The queen leaves the court

Chapter 7
The ceremony at Linggu Temple was grand, and He Lianqing had a distinguished status. The host specially arranged a quiet meditation room for them to rest, so as not to be disturbed by others.

He Lianqing accompanied Hua Qianyou to worship the Buddha, although An Zixun also went there, but he found that she was often lost in thought with a folding fan, not knowing what to think.

He has a photographic memory, the fan is exactly the same as the one in Jinhenbo's hand.When you talked with him in the lake that day, Jin Henbo paid special attention to her, one by one, A Xun's cousin.

She tried her best to marry him, but it was not because of him, Helian Qing, that she was in such a distraught state.Although there is no relationship between them, she is still Princess Qing in name, and she is so reluctant to part with the old things given by other men in front of him!
At noon the sun was scorching, Hua Qianyou was weak and took an early nap, but he went to the temple's Marriage Pool. An Zixun had been here in the morning, and he saw her secretly tie the red scarf she begged for to the wedding tree from a distance.

The branch of the Lianli tree was lush, and An Zixun stood under the tree. She came here one step earlier than him, and saw that she carefully took off the red scarf and looked at it for a long time, frowning and slowly wrapping it around the folding fan.

A gust of wind came from behind her, she didn't seem to have expected that someone would come at this time, and she couldn't dodge it, she couldn't stand on her feet and leaned back, the thing in her hand was snatched away the next moment.

She fell to the ground and saw clearly that the person behind him was Helian Qing. She was taken aback suddenly, her eyes fixed on the folding fan and red scarf in his hand.Regardless of the pain from the fall, he hurriedly raised his head and scolded, "Give it back to me!"

He has unfolded the red scarf, and the ink-colored letters on it are fresh and elegant.

Ten miles of Pinghu, the sky is full of frost,
An inch of blue silk is mourning the Chinese New Year.

Looking at each other in the shape of the moon,
I only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals.

"Looking at each other in the shape of the moon, I only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals. Who is the princess writing for?" Instead of anger, he smiled. This smile is familiar to An Zixun, who has shown this smile twice before. At that time, the long sword in his hand was never soft on her.

Seeing that she was silent, he opened the fan again. The frayed corners looked like they had been rubbed frequently, and the same poem was inscribed on the fan.

The title is the word "Xun", but at the end is a fingerprint.

His smile deepened, there was a clattering sound, and the folding fan was tightly closed and held in the palm of his hand.

"My lord!" An Zixun suddenly said, the crimson color on her face faded, "I just like the poem on the fan, I wrote it down by hand, there is no other meaning."

"Look at your nervousness, this king is just asking casually. You have been married to the palace for some time, and I haven't heard that you still like poetry." After speaking, he returned the red scarf to her, but left only the folding fan.

"This one? It's so old. When you hold it in your hand and other people see it, you think I'm stingy and use some old things for my princess."

"I'll put it away in the future." She said, looked at Helian Qing, and stretched out her hand to take back the things.

But he said casually, "Since it's an old thing, it's no pity to throw it away!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and threw the folding fan into the marriage pool.

"You!" An Zixun turned even paler, glared at him, and immediately ran forward and jumped into the pool, busy picking it up.

He Lianqing moved faster, pulled her up from the water with all her strength, and trapped her arms with her backhand and hugged her tightly.

A cold and angry voice commanded in her ear, "I don't allow you to pick it up!"

She has the same cold syndrome as Qianyou. Dongfang Feichi once said that even if they are cured, they should try not to get close to cold water in this life.

The water in the Marriage Pool of Linggu Temple is drawn from the cold spring in the mountains, which is colder than ordinary water.She has been ill for so long, so she should know, but she doesn't even want to jump down to pick it up.

"Why do you throw my things! You bastard, those are my things, it's not up to you to decide!" The water gradually soaked the folding fan, and the ink-colored fingerprints on it gradually faded away, and she struggled desperately.

He Lianqing didn't expect her reaction to be so strong, and she almost broke free. Seeing her anxious eyes turned red, she seemed to be about to cry, and felt even more inexplicable.

"Isn't it Jinhenbo who gave it to you? You like to buy a lot of fans for you to play with, but you are not allowed to keep this one!"

