely not be able to sit in the same carriage with the prince, and it was inconvenient to catch the car, so he told her to rest well, and Zhou Fu sent her to the gate of the mansion and stopped.

Wei Chengan asked, "Isn't Steward Zhou with the prince?"

Zhou Fu replied, "Don't hide it from the princess, the old slave's body can't stand the toss, so I bother to ask the princess to take care of the princess."

"It's hard to worry about the housekeeper in that house."

Although Wei Chengan didn't understand what Murong Yuan wanted to do now, he didn't ask any more.

"The princess is careful all the way," Zhou Fu respectfully sent her out.

Wei Chengan got into the carriage and saw that Murong Yuan was already inside, and he was closing his eyes to recuperate, so he quietly sat down in the lower seat, and the carriage slowly moved.

Wei Chengan didn't know where Murong Yuan was going, and the carriage walked for a long time without stopping, so he quietly lifted the corner of the carriage curtain and saw that it was the mountain road, full of greenery, and he couldn't even see a single figure.

Quietly put it down, she doesn't come to the temple in the capital often, and occasionally she only goes to the nearest Baiyun Temple to offer incense, and has never been to such a deserted temple.

"The princess knows the way"

Murong Yuan opened his mouth coldly, and Wei Chengan hurriedly straightened his expression, "Go back to the prince, I don't know the concubine."

"The princess has heard of Tsz Yun Temple"

Wei Cheng'an of this Tsz Yun Temple knows a little bit, and he has heard that believers who have been to Tsz Yun Temple can achieve their wishes nine times out of ten, but it is built on a mountainside in the deep mountains, not to mention the long distance, and the carriage cannot work, the rugged mountain road, plus the nine hundred and ninety-nine stone stairs all need to be prayed for by the person who prays step by step.

Even if there is a heart, but some people are powerless, and the monks in this temple never go down the mountain, nor do they preside over any puja, once they come and go, Ciyun Temple has become a great place to go, so although it is located in a remote place, the incense never stops.

Thinking about the mountain road he saw just now, Wei Chengan nodded, "The concubine knows a little bit, I heard that it is a place of good luck."

Naturally, she had never been to this Tsz Yun Temple, but the Buddha was born from her heart, and she had to be respectful.

Murong Yuan finally sat up straight, looked at her, and said casually, "This mountain road is difficult to walk, the princess is willing to accompany this king."

Wei Cheng'an bowed his head, "The prince has a heart, and the concubine should serve the left and right"

The carriage staggered for three hours and finally stopped.

The coachman got out of the car, set up his pedals, Wei Chengan got out of the car, and helped Murong Yuan down.

"You go back first, tell Steward Zhou to come back tomorrow at noon"

"Yes, the little one has written it down, and the prince himself should be careful" The coachman saluted respectfully and turned his horse's head.

"Lord Wang?" Wei Chengan stared at the carriage that was leaving, but the carriage left without hesitation.

"What does the princess think is wrong?"

Murong Yuan took two steps, and Wei Chengan had no choice but to follow, "When you go out, the prince should also be careful, if something happens, someone will tell you."

How can no one be left behind, in case something happens, wouldn't they be helpless.

Murong Yuan nodded, "What the princess said is that this king is not accompanied by Princess Lao, and with the wisdom of the princess, naturally nothing will go wrong."

Wei Chengan frowned and walked behind, a woman who was powerless to remedy what mistakes he made.

Could it be that the prince secretly left people behind on this trip, and he was alone and exposed, could it be that there was any plan.

Just thinking about it, he accidentally bumped into a back, Wei Chengan was startled, but he didn't expect Murong Yuan to suddenly stop, "The prince forgives the sin, the concubine lost her mind for a while"

Murong Yuan turned around and looked at her lowered head, "The princess is very afraid of this king"

Afraid, no matter how not afraid, he can turn his finger and never recover.

"The prince is bigger than the sky, and the concubine should not dare to exceed the courtesy"

Murong Yuan's face turned cold, and after a while, he spoke again, "The princess has always been polite, why did she neglect today?"

Wei Chengan didn't know what was wrong with him, and he wanted to ask him, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Murong Yuan standing in the cold wind, and the sassy mountain wind seemed to be able to push him aside, so he remembered what happened yesterday, and the prince was still sick, how could he stand by and watch.

After understanding, he immediately stepped forward to support him, "The prince forgives his sins, the concubine is stupid and has lost her sense of proportion"

Murong Yuan didn't answer, and the two walked all the way wordlessly.

After a few sections of upward mountain road, Wei Chengan couldn't stand it, and when he came to the stone ladder and looked at the stone ladder that couldn't see the end, he couldn't help but feel a sudden sudden.

Murong Yuan saw that her steps were slow, and he did it on the big stone on the side, "This king is tired, take a rest."

Wei Chengan naturally had no objection and stood aside.

Seeing that she was still standing, Murong Yuan asked with interest, "The princess is not tired?"

Wei Chengan looked at him and was about to nod, but heard again, "It's still far away, the princess sits down and rests, is it possible to wait for this king to help you."

Wei Chengan naturally didn't dare to bother him, and slowly sat on the other side of the stone.

There is no need to walk for a while, Wei Chengan has the heart to look around, the surrounding is quiet only the sound of birds, the lush leaves can't even shine in, and the cool mountain breeze is not as cold as the mountain down, slowly blowing, if it is not for the difficulty of the mountain road, this quiet place is a good place to live.

"The princess likes it here?"

"Like"

Wei Chengan didn't think twice before he realized what he said, his eyes stared at his toes, and after seeing that the person next to him was speechless, his tense body relaxed slightly

In less than two quarters of an hour, Wei Chengan couldn't sit still anymore, and seeing that it was about to be noon, he tentatively said, "Lord Wang, you can rest."

"Huh?" Murong Yuan tilted his head slightly and looked at her sideways.

Wei Chengan replied, "It's not early, I'm afraid it's going to be past noon if it's late."

Murong Yuan got up and said, "Let's go"

Halfway through this long stone staircase, even if Wei Chengan gritted his teeth and restrained himself and couldn't hold back his breath, his breath still began to be unstable.

Murong Yuan slowed down, although he didn't walk fast because of Murong Yuan's illness, he quietly bent his arm again, so that Wei Cheng'an's arm holding him hung upside down at his elbow

After feeling a pull, Wei Chengan reacted and thanked him in a low voice.

The two of them rubbed into the temple gate, and sure enough, it was afternoon, and the little novice welcomed them in and offered incense.

Kneeling on the ground, Wei Chengan didn't know what wishes to pray for, it was nothing more than some wishes for peace and smoothness, but he knew that these were all up to him.

After thinking about it, he sincerely meditated: I hope that the Buddha will bless the prince with all the best and live a long life.