On the way to escape, I found a big boss’s mother

Chapter 24 Guiding the maze
The Thousand Buddhas Temple is full of incense, but the road is difficult to walk, and you cannot be supported up the mountain by servants. You have to walk to the temple in person to show your sincerity, even if the emperor comes.

The fourth prince, Wanyan Qing'an, has become crazy since he returned from Thousand Buddha Temple. Jiang Hua led people to investigate several times overtly and covertly, but no useful clues were found. Caiyi was made things difficult by the queen, but Wanyan Qing'an didn't even recognize his mother this time. If you recognize Caiyi, you will not return to the palace even if you beat him to death.

On this day, Caiyi finally coaxed Wanyan Qing'an to drink the soothing soup and immediately rushed to Qianfo Temple.

She didn't believe Jinchu was dead.

That girl looks like a blessed person, and if the little girl can write "Journey to the West", she is definitely not a stupid child!
It was drizzling, and only a few people came to the Thousand Buddhas Temple to offer incense. Caiyi held a folding umbrella and carefully stepped on the slippery steps, wiping the sweat from his forehead from time to time.

When she went to the temple to offer incense, the young novice monk told her that the abbot of Thousand Buddhas Temple wanted to see her, so he went as he was told.

An old monk with kind eyebrows and white beard and hair was waiting for her under the bodhi tree. The abbot slowly said: "I looked at the face of the donor and calculated that the donor was destined to have a calamity. If he can survive it safely, he will be rich and prosperous in the future."

Caiyi was anxious, but out of respect, she asked the master to give her some guidance. The abbot clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the female donor, the path she often takes may not be a good one. The donor can understand on her own."

Caiyi donated the incense money and said she wanted to visit the temple.

The peach blossoms in Qianfo Temple have faded a long time ago. Ever since it was reported that there were wolves in Qianfo Temple, the back mountain has been sealed off. Cai Yi found a hidden place, took out a dagger that was as sharp as iron from his arms, and cut a gap. , got out.

It was quiet in the forest, not even the chirping of birds. Jiang Hua did kill two wolves on the mountain. The wolves were indeed ferocious and their eyes were red. However, Thousand Buddhas Temple is a holy land of Buddhism, and wild wolves do not just run around. Come over here.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the forest, and Caiyi secretly threw away the dagger.

In the blink of an eye, the people in the forest had rushed in front of her, and Caiyi turned around and ran towards the path.

"Sister, why are you running?"

The young man who jumped out of the dense forest quickly ran in front of Caiyi, not forgetting to turn around and tease him.

As the owner of a brothel, what kind of man has Cai Yi not seen?

She could tell at a glance that the boy was young, but his peach-blossom eyes could enchant people's soul. He was either naturally charming or had practiced evil arts.

"If I don't run, will I wait for them to kill me?"

When the boy ran out, Caiyi noticed a group of people chasing him. They were all agile, holding long knives and looking fierce.

Although Caiyi is not the target, there is no guarantee that they will not kill and silence him.

The mountain where Thousand Buddha Temple is located is high and dangerous. Caiyi and the boy were soon forced to a cliff. The river below the cliff became turbulent due to continuous rain.

The young man turned his head and glanced at the man in black who had already surrounded him, and said casually: "There is no place to run now, what are you going to do, sister?"

"Whatever you do, I will do."

"Hey, are you relying on me?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes to the cliff.
"What if I jump off a cliff?"

"I'll dance too!"

Caiyi looked at him without any hesitation.

The young man didn't waste any time and jumped down. Before the man in black could recover, Cai Yi followed him and jumped off the cliff.

The moment the river flooded Cai Yi's head, Cai Yi was grateful that her mother had forced her to learn how to swim.

Where did the young man from Thousand Buddha Temple come from?She had found out that there was a young master named Murong who lived in the back mountain. He was said to be a descendant of an aristocratic family from the Wei Dynasty. He said that the incense from Qianfo Temple was efficacious and he came to pray for his mother.

When she doesn't know anything?She bets that this person must be related to Jinchu's disappearance!

Then, everything fell into darkness.

Lan Xuan has always believed that in the minds of men, a woman's face is first, her figure is second, her family background is third, and her moral character is last.

Even if it is a fox, as long as it is coquettish enough, a man can sleep with it.Thinking of the portrait in Wanyan Zong's box, he became angry and suddenly lifted the kettle on the tea stove and poured a pot of boiling water on the head of the palace maid serving tea.

"Ah——" The screams continued incessantly.

Lan Xuan threw away the kettle and said nonchalantly: "Bah, Hu Meizi! You burned your face and still screamed so happily, who are you trying to seduce?"

Listening to the screams, not only was she distraught, but the look in her eyes became even more intense.

"Send her to the princess's mansion and let the people there do whatever they want!"

Qing'er knew that she was angry, so she didn't dare to persuade her any more, so she just asked someone to drag the burned little palace maid out.

The other maids who were close to him watched this scene from a distance, all horrified.

Lan Xuan is the most noble queen of the Yun Kingdom and one of the most beautiful women. She is proud of her appearance and carefully selects the maids around her, leaving no room for error. However, Lan Xuan was not satisfied with the several hairstyles she changed today.

At this time, the palace maid who was combing her hair was even more nervous. She accidentally tore off one of the queen's black hairs.

Lan Xuan's face turned cold, she raised her hand to take a lamp, and poured the lamp oil on the palace maid's head.

"Kneel outside and start the fire yourself." Lan Xuan said coldly.

The palace maid kept begging for mercy, but did not dare to respond. She walked tremblingly outside the courtyard, hesitated for a long time, gritted her teeth and lit the ends of her hair on fire.

Tongues of fire rose up and quickly enveloped her entire head, followed by shrill screams. The palace maid fell to the ground and kept rolling.

Lan Xuan was still not satisfied.

"Look at her, don't put out the fire until all her hair is burnt!"

"Unfortunately, isn't there anyone better to dress me up?"

The maid Qing'er smiled apologetically and said, "Mother, there is another one over there. It was sent by the Prince Consort to honor you."

"Well, I'm still considerate. Let's apply it on the face first."

Lan Xuan was lying on the couch, closing her eyes and dipping her hands in the gold basin. Qing'er dipped cotton wool into the milk and gently applied it on her face.

In order to stay young forever, Lan Xuan not only bathed in the girl's blood as medicine, but also used fresh human milk to cleanse and nourish her face every day.

"Empress, the time is coming." Qing'er reminded.

"Let her come in." Lan Xuan sat up lazily. There was a banquet in the harem today, and a lady from Kyoto was invited. She promised to help Qin Xuan win over the wives and daughters of several ministers.

Fengxia Palace is elegant and magnificent, and all the decorative utensils are of precious gold. The woman Qing'er brought in was in her early thirties, and after just one glance, she lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, not daring to express her grandeur.

"Let's start." Qing'er pushed the woman.

The woman did not dare to slack off. After cleaning her hands, she carefully spread out Lan Xuan's ink-like hair and began to tie it.

In the bronze mirror, Lan Xuan raised her eyelids slightly, and the corners of her lips were full of ridicule: "That's it?"

The woman remained silent and just increased her hand speed. Seeing that her bun was about to be formed, she turned her wrist and raised her little finger.

Lan Xuan's eyes lit up when she saw that the bun was slightly slanted and agile like a snake. Compared with the slightly more solemn Lingyun bun, it looked more light and delicate.

The woman then dipped in some jasmine oil, picked a lock of hair on both sides of Lan Xuan's forehead, and finally inserted a golden phoenix with wings.

"Queen, it's ready."

(End of this chapter)