Reborn to Love Lord Qiansui

At the moment, Xueyi, who was sleeping on the bed, really felt like a thousand furry hands were stroking, making her blood all burst with tension, she had never encountered such a situation, and now stood in Zhao Who is Zimu beside the bed, nine thousand years old!

I feel that my breathing is unconsciously lightening, and I hope that my chest will not show a little ups and downs.

The quilt on the body seemed to be pulled lightly and pulled straight to the chin. The person pulling the quilt was very light and could even be said to be gentle, but Xueyi's mood is not very gentle now, just like there are 10,000 horses. The same as Pentium!

She kept hoping that Zhao Zimu would come back quickly to get rid of her errand, and she wanted to tell Zhao Zimu that she was taken in by the old monster of nine thousand years old! Hurry up and escape!

Xueyi has never encountered such a situation before, and when he pretended to be Zhao Zimu, it was smooth and profitable, whether it was in Zhao House or Chitose House now. She just wanted to go back to Feng Ya Ge and tell Aunt Qing all the things here. Miss Zhao was taken by nine thousand years old, which is not good!

Xueyi has followed Aunt Qing since she was a child. She naturally knows that Aunt Qing and Zhao Zimu have a deep relationship. Aunt Qing never wants Zhao Zimu to be taken in by the nine-year-old old bastard.

Suddenly she felt that the bed beside her was sinking, and she immediately stiffened. Lin Qing sat by the bed and watched the stiff back lying on the bed, her eyes obscure.

Xueyi turned his back to him, so he could only see a silhouette of the person on the bed, and his fingertips were gently swiped from the brocade covered by the person on the bed, and there was a hint of coolness.

He has been with King Jing for so many years. Not only must he practice his ability to observe and observe, but he must always pay attention to all the circumstances around him. Observation is naturally not comparable to ordinary people. As now, he can see that the person on the bed is clearly sleeping. of.

Does she hate him? But only a few days have passed since she said clearly that she doesn't hate herself, and that she will always be with him, but now she doesn't even want to glance at him.

Sure enough, they are all fake!

Lin Qing's body exudes cold hostility and deep chill, but what does it matter, Lin Qing thinks that even if he hates it, he will imprison her beside him.

After Lin Qing finally left, the cold sweat that Xue Xue was scared all shed. I don't know why. Even without a glance, Lin Qing's breath made her feel very cold, which made her creepy.

One day later, Emperor Jinghui and the Empress took a dry royal family to burn incense and pray at the Ling Temple in the imperial city. The incense burning team was magnificent and huge. Almost all the members of the royal family participated. The whole city was a sensation. Liang Jing’s people have not Encountered this event.

Almost all people want to see the Royal Sky, which is an honour that they haven’t gotten in their lifetime. Naturally, they won’t let it go easily, and the rumored nine thousand years old is naturally their goal. They want to see this rumor. Are the fierce people in the center with wide-mouthed fangs, the kind of big monsters specializing in eating children's heart and liver, but they are destined to be disappointed.

In the team, Situ Yuanxao hit the horse close to his third brother and sneered: "Situ Wenrui, have you been very proud recently?"

Situ Wenrui was indeed very proud recently. At this time, he was wearing a brand-new purple brocade robe, with a eight-treasure gold belt on his waist, and a braided jade crown on his head. His face is extravagant, and his face is full of joy.

Situ Wenrui smiled triumphantly. He was really in a good mood recently, and he didn’t care about him: "The third brother naturally had a good time, and the fifth brother might as well go to the third brother’s mansion, so that we can continue with us. The brother's feelings may be passed on to the fifth brother's good mood."

Speaking of which, Situ Wenrui's eyes flashed a strange light, watching Situ Yuanbiao's eyes with a temptation. Situ Yuanpao snorted dismissively, and a trace of contempt flashed across the young face: "Combating with the gangsters to please the courtiers is a shameful means. Do you think you will win?"

A trace of annoyance flashed across Situ Wenrui's face: "Don't think you're standing on the side of the boss, there's nothing great about him. Boss, no one in the depth of the heart can see the bottom, I really think he is a compassionate generation ?The father and emperor are in their prime, and Jiangshan Sheji is stable like a mountain. The opportunity belongs to everyone, don't you want to fight?"

Situ Wenrui whispered, he didn't believe it, and there would really be no wavering in the face of that supreme power, Situ Yuanxiao sneered: "You think everyone is just like you, I tell you Situ Wenrui, you Big Brother Yingming Shenwu, even if that **** helps you, you won’t be able to win.” Then he walked away.

Situ Wenrui looked at Situ Yuanbiao's back in dark eyes, and suddenly laughed strangely, whispering inexplicably: "As a child of the royal family, who would be different?"

The Ling Temple is built on a hill on the east side of the Imperial City. Both the noble officials and ordinary people like to go to the temple for incense. I heard that it is very effective, so the incense is constant all year round.

