The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

The monk who knew the guest came in a hurry, whispered a few words, and placed the silk handkerchief in front of the emperor.

The emperor saw the writing on the silk handkerchief clearly, his chess hand paused, and the black piece fell on the chessboard, making a crisp sound.

"You're in a mess."

Master Huiyuan seemed to have expected it. He stroked his snow-white beard and gave him some hints at the right time: "It is better to go back before your fate in this world is over."

"Master, I..."

Just as the emperor was about to argue, Master Huiyuan had already escaped into the void and disappeared.

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A lifetime of waiting, a lifetime of passion.

We have known each other since we were young, and you have always been in my heart.

I let go of heaven and earth, but never let go of you.

The emperor felt lost, looking down at the writing on the silk handkerchief, his eyes gradually blurred with tears.

~

As Ye Xiuyan expected, the group of people waited at the door of the backyard for less than a stick of incense. A Zhike monk came in a hurry. When he saw Lin Fuxin, he recited Amitabha with a smile on his face.

"Your Highness, the Emperor invites you."

He first made a polite gesture of invitation, and then said tactfully: "Buddhism is a quiet place, you can't make loud noises..."

Ye Xiuyan didn't wait for him to finish, she had already listened to Xian Zhiyin and heard the hidden meaning of his words.

She turned her head and gave Ling Ranyue a knowing look: "Sister-in-law, please accompany Fuxi and Fuxin to see the emperor, and we won't go in."

"it is good!"

Ling Ran squeezed Lin Fuxin's little hand more tightly and nodded solemnly.

"Sister Yan."

Lin Fuxi looked panicked: "Aren't you going to accompany us in?"

"Sister Yan is an outsider and should not be involved in royal secrets."

Ye Xiuyan spoke righteously, but in fact she felt a little guilty.

In the name of the empress, she wrote a heartfelt love poem to the emperor. Although it was for the good of the couple, it was overstepping the mark after all.

I wonder how angry the emperor will be after knowing the truth.

I hope that the Empress has a lot of money and will not argue with her. "Fuxi, believe in yourself."

Xiao Ji hugged his fiancée and encouraged her in his own way: "You are no longer the ignorant girl three years ago. For the sake of our baby, you will not lose the love of your grandmother as soon as he is born. You must also Have the courage to persuade the emperor and let your majesty get through this disaster smoothly."

"Ok!"

When Lin Fuxi thought of the baby, her confidence doubled. She patted her cheeks with both hands, mustered up her courage, turned around and left.

The monk Zhike led the way, leading the three female family members, two elders and one younger, to the Bodhidharma Hall.

The remaining people waited outside the courtyard and found a secluded corner to sit down and rest.

~

"Donor Ye, you are fine."

Master Huiyuan suddenly appeared from the void and appeared in front of Ye Xiuyan.

"Grandmaster."

Ye Xiuyan was startled and hurriedly stood up from the stone bench and bowed her hands.

Master Huiyuan stroked his beard and smiled: "I haven't seen him for three years. Donor Ye is extremely intelligent and still has a seven-skilled heart."

"Master is overrated."

Ye Xiuyan's ears were slightly red, and she was absolutely certain that Master Huiyuan had seen through the truth and knew that she had sent a silk handkerchief to the emperor in the name of the empress.

"Donor Ye has a delicate mind and unparalleled intelligence."

Master Huiyuan had kind eyebrows and kind eyes. He stared at the center of his eyebrows for a few seconds and said something: "If you can restrain your mind and wholeheartedly do good, your future prospects will be limitless."

"Grandmaster."

Ye Xiuyan frowned, slightly dissatisfied: "You seem to have been worried that civilian girls will cause harm to the world."

"younger sister."

Lin Jingcheng's heart trembled when she heard this. He pulled off her sleeves and reminded her quietly: "The Jokhang Temple is a holy place for Buddhism. Don't be rude to the master."

"This is what I said, Amitabha."

Master Huiyuan smiled indifferently, and disappeared in a flash.

Thank you little fairy for your monthly ticket.

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