Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 335 Hand over the small ink bowl

"My lord, Xuanyuan Yu's mother and concubine are just a lowly court lady, and she got the emperor's favor because she was fostered under the name of the imperial concubine."

Lei Ling was very puzzled: "The eldest prince has always been unknown, and knows how to hide his strength and bide his time. Why does he have to make trouble with the Eighth Prince's Mansion in this matter?"

"Hmph, it's just being manipulated by others."

Xuanyuanchen sneered: "He has no backing, no power or power, so he can only choose to rely on the prince's family."

Lei Ling was shocked: "The lord is saying that it is the prince's family who have trouble with the Eighth Prince's Mansion?"

Mo Xiaowan and Qing Dai came for a while and listened to everything they were talking about.

Hearing that Xuanyuanchen speculated that this matter was related to the prince's family, she turned from behind the stone with a bad expression on her face.

She couldn't imagine that her elder brother Xing would take advantage of her illness to attack the Eight Princes' Mansion?

Xuanyuanchen knew she was eavesdropping, so she turned around.

"What's Xiaowan's opinion on this matter?"

"Uncle Xuanyuan, maybe the eldest prince is indeed of the prince's lineage. But Xiaowan feels that Brother Xing will not target Xiaowan and the Eighth Prince's House because of this matter."

Born in a family of royal relatives, in the face of interests, how can there be any personal affair?
Otherwise, how could he, a powerless and powerless prince, get involved in the struggle for imperial power for no reason when the first emperor died, and became a victim.

If it weren't for the help from the mentor, he would have died in that imperial power struggle.

Xuanyuanchen knew Mo Xiaowan's world, and saw through this kind of danger.

She is always protected under the wings of the Eight Princes' Mansion, so that she cannot see the dangers of the outside world. Only by letting her see the truth clearly and tearing off the bloody side can she grow up.

Xuanyuanchen's eyes dimmed, and he took her hand up a winding and steep mountain road.

"We can't let Lingchan Temple suffer an indiscriminate disaster. This happened because of you. You have to tie the bell to untie it."

The mountain road is winding and winding, the steep stone ladder is slippery and narrow, and some places are even vertical at [-] degrees. Fortunately, Mo Xiaowan has been practicing agility these days, and he can climb the thick vines hanging from high places.

After spending a lot of effort, Xuanyuanchen flew up close to the mountainside, holding the thick vine with one hand and embracing her with the other, and finally landed on the stone path leading to the Buddhist hall in the back mountain.

It was too late to wait for Qingdai and Lei Ling, so Xuanyuanchen simply carried her on his back and jumped up and down the mountain path with vigorous steps.

While Mo Xiaowan was still recovering, he had already carried her into the Buddhist hall in the back mountain.

A little novice was circling anxiously under the bodhi tree, and when he saw Xuanyuanchen and Mo Xiaowan appearing, he was overjoyed.

"The benefactor, please come with the monk!"

Turning around one after another Buddhist halls and pavilions in Lingchan Temple, the little novice brought Xuanyuanchen and Mo Xiaowan to the front hall. The front door was closed tightly, and through the hollow carved wooden door, one could have a panoramic view of the scene outside.

The one sitting on a tall horse should be the Crown Prince Xuanyuan Yu. Behind him, the Habayashi guards are holding long spears and waiting in full force. The sun shines on the armor, reflecting a brilliant silver light, which invisibly gives people a compelling feeling. A sense of coercion.

And Master Jingkong led a group of young novice monks to stand on the stone steps, guarding the entrance of the hall and not giving an inch.

"Amitabha, the Lingchan Temple is the Great Temple of the Huguo. This old monk advises the benefactor, the Buddhist gate is a quiet place, and I hope the benefactor will take the Habayashi guards and leave quickly."

The eldest prince Xuanyuan Yu sneered.

A man who looked like a scholar beside him immediately took a step forward and saluted Master Jingkong.

"The eldest prince knows that the master is merciful and doesn't want to care about his life, but Mo Xiaowan is suffering from smallpox. If the disease spreads, it will definitely bring a catastrophe to my Xuanyuan country."

(End of this chapter)