Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 227 The Truth
The lights in the glazed pagoda were always bright, and the candlelight shone on Ling Youyao's face. In the light and darkness, it seemed that she could see the melancholy in her eyes.

After a while, she suddenly said: "Host, I would like to ask you to do a fortune telling for me."

Jiu Yun, who had closed his eyes in deep thought, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard this, a large shadow was cast under his eyes, and those clear and transparent eyes seemed a little dim.He didn't agree, just walked aside in silence.

After a long while, he heard him say in a deep voice: "Princess forgive me, the poor monk can no longer make up his mind."

"Why?" Ling Youyao looked at him suspiciously.

The wind and snow outside had stopped, and the silver-white snow covered the entire Foguang Temple.Standing by the side of the building, Jiuyun looked down, staring at the black and white mountains and forests in a trance, as if recalling a long-term memory, with a sad and regretful expression on his face.

"Seventeen years ago, the poor monk traveled to the south of the Yangtze River, and saw a vision in the sky, and the Phoenix star entered the palace. After searching for it, he finally arrived in Huaizhou."

Ling Youyao was startled, and a terrifying thought gradually emerged in her heart.

Jiuyun continued: "The poor monk stayed in Huaizhou for three months, just to find out the star of the Phoenix descending that day. Hard work pays off, the poor monk finally found that person."

That person is none other than Chang Shi who is pregnant with Liujia.At that time, Chang's fetal image was unstable, the doctor said that there was a sign of a slippery tire, Ling Annian felt sorry for the child, so he asked people to try their best to keep the fetus, but they took many medicines but it was of no avail.Until Chang went out that day, he met Master Jiuyun who was wandering around in Huaizhou City.

When Jiuyun saw Chang Shi, she recognized at a glance that she was the person he had been looking for.

"The phoenix descends from the sky, and fortune and misfortune depend on each other. Those who get good will be blessings; those who choose evil will be disasters." Jiu Yun looked into the distance, his eyes dimmed, "The poor monk once told the woman that the woman in her stomach Your child is the Phoenix Star from the sky, if you guide him to do good, he will surely skyrocket. But I never thought that this statement would become the beginning of tragedy.”

Ling Youyao's complexion was complicated, she stared silently.

Because of the fate of the phoenix, Chang's greed was born, and a high branch of desire was planted in Ling Ling's heart.If she hadn't been born as a phoenix, how could she have come all the way to Beijing?In the end, he died tragically in the cold palace due to the fate of the phoenix.

The dim candle flame flickered in the cold wind, making a slight snort, accompanied by Jiu Yun's soft sigh: "The matter of the concubine's wife is the fault of the poor monk. If the princess wants to blame, the poor monk has nothing to complain about."

Ling Youyao frowned slightly, but without any trace of resentment, she said: "The world is impermanent, how can there be absolutes? The reason why my cousin has come to such a situation is all because she has a heart that she shouldn't have. The words of the host are a reminder. But my aunt turned a blind eye to it, she only thought about the glory and wealth, after all, it was just a trick of fate."

When Jiuyun heard the words, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, then he calmed down and said: "Amitabha."

"The poor monk is very grateful to be forgiven by the princess. It's just that it's late at night, so please come back, the princess."

Ling Youyao nodded, without staying longer, turned around and went down the glazed pagoda.

After she left, Jiu Yun, who was standing there, moved slowly, slowly checked the lamp oil in the tower, and then left here muttering the dharma name.

The snow is pressing down on the branches, and the night will be bright.

The phoenix star descending from the sky is true, and so is the blessing and misfortune, but these words came later than expected.

It was still snowing, and looking through the window, the red plum tree in front of the court was still beautiful.Ling Youyao has been preoccupied since she came back from the Glazed Tower.Fu Yunchuo's thoughts of appreciating the plum blossoms were also distracted by Xie Yuanting. After staying in Foguang Temple for two days, he decided to return to Beijing.