"Who cares that you bought it, you can give it to Mrs. Hua, I don't care about you, why do you care about me! Helian Qing, let me go!" She couldn't break her arm, and kicked him directly.

The force was not light, and He Lianqing also felt a little pain. The women always fell in love with him when they saw him, and it was too late to serve him tenderly. How could he be so barbaric.

How come this An Zixun, who looks like a needle in the cotton, is usually smiling, but she looks like this when she is fierce!

The two entangled and fell to the ground, He Lianqing rolled over on top, completely suppressing her kicking legs.

"If you didn't marry me, and you have other men in your heart, you can do whatever you want! But you insist on destroying me and Qianyou, and then you still miss your cousin, a flirtatious woman!"

His eyes were burning with anger, and he was staring closely at her flushed face!Holding her tightly for the second time, that familiar feeling reappeared again, and He Lianqing was also angry with herself, how could she have such a strange feeling towards An Zixun!

"Aren't you just wanting to change your mind? You had a marriage contract with me, but you broke it because of Hua Qianyou! My cousin and I were separated, so how can the two of you be happy!" An Zixun's grievance was unbearable .

She is his wife, but she has to look at him every day pretending to be other women.Who can be really generous when it comes to feelings?At least, she can't.

"So you insist on marrying this king, purely for revenge!" His double pupils were particularly deep, and the strength in his hands couldn't help but increase.

An Zixun was pinched by him, her tears couldn't stop rolling.But holding his breath, he also glared at him!
He let go of his hands and got up, but went to the Marriage Pool, picked up the soaked and rotten folding fan, and threw it in front of An Zixun, splashing water all over her face.

There was inexplicable anger in his smile, he did use her to get Qianyou into the house, he thought that if he couldn't give her affection, then he would let her have no worries for the rest of her life.

Only now did he realize that An Zixun was just out to get revenge on him.Her revenge made him break his promise to Qianyou!
"Get lost, my king!"

He Lianqing turned away without looking at her again, An Zixun also stared at the folding fan in a daze.Not far behind the thick Lianli tree, a figure stood for a long time, and when he saw him leave, he quickly disappeared.

The carriage of King Qing's Mansion on the mountain road didn't stop all the way, and when they came out of Linggu Temple, there were only He Lianqing and Hua Qianyou in the carriage.

"My lord, my lord."

Hua Qianyou yelled several times before he looked away from the outside, "Is it too stuffy in the car? In a while, we will arrive at the palace."

"No, the concubine wants to say that it's getting late, so I should send someone to pick up the princess and sister, and we will go back together."

"Qianyou doesn't want to be alone with this king for a while?" He Lianqing smiled, seeing that she wanted to say something else, she reached out and pulled her into her arms.

"Sister Wangfei probably didn't do it unintentionally, please don't be angry!" When He Lianqing took her down the mountain, he left An Zixun in the temple, and the two of them faced each other coldly.

"This king has his own arrangements for her, so don't worry about her."

Hua Qianyou had no choice but to nod obediently, and slowly leaned on his shoulder and sighed softly, "Why don't you want to? It would be great if I could be with the prince like this every day."

"It's that simple?" He Lianqing lifted her chin and stared deeply, stroking her fingertips along the contours of her cheeks, her bright eyes and white teeth were delicate and delicate.

In the past, he had imagined countless times what kind of person was the woman who saved him?He had stroked her eyebrows, no matter how beautiful or ugly she was, her kindness and kindness to him, in his heart, she must be the most perfect.

Until the moment when he saw it with his own eyes, the warmth that He Lianqing had hidden in his heart poured out.

"It's that simple."

"Even if An Zixun is the princess, even if you can only be the wife of Prince Qing's mansion?"

"Being by the prince's side, Qianyou is already satisfied, and she won't have any undue extravagance." She put her hands on the back of Helianqing's hand, "If you like someone, you can give everything for him and endure everything. I am the same, and so is my sister. That's it, so please promise Qianyou one thing, don't anger my sister. We just fell in love with someone, and there is nothing wrong with that." At the end, her voice was almost inaudible.

"Qianyou, what are you hiding from me?"

"My lord, don't ask any more questions. I won't say anything." She dodged He Lianqing's eyes, lowered her head slowly, and turned her back to him, so as to restrain the sharpness that flashed in her eyes.

There is no right or wrong in feelings, but if you care too much about the other party, you will lose your accurate judgment.

