Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 226 Clues
When Xie Yuanting came back with Fu Yunchuo in his arms, Ling Youyao was waiting at the door, seeing that the person finally came back, her heart fell down.He hurriedly asked someone to move the stove in the yard to the back room, and asked Lvbao to bring up the boiled ginger soup.

Tears were still on Fu Yunchuo's face, and his bun was untied. It looked like he had cried a lot.

In my memory, the eldest princess was domineering and eclectic. Ling Youyao never thought that such a person would break down and cry and feel sad.

"Your Highness, warm yourself up with some ginger soup first."

Fu Yunchuo took the bowl, looked at Ling Youyao apologetically, and said, "I'm fine, I made you worry."

"It's good that you're fine." Ling Youyao didn't ask her what she saw before she rushed out in such a panic.When she caught a glimpse of Xie Yuanting who was about to sneak away, she suddenly said, "Thanks to Mr. Xie this time, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do."

Xie Yuanting's body froze, and when he felt the man-eating gaze, he didn't dare to move anymore.

Fu Yunchuo stared straight at him, and ordered in a cold voice: "Come on, let me arrest him!"

"Your Highness?" Xie Yuanting was stunned, but before he could react, the knife was already on his neck.

Ling Youyao was taken aback by this scene, and silently sweated for Xie Yuanting.

Xie Yuanting gently pushed away the knife in front of him, and said unhurriedly: "Your Highness, I just brought you back from the snow. It has not been half an hour. Your speed of crossing the river and tearing down the bridge is too fast."

Fu Yunchuo hated his appearance of being sure of victory and never fearing death the most, and said with a sneer, "You have been with Bengong for so many years, don't you understand Bengong's style? Since you left at the beginning, you should have expected that if you come back If I met this palace, I would end up like this today."

Xie Yuanting sighed quietly, as if he had no choice but to surrender, and said: "This time I was caught by His Highness who was soft-hearted, and His Highness wanted to kill and cut me to pieces. I have no complaints. It's just that the Buddha is above, and His Highness is here to kill I'm afraid something is wrong, why don't you change the place?"

Fu Yunchuo was already on fire in his heart, but hearing him say that now, he was even more furious, "You really think I'm reluctant to kill you, do you?!"

Xie Yuanting's lips curved into a faint smile, and said softly: "Yes, I'm betting. Your Highness will also be soft-hearted."

He said the latter sentence so softly that almost no one heard it.

Ling Youyao looked at the two people who were at war, not knowing who to persuade first.One is the queen's younger brother, and the other is the eldest sister of His Majesty, but these two people get together and are not at odds with each other, which is really a headache.

When the situation was at a stalemate, a maid suddenly walked in from outside and reported: "His Royal Highness, the presiding officer asks for an audience."

It has to be said that Master Jiuyun came just in time.

Fu Yunchuo restrained his anger and asked someone to invite Master Jiuyun to come in, but he did not let Xie Yuanting go, instead he was locked in the East Wing and guarded by his own guards.Xie Yuanting knew that he couldn't escape, so he simply accepted his fate.

Seeing that he was taken away, Ling Youyao was relieved.Now, I only hope that the Eldest Princess will dissipate and discuss with Fu Mingjue how to resolve this matter when she returns to the capital.

In the evening, the snow finally stopped.

Ling Youyao watched Fu Yunchuo fall asleep before getting up and exiting the room.The red plum tree in front of the court still stood proudly in the snow, and the flowers were soaked in the snow, but they were even more delicate and beautiful.After stopping for a while, she lifted her foot and walked out of the courtyard.Following Fu Yunchuo's footsteps in the daytime, he also tried to find that touch of whiteness that makes people lose their souls.

The small road in the temple is quiet, and there are occasional muffled sounds of thick snow falling from the branches in the mountains and forests.Passing through the path, I saw the lights in the courtyard, and the girl's silver bell-like laughter faintly came from inside.She thought, perhaps there were other pilgrims who came in in the afternoon.Without stopping, he walked forward again.

The glazed pagoda in the east glows faintly in the vast snowy night. No matter day or night, the ever-burning lights here are always on.Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw a man in white coming out of the tower.

Ling Youyao was startled.

That was Mu Liuchun, the national teacher of Southern Xinjiang.

After the court meeting, most of Beidi's envoys were beheaded by Fu Mingjue, and only Yuan Yuxuan was sent back in person in the end.Xizhou went back intact, but Nanjiang stayed in the capital because of his marriage.

Mu Liuchun appeared in front of Ling Youyao for only a moment, but it gave her a bold idea.

Perhaps, the person the eldest princess saw today was Mu Liuchun?
Mu Liuchun was not surprised to see Ling Youyao, nodded slightly, and saluted her: "I have seen the princess."

He was so calm and composed that Ling Youyao was a little shaken, and said: "It turns out that the Master of the National Teacher has also come to Foguang Temple today. I wonder if the Lord has seen the eldest princess today?"

"Never." Mu Liuchun didn't seem to hear the tentative meaning in her words.

Ling Youyao looked at him secretly, and then said: "Since Nanjiang has the intention of making peace with Dayan, the National Teacher may as well go to see the eldest princess, maybe His Highness will give you a different choice."

This test was really too blatant. Although she knew she couldn't ask anything, Ling Youyao still wanted to give it a try.

Mu Liuchun didn't refuse, and responded lightly: "Okay." After finishing speaking, he brushed past him.

Ling Youyao was lost in thought as she watched his leaving back.

At this moment, a gentle and kind voice suddenly came from behind: "Is the princess worried about the eldest princess?"

Ling Youyao turned around and saw Master Jiuyun slowly walking out of the glazed pagoda with a faint smile on his face. Although he was old, his eyes were very clear.She nodded and said: "I know the princess has a lot of depression in her heart, and she wants to get rid of it from the side, but she doesn't know how to open it, so I found it here."

"Everything in the world has cause and effect. Others are just floating clouds. If you want to see through, you have to rely on yourself."

Ling Youyao's eyes moved slightly, thinking of the purpose of coming this time, she said: "Master, the world says you know everything, I have a question in my mind, I wonder if you can answer it for me?"

"But it doesn't matter."

She stabilized her mind and said slowly: "Five years ago, my sister and I came to the temple to offer incense, but on the way back, we encountered robbers. My sister died because of saving me. Later I learned that the robbers were not ordinary She is not a person, but the personal guard of King Ning's mansion. But I can't figure it out, why would King Ning want to kill my sister?"

Of course, these words were all said by Fu Mingjue.

King Ning is the fourth son of the first emperor. After the failure of the battle for the throne that year, he has been enduring his days.And the other Prince Ping, who was just an idler, died at the hands of Fu Mingjue in the end.

"I don't remember much about what happened back then, so I thought that since you are the abbot of Foguang Temple, you might know something."

There was a strange look in Jiuyun's eyes, and he said: "The poor monk has heard a little about what happened back then, but at that time the poor monk was traveling around the world and was not in the temple, so I may not be able to answer your question."

"Is that so?" Ling Youyao's eyes dimmed.

Everyone died back then, and Fu Mingjue was unwilling to tell her the truth. He thought that there might be some clues hidden in the Foguang Temple, but the result was disappointing.

Jiuyun gently twirled the beads with his fingers, and after a long time, he sighed softly: "What happened back then is indeed regrettable, but the deceased has passed away, so why should the princess be trapped in it? If you can't let it go, you might as well do it yourself Light an everlasting lamp!"

Ling Youyao's heart moved, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)