When the servants were packing their things, they tied Xie Yuanting to the carriage of the Princess Mansion by the way.

Xie Yuanting looked calm, sitting leisurely on the cushion, if it wasn't for the pure gold bracelet on his wrist that the eldest princess made for him, Ling Youyao almost thought that the two had reconciled.

Seeing Xie Yuanting like this, Fu Yunchuo sneered coldly: "Aren't you unwilling to stay in the princess mansion? What are you doing in the palace's car now?"

Xie Yuanting said solemnly: "Your Highness spared me from dying, so I naturally want to repay Your Highness, but I have no money, so after thinking about it, I have no choice but to return to the Princess Mansion and continue to serve Your Highness."

Fu Yunchuo was so angry with his thick-skinned and narcissistic appearance, he said bitterly: "When did I say to let you go? I don't want to kill you, I just don't want to pollute the pure land of Buddhism!"

"It turns out that's the case, but I'm just being sentimental."

After finishing speaking, he slowly got up, jumped out of the carriage, sighed and said with a light smile: "I thought that after serving His Highness with all my heart and soul for so many years, I would get a little pity from His Highness, but I didn't expect that I would lose in the end."

Fu Yunchuo looked at him coldly, without saying a word, but he was wondering what he meant by that.

Then I heard him continue: "Your Highness, I have always cherished my life. Now that you want to kill me, forgive me for not accepting my fate."

As soon as the voice fell, layers of smoke instantly dispersed on the ground, covering everyone's sight.Ling Youyao hurriedly stood in front of Fu Yunchuo, "Your Highness, be careful."

Fu Yunchuo was extremely calm, and said: "I still underestimated him, next time I have to ask someone to wear another anklet."

Ling Youyao was stunned: "Did you let him go on purpose?"

The smoke surrounding his body gradually dissipated, but Xie Yuanting was no longer in sight.

"A person whose heart is not here, so what if we forcibly take him back?" Fu Yunchuo snorted coldly, not surprised by Xie Yuanting's tricks, and stepped into the carriage.

Ling Youyao was helpless, the two clearly cared about each other in their hearts, but they wanted to pretend that they didn't care.

The eldest princess cried bitterly in the snow that day, she had actually arrived long ago, but seeing Xie Yuanting standing in the distance, she didn't go there.Sure enough, Xie Yuanting's heart softened at the end.

Fu Yunchuo always thought that the person he saw that day was Xie Yuanting, but Ling Youyao knew that that person was not Xie Yuanting.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look up towards the direction of Foguang Temple, he could vaguely see the glazed pagoda standing between the white snow of Cangshan Mountain, and remembered that he saw Mu Liuchun under the pagoda that night.He has an unremarkable appearance, but he is dressed in white, but he is not stained with the world, like a banished fairy.Only those pair of indifferent peach blossom eyes can let Ling Youyao see the similarity between him and Xie Yuanting.

What kind of connection will there be between the national teacher in southern Xinjiang and the eldest princess?
Ling Youyao thought to herself, planning to ask Fu Mingjue after going back.

The carriage from the Princess Mansion left Foguang Temple mightily.At that time, on the glazed pagoda, Mu Liuchun and Jiuyun stood side by side, watching the convoy drift away in the snow.

Afterwards, Mu Liuchun took the initiative to say, "Thank you, the host, for hiding it for me."

Jiu Yun said: "Love in the world is suffering, but it also has its beauty. Since the benefactor chose to give up, I just hope that you will not regret it in the future."

Mu Liuchun's expression didn't change, he was still indifferent, "I've given up once, why would I care about the second time?"

The world is ever-changing, but what remains the same is the filthy conspiracy hidden in the depths.

Once the iron armor broke through the city gate, and the blood stained the blue bricks. When I dreamed back in the middle of the night, the shrill scream seemed to be in my ears.He couldn't let go, and couldn't bear to blame, so he could only choose to escape.

As for the good times in the past, just treat it as a dream!
(End of this chapter)