Ling Temple is also a century-old ancient temple with a long history. There are many legends about this temple. The most famous one is the legend about a white ghost.

The female ghost was originally a young lady of ordinary family. She was very sick and frail since childhood. She suffered all kinds of hardships in the world and experienced the bitterness of her life. At a young age, her face was buried in loess, and her heart was unwilling, so she refused to leave the world.

"What happens later?" Situ Ning'an was in his carriage at the moment, with his big round eyes, listening to her close grandma telling this story. She was young, and she was most curious about these bizarre legends. After hearing about it, I naturally asked someone to talk to her. Grandma looked at her lovingly, and then she said what she meant.

The female ghost inadvertently reached the Ling Temple, and saw a monk meditating, under the headlight of the Buddha, cigarettes curling, the monk's back was so peaceful and quiet, the sound of the chanting echoed through the room, and the female ghost was attracted. Too.

Since then, the female ghost has stopped outside the house where the monk reads the scriptures at this time of the night. The monk's mana and high strength naturally know that every night at night, there is a female ghost watching him outside the meditation room.

One day the monk said to the female ghost: "Come in, it's cold outside."

The female ghost laughed at him: "How can the ghost body know the hot and cold?"

The monk shook his head: "After a person dies, if there is no grudge, no hatred, no worries, he will go to bliss without staying in the world. Someone who is unwilling in his mind will wander with the perception before death. The human world is suffering from the wind and frost until the dissipation in my heart is gone, and I feel nothing and go to bliss."

The woman was not refusing, so she listened to the monk’s chanting in the Zen room every day. The monk wondered why he secretly read the chanting in the sun, and the woman’s heart still persisted. She would rather suffer in the world. When he finally asked the woman, The woman just looked at the golden body in front of the Buddha without saying a word, and finally looked at him strangely and said, "Fate with Buddha."

The two stayed together for a long time until the monk thought that the ghost would turn into a white lotus in front of the Buddha, and a demon attacked the temple.

There are many monsters and the afterlife is fierce. Although the monk has high mana and wiped out many monsters and ghosts, it is still precarious because of the excessive mana consumption. At this time, the female ghost shot and used her power to fight off the remaining monsters and monsters, but it also consumes itself. After all the power is lost, the soul is finally scattered.

The female ghost said to the monk before she dissipated: "You have spent too much time reading the sutra for me, but the obsession of this life is hard to dispel, and you have been disappointed." Seeing the monk's expression was sad, the female ghost sighed, The monk finally heard the female ghost whispering in his ear: "You and I are destined..."

Looking at the disappearing figure, the monk stunned,

Only the last sentence of the female ghost remained in the ear.

In order to commemorate the sacrifice made by the female ghost, everyone in the Ling Temple built a white pagoda for the female ghost, and prayed for her incense every day, hoping that she would enter reincarnation early.

The high monk is said to be a female ghost. He has been stationed in the White Pagoda forever to read the scriptures for her, and he will no longer be born.

After listening to the story, Situ Ning'an's eyes were red, and he sighed that the female ghost was too pitiful. I didn't expect it to be the result of a soul-stirring in the end. It was too great. I was willing to sacrifice myself for others. Little girl Weiwei was also moved. He cried loudly.

Outside the carriage, Jia said quietly: "Chitose, we should catch up ahead."

Jia Yi's heart fluffed, Chitose loved listening to this kind of story, which seemed to him like a sinister Chitose, suddenly like a pure child like to eat sugar, his heart suddenly filled Weird.

Lin Qing suddenly said: "Everything works, like a dream bubble, as if it is a view?" After he finished speaking, he hurried forward.

After a group of people arrived at the Ling Temple, the empress dowager and all the princes would burn incense and bathe first, and then they would pay their respects on the second day.

The emperor’s safety when going out is naturally guaranteed, and this time the protection of the residence is under the responsibility of Yu Linwei. The residence of the royal family is divided into Jinghui Emperor and Empress Dowager, the princes are alone, the royal women are alone, and Lin Qing lived not far from Emperor Jinghui, so it was easy to summon.

Originally everything was going well, but on the evening of the third day, when he heard Jinghui Emperor's yard suddenly came a killing noise, he quickly rushed over with the people in the police department and saw a group of people The Yulin Army guarding there is fighting.

Lin Qing felt cold, and immediately rushed in with the people in the Jifu Mansion, because the emperor was still in the house.

The assassins' skill was very good, but because of the small number of people, they were quickly controlled by the police and Yulinjun. However, Lin Qing felt a little wrong and immediately rushed into the room of Emperor Jinghui. Empty.

Hit it!

Lin Qing immediately took people to rush out, but at this time, the men in black suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and they were surrounded. Lin Qing's eyes flashed a bit of a bird of prey, and some people counted him.