Fans of the authorities, He Lianqing, Jin Chenbo, and An Zixun are all like this!

He suddenly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were deep and impenetrable, and his voice was low and firm, "This king betrayed you and broke the promise I made to you at the beginning. I will give you an explanation."

It was getting late, and there was a cool breeze blowing in the mountains. An Zixun borrowed the torch from the monastery to walk alone.

The folding fan in his hand had long been unrecognizable, but he still forgot that the fingerprints on the folding fan were left by him inadvertently. She carried it with her for three years, but he destroyed it with his own hands in the end.

The carriage behind her was speeding from far to near, and in the middle of the road she was fascinated by the folding fan, she took a step too late to avoid dodging, the driver of the carriage had already swung his whip and flew towards her head and face.

The whip was fast and urgent, even if she managed to avoid it, she couldn't avoid the speeding carriage.An Zixun kicked up the stone vigorously and hit the galloping horse.

The horse was frightened by the sudden stone hit, suddenly jumped up and neighed, the driver did not expect the horse to be like this, the long whip in his hand missed the head, and hit An Zixun's side in the air, he was in a hurry Pulling the reins tightly, he desperately stopped the bumping carriage.

"What's the matter?" The dull voice of the young man came from the carriage, as if he was enduring great pain.

"Someone blocked the road ahead, which frightened the horse and delayed my son's trip, the little one deserves to die!" After speaking, the man driving the carriage pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed it at An Zixun with anger on his face.

"Don't cause trouble!" The curtain of the carriage was raised a little bit from the inside, and the person inside leaned out slightly, fingered his side, and pressed his forehead tightly with the other hand, and immediately there was a strong smell of medicine in the carriage.

"This girl, is she injured?"

"I am fine."

It can be heard that he is in severe pain, but his voice can still remain peaceful. This person's endurance is quite strong.

The entourage with the sword frowned, "It's okay, get out of the way quickly! Don't delay my young master's finding a doctor!"

"Rong Fu!" He scolded in a low voice, and turned to An Zixun softly, "I'm sorry, since the girl is fine, I'll go ahead."

Holding a torch, An Zixun took a step forward to stop the carriage, "Seeing that you have a severe headache, you'd better get treated immediately. I have a solution, you can try it."

"Bold, just what you said can heal my son!" Just as the attendant finished speaking, the man in the carriage suddenly tilted his body, and his pain seemed to intensify.

"Soaking your head in cold spring water can temporarily relieve the pain." An Zixun pointed to a thin spring not far away, and her tone became heavier, "Trying is better than waiting for you to pass out from the pain, even if you can save your life." There are many."

The man glanced at An Zixun in front of him, closed and opened his dark eyes with difficulty, and told the people around him, "Do as she says."

Hearing this, the attendant hurriedly got off the carriage and quickly fetched clear spring water from the mountain stream. The man followed An Zixun's method and immersed his head in the cold spring water for a while, and he felt that the pain suddenly eased.

"Such a simple method is actually so effective." He leaned to one side, breathed a long sigh of relief, carefully looked at An Zixun with his slender eyebrows and a smile.She has an ordinary appearance, her eyes reflect the firelight, and her smile is extraordinarily beautiful and graceful. "What do you want, I will thank you very much."

She took a few steps forward and met his scrutinizing gaze.The young man, whose face was pale due to illness, showed a slight smile at this time, his eyebrows and eyes were extremely handsome and extraordinary, and the laziness and familiarity when the corners of his slender eyes were raised moved her heart.

"That's not necessary, but I'm just doing you a favor. Don't be too polite. By the way, if you go from here, sir, are you going to the capital of Western Chu? If so, can you please take me for a ride." Several blisters appeared on her feet. It broke again when I kicked the stone, and it hurts when I walk.

"I'm going there. What's the difficulty in taking you there? The girl is my benefactor. Whatever you want, Helian Chunshui will try my best to give it to you."

"Your surname is Helian?" She was taken aback for a moment.

Helian is the surname of the royal family of the Western Chu Emperor, so he should be a member of the royal family.It can be seen that he is dressed in simple clothes, and the decoration in the carriage is even more simple. He rushes to seek medical treatment in a dusty world, with only one accompanying guard, who is probably a family member who has fallen.

