The Queen of Charm

Chapter 391
The next morning.

Yunyin Temple is surrounded by mist, hazy, like a fairyland on earth.Occasionally, bells can be heard ringing, and monks recite scriptures in the temple.

Wrapped in a cloak, Snowball nestled in her arms and refused to come out. It was cold outside, and there was a crunching sound when stepping on the snow, covered in silver and covered with snow.The tops of the pine trees at both ends were covered with thick white snow, which fell to the ground from time to time.

"Winter came late this year, and it's very cold!" Qinmei poured a cup of hot tea for Ling Zihan to warm her body.

Just after drinking a cup of hot tea, a valiant and heroic figure slowly stood up, the sword on his waist was even more shining by the white snow.Qinmei saw it first and said hello, and the palace people also saluted after seeing it.

"See Major General!"

He walked to the door coldly without saying a word, looking at the young man in purple who was drinking tea comfortably outside the house with complicated eyes.A cold and alienated tone came over, even colder than this weather, "The grand ceremony is about to begin, it's time to see His Majesty!"

The sound of the Great Compassion Mantra was recited throughout the temple, and the imperial guards were dressed in black armor, ready to go.

Feng Huang stood in front of the Buddha statue in a dragon robe, and Ling Jinmo also stood in front of him.

When Ling Zihan entered, the atmosphere was extremely depressing, and the old man standing in front of the Buddha statue was the abbot of Yunyin Temple, with white hair and a kind face, revealing a little bit of immortal demeanor, like a fairy flying on clouds.

Today, Ling Zihan's clothes are not as casual as usual, she is neat and tidy, she is dressed in full attire, the feather crown inlaid with jade is erected high, and she is full of energy.Ling Jinmo, who had never waited to see her, was surprised. Looking at the "brother" who had changed a lot in front of her, she became more and more disgusted.

But when he was a child, he obviously liked to play with this cute "brother" the most. When did they become strangers, when did he start to hate her, and felt that it was a shame to breathe the same air with her.

"Amitabha, the eighth prince is really a good-looking talent, with a handsome demeanor, he must be a master!"

The abbot saluted first.

Even Ling Zihan, who hated monks, did not dare to believe that what he said was a lie in front of such eminent monks.

Then the abbot said meaningfully, "No wonder the master of the country will go out and wait, waiting for your return."

Her heart skipped a beat, and Zhang Er couldn't figure out what the abbot said.

"Your Majesty, let's get started!"

"it is good."

The procedure this time is very simple, but it is to follow the ancestors and recite the scriptures together.On the contrary, Ling Jinmo, who came with Ling Zihan, became an outsider, making his face dark from beginning to end.

The seemingly important ceremony can only be described in two words.

simple!
pretty simple...

There is no cumbersome process at all, just a group of monks recite scriptures and pray for the country.

When Ling Zihan was about to fall asleep, the abbot woke her up.

"Eighth prince, please come here, someone wants to see you!"

Rubbing her eyes, Ling Zihan stood up, followed the abbot out of the main hall, turned left and right, and arrived at the peach blossom forest, the forbidden land of Yunyin Temple.At this time during the day, the peach blossoms here are more and more dazzling. As the breeze blows, the petals fall on her hair and shoulders like rain.

Ling Zihan was puzzled, isn't this the place where she came over last night?
"Excuse me, who is the person I want to meet this time?"

I couldn't help but think of the gray figure from yesterday, with a noble and elegant demeanor, but casual and lazy, especially the long silver-white hair, which is unforgettable and firmly engraved in my mind.

Thinking of the person from yesterday, she couldn't help asking, "May I ask the abbot, is there a person with silver-white long hair in this peach blossom forest?"

(End of this chapter)