The splendid youth of the farm gate

Chapter 692 Death (3)
Fu Wenbo nodded, "I will be careful about this, it seems to be a matter of control."

Ye Yu nodded, with Fu Wenbo's meticulousness and prudence, he believed that he could handle things well!
While talking, a group of people have already entered the gate of the temple.

From afar, a Zhike monk greeted him.

"Three benefactors, Huangjue Temple does not accept foreign pilgrims, please forgive me."

Ye Yu stepped forward and smiled slightly, and said, "Master, we're not here for fun, we're here to find someone!"

"Find someone?"

"Yes." Ye Yu smiled.

A quarter of an hour later.

Guided by the Zhike monks and nuns, the three of them sat down in a pavilion facing the water to the east of Huangjue Temple.

This is a hexagonal kiosk.The roof of the small pavilion is covered with shiny golden glazed tiles, and there is a wooden plaque carved into the image of Sakyamuni on the top of the roof. A string of wind chimes is hung under the plaque. When a breeze blows, the wind chimes will There was a clanging sound.The entire pavilion is supported by six big red stone pillars. The six corners of the pavilion are raised upwards, and a string of wind chimes is also hung on the highest part of the raised part.In the center of the pavilion is a table made of stone slabs, and there are stone benches on the east, west, south, and north sides of the table.The sun shone through the treetops, like a small palace.

Next to the pavilion is a deep pool formed by drawing mountains and rivers. The water in the pool is so clear that the bottom is clear, the blue is translucent, soft and quiet, and beside the pool is a willow tree that has grown for an unknown number of years. Reflected in the clear water, swaying charmingly with the ripples.

"This place is not bad." Fu Wenbo casually broke a willow branch and put it in his hand to play with.

Ye Yu raised his head, looked around, and said, "The Royal Temple, it's not bad!"

"If I knew it earlier, I would have brought Lanlan here. She has been bored at home these days." Geng Pengju said.

Ye Yu was about to speak, but saw a nun in a blue-gray monk's robe and long hair walking towards her.

The three people who were talking and laughing at first stopped when they saw the person coming, and looked towards him.

The nun walked up to the three of them, lowered her eyebrows, and said, "Which benefactor is asking to see my princess?"

After exchanging glances with Geng Pengju and Fu Wenbo, Ye Yu said flatly, "It's me."

The nun raised her eyes slightly, took a quick glance at Ye Yuhou, nodded and said: "The benefactor, please come with the servants."

Ye Yu stood up.

"Feng Chong!"

Geng Pengju and Fu Wenbo stood up at the same time.

Ye Yu shook his head, signaling to the two of them not to worry, "You two are waiting here, I will come as soon as I go."

Geng Pengju was about to speak, but Fu Wenbo took a step forward, brushed off a leaf that fell on Ye Yu's shoulder, and said softly, "You go, Pengju and I are waiting for you here."

Ye Yu nodded, turned around and left with the nun.

The path paved with cobblestones twists and turns forward. On one side of the path is a gurgling brook, rushing forward, breaking the silence of this early summer afternoon.The two walked for about half a stick of incense, and stopped outside a moon cave.

"Master Ye, please wait a moment, let the slaves go in and report."

Ye Yu nodded.

Seeing that the nun stepped forward and knocked on the copper ring on the black painted door, with a "squeak", the door was opened a small crack, and a round face was poked out, and she said complainingly: "Why is it so slow, the princess is so slow." I've asked it several times!" After seeing Ye Yu who was waiting at the foot of the steps, he quickly stepped aside.

The door was closed with a "squeak", but a small crack was left.

Ye Yu turned sideways, ignoring the peeping eyes behind the door, and slowly looked at Huangjue Temple.

Like most monasteries, Huangjue Temple also has apricot-yellow courtyard walls, blue-gray hall ridges, and pale-green towering ancient trees. Everything looks so deep and distant. Then slowly quieted down.

in the courtyard.

Fushun shifted his gaze from the gloomy Buddhist beads on the table to the pale face of Du Ruo, pursed his lips for a while, and said in a low voice, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

"Princess!" Du Ruo raised her head. Compared with her beauty a few months ago, she seems to have aged more than ten years suddenly at this moment, and her temples are even shining with silver. if."

A strange blush appeared on Princess Fushun's face. She glared at Du Ruo and said angrily, "Auntie, you made me act like those sluts in such a lowly way...I...I won't do it!"

Du Ruo sighed, picked up the prayer beads on the table and put them on the hands of Princess Fushun, and said softly: "Princess, this is the only chance, if you miss this chance, you just want to..." After a pause, Du Ruo turned her face , blinked the tears in her eyes, and persuaded: "Princess, aunt will not harm you, even if you can't enter the mansion as a regular wife, but as long as you can stand by Mrs. Ye, no matter how gentle you are, the emperor and the prince Backing you up, given time, you will be able to fight against the Na Luo family! If so, you can give birth to an heir before the Na Luo family..."

Princess Fushun froze when she rolled down the Buddhist bead, yes, if she could enter Ye Mansion, if she could stand beside Ye Yu openly, if she could give birth to an heir, like... a heart seems to be flustered Those who want to jump out of the general.Princess Fushun looked at Du Ruo in confusion.

"Auntie, can this really be done?"

Du Ruo nodded, seeing that Princess Fushun no longer touched the Buddhist beads in her hand, she loosened her grip on Princess Fushun's hand, raised her head, looked at Princess Fushun lovingly, twitched the corners of her mouth, and a tear appeared on her face. Still smiling ugly, said softly: "Princess, remember what Auntie said, if you want it, go for it!"

"But……"

"Hush!" Du Ruo raised her hand to her lips and made a gesture of silencing Princess Fushun. She raised her hand to caress Princess Fushun's beautiful face like a flower, and said softly: "No, but the winner is king. Loser Kou, remember, you are just taking back what belongs to you!"

"Auntie..." Princess Fushun's eyes turned red, and a tear fell from her face like that.

Du Ruo stretched out her hand to catch the tears that Princess Fushun blinked, "Don't cry, your daughter's tears are precious, and if you shed too much, they will be worthless!"

Princess Fushun nodded.

"Okay, let's go." Du Ruo raised her hand to stroke Princess Fushun's long black hair like satin, and straightened her clothes that couldn't see a single wrinkle. Beautiful, the fairies in the sky are not as good-looking as you!"

"Auntie, won't you go with me?"

Du Ruo shook her head, "I won't accompany you anymore, my aunt is watching you outside."

Fushun wanted to say more, but Du Ruo had already raised her hand to push her, "Go, remember what my aunt told you, just soak the Buddhist beads in the tea, and you'll be fine!"

(End of this chapter)