The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 403: Nine Points of Similarity (1)
After finishing speaking, he hurriedly dragged his master back to hold the flower pot, not to mention how embarrassing it was.

It wasn't until Gui Jiu and his master walked a few steps away, but they heard the savage palace lady behind her anxiously saying, "Princess, what's wrong with you?"

Although he was warned to watch again to be careful not to have his eyes gouged out, Gui Jiu found that his master had turned his head.

Caring is messy.And it was a mess.He has long forgotten who is who, what kind of slave or emperor, she is his wife, and he can't help but feel sorry for her.

Bailijing, who was protected by a group of eunuchs and palace guards, did not encounter threats from the outside world, she just felt uncomfortable, and she could not tell anyone about this uncomfortable feeling, it was difficult for her to express it.

Her body trembling uncontrollably, she turned her face to the maid closest to her: "Medicine..."

"Princess—" The maid hurriedly handed over the small white porcelain medicine bottle, and Bai Lijing poured out a pill and swallowed it.I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but after taking the pill, she felt much better, and her trembling gradually subsided.

"Princess, are you feeling better?" the maids asked anxiously from the side.

Bai Lijing responded with a bad complexion: "Yes. I want to pay my respects at the Pagoda of the Medicine Master. Let's go."

She held the white porcelain bottle containing the pills in her hand, and with a slight shake, she could feel that there were not many pills left.How would she live without it?
She was waiting for He to come back, maybe only He knew how the medicine came, and she couldn't live without it.

The group of people drifted away, Jun Zhi's eyes slowly narrowed, cold waves condensed like smoke, and there was no one else beside the release pool, he asked aloud: "Gui Jiu, can you see what happened to her? Isn't it good?"

The humiliation that fell into the dust a moment ago did not change the color of the man's face, but once his wife was a little bit bad, he could no longer be calm.

The Changyin Pavilion of Fahua Temple is located on a man-made rockery. From time to time, monks who are proficient in temperament play the piano here.It is said that this Qintai was built by the former prince, and it was abandoned after Emperor Jingyuan came to the throne. Half a year ago, Fahua Temple was named Huguo Temple, and then it gradually resumed its function more than 20 years ago.

King Jinyang lingered here for a long time, looking at the strings plucked between the fingers of the monk, but he still couldn't remember how "Li Li Yuan Shangcao" was played with the flute at that time. Can't remember.

The artificial rocks in the south of the Yangtze River are different from the earthy cliffs in the northwest, and even the sound of the strings is very strange.

After waiting for an hour, no one came.

This Changyin Pavilion seems to have been forgotten by others, standing here alone.

Han Bei was always restless, and he was anxiously waiting. He didn't understand what happened to his father. He came here early in the morning just to listen to the sound of these broken pianos?If his father likes it, no matter in the Northwest or in the old emperor's palace, sometimes he gets tired of hearing it.

When the heart is quiet, the sound of the piano is quiet, and when the heart is dry, it will be tortured in every way. Han Bei finally stood up from the stone bench unbearably, and said to King Jinyang: "Father, it is not early, it is almost noon, son, go ask Ask if there is any fasting meal in the temple, why don’t you go back after eating the fasting meal?”

King Jinyang nodded noncommittally.

Han Bei doubted whether his father was listening to him, but if he was to listen to the music for an hour without saying a word, he would have to go crazy.He would rather go to see those monks cooking a vegetarian meal.

Of course, Han Bei would not really go to see how smoky the monks' kitchens were, he sent the servants around him to have a look, and he followed his memory to find the Bodhi Square.

He just saw a lot of envoys from the West Qin Dynasty, and he didn't back away when the queen and princess came, which seemed quite interesting. He wanted to see how capable the offspring of the legendary wolf and white deer were...

However, Han Bei was disappointed. There were not those West Qin people under the bodhi tree, but a woman in palace attire.

The woman stood facing the bodhi tree with her back straight. Even though she hadn't seen her face yet, Han Bei subconsciously understood that this woman seemed not easy to mess with.If it is said that she is a noble lady, but there are no other people around her, if it is said that she is not, how can this grace and gorgeous clothes be explained?

Han Bei was very courageous, especially full of hostility towards everything in Shengjing City, so he didn't leave, he just stood there and looked at the noble lady, waiting for her to turn around.

It's a pity that Han Bei miscalculated. He stood for half a cup of tea and didn't see her move. She was nailed to the ground like a piece of wood.

Just when Han Bei lost his patience and was about to take the initiative to step forward to spy, the noble lady seemed to have heard the noise and turned her head slowly and calmly.

The moment he saw her face, Han Bei opened his eyes wide and subconsciously called out, "Mother?"

Before he opened his mouth, Han Bei frowned, no, this is not his mother, his mother is far away in Beijun Mansion, moreover, he hasn't seen her for a month, his mother will never grow up like this.Even after ten years, he believed that his mother would not be so old.

However... the woman in front of him is indeed ninety percent similar to his mother, the only difference is that besides her age, there is also the inviolable awe-inspiring aura in this woman's eyebrows.

"Are you..." Han Bei couldn't solve the confusion, he had too many questions in his heart, so he asked carefully.If she didn't have a motherly face, he would never dare to be presumptuous in this woman's chilling eyes.

"Bold! You don't kneel down when you see the empress! How can you afford to disturb Feng Jia!"

Han Beifang's doubts disappeared in the sharp scolding of an eunuch, but a new doubt was added—his mother had almost the same face as the empress of the current dynasty?
and many more.

His father once asked about the queen in front of Emperor Jing Yuan. They were old acquaintances more than 20 years ago. If the queen and his father had known each other early on...then, his mother...

"Bastard with no distinction of dignity! Kneel down!"

Han Bei was in doubt, when a familiar thick voice sounded from behind, it was his father.

Then, there was silence all around.

Han Bei's head was stiff, and it took a lot of effort to turn his head and look at his father. His father never noticed his panic, but just stared at his mother's face— ——The face that grows on the empress's body.

With just this one look, Han Bei suddenly turned pale and understood everything.

It turned out that he had been so arrogant and domineering all these years in the Jinyang Palace, just because his mother happened to have a face that most resembled Queen Situ.

He also laughed at the mothers of the fourth, fifth, and sixth sons. Although they looked like his mothers, they were still a bit different, and they were never favored by the king.

When you meet some people in the world, you will suddenly understand some things that you couldn't understand before. He is really ridiculous. It's ridiculous to pretend to be smart and self-righteous.

(End of this chapter)