"Yes." He nodded, and when he noticed An Zixun's scrutinizing gaze, he smiled embarrassedly, "The car is crude and uncomfortable, and I'm going to wrong the girl." While speaking, the roots of his ears turned red.

This person is quite simple and honest, and he blush after saying a few words.An Zixun jumped into the car, he made room for her to sit down, and then told Rong Fu to drive quickly.

She leaned against the car without feeling sleepy, and after performing this scene in front of He Lianqing, Hua Qianyou should believe that she really likes Jinhenbo.Then according to the plan, he got the antidote from He Lianqing and gave it to Jin Xiaotong. She, An Zixun, had absolutely nothing to do with that bastard!

Her fingers touched the Qifeng bracelet on her wrist, and she pulled her sleeve to cover it, not wanting to look again.

The movements were very small, and Helian Chunshui, who was resting opposite, glanced at her wrists.

At daybreak, outside the gate of the Western Chu Emperor's capital, she jumped out of the car and greeted Helian Chunshui, "Thank you for taking me for a ride, just leave now."

"Girl, where do you live, I'll take you back directly, your feet..." His tone was very concerned.

Following his gaze, An Zixun noticed that the blood blisters on her feet had burst and blood seeped into the upper of her shoe.

"Don't bother, it's very close." When she turned around, she said, "Master, headache is a stubborn disease, so you should see a famous doctor quickly, otherwise it will take a long time, and it will cause great damage to your body." She waved goodbye to him with her hands .

In the early morning and dusk, her figure gradually faded away, like a flying purple butterfly, unaware that Helian Chunshui's gaze was staring at her for a long time.

"Master Hou?" Rong Fu, who had never spoken all the way, "This woman walked the mountain road alone so late, her origin is unknown, and my subordinates are worried that she might be..."

Helian Chunshui looked up at the word Xichu on the top of the city gate, and slowly shook his head, "Today, in the capital of Western Chu, there are still a few people who remember me, Helian Chunshui." He smiled lightly and ordered Rong Fu continued on his way.

He came back, after many years, Helian Chunshui came back here again.

An Zixun returned to the palace with a disheveled appearance, but Hua Qianyou was already waiting in her bedroom.

"Why are you here?" She sat down slowly with severe foot pain, and it was difficult for An Zixun to give her a good face if she didn't play Jin Henbo in front of Hua Qianyou.

Hua Qianyou pursed her lips, her face was pale, but her eyes were determined. "I agree to what Mr. Jin wants me to do. You send him a message and ask him to keep his promise and take you away. Never appear in front of the prince for the rest of his life!"

"Don't worry, Mrs. Hua." An Zixun said in a cold voice. It was undeniable that she had a good impression of Helianqing three years ago, and she was very uncomfortable seeing Helianqing's heartache for Hua Qianyou in Linggu Temple.

"You probably know what's going on. Speaking of which, when the prince and Young Master Jin were separated, I took care of him with all my heart, which is considered to have saved him. Wangfei, this cannot be erased."

She took a deep breath, and bowed to An Zixun, "You and I can both find husbands we can rely on, Young Master Jin's kindness is lightly written down, and I will definitely repay it in the future!"

Hua Qianyou's light and easy words can't erase her kindness in taking care of him, but who can understand the throbbing and shock in her heart when she saw Helianqing again three years later.

"Get out!" After a while, An Zixun suddenly laughed, but said to her in a cold voice.

The door was suddenly kicked open from the outside, He Lianqing walked in with a displeased face, helped Hua Qianyou up, and stared at An Zixun with cold eyes.

"Who are you letting go?" He opened his thin lips lightly, and wrapped his palm around Hua Qianyou's hand beside him, holding it so hard and tightly, as if she was so precious.

"My lord, calm down, my sister must be exhausted just after she came back." Hua Qianyou explained in a low voice.

"Qianyou, go down first, the king has something to tell her." When he turned to look at Hua Qianyou, his eyes were gentle, as if he had become another person.

Seeing Hua Qianyou left, He Lianqing turned around and approached her step by step. He was angry, and every step he approached her could feel the bone-chilling coldness emanating from his whole body.

She was afraid of the cold, the last time she had no intention of getting close to him, because of the protection of the host from the Three Lives Gu, she hurt herself instead.

(End of this chapter)