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Chapter 66 Lingyin Temple

Song Qinghuan was a little helpless, and smiled, "Shen Xiang also went to Lingyin Temple today?"

Shen Chuhan nodded, and cast a thoughtful glance at Song Qinghuan and Su Jingci, "Why, Your Highness doesn't welcome you?"

"How could it be?" Song Qing laughed happily, her eyes shifted without showing any traces, "I just didn't expect...Shen Xiangxiang was also interested in watching the peach grove."

Shen Chuhan nodded, with a serious face, only a pair of bright starry eyes, "I can't live up to the beautiful scenery on a good day."

Song Qing laughed happily, and said nothing more.

Seeing that the two of them showed no sign of leaving, Shen Chuhan raised his eyebrows slightly, "We still have to wait for someone?
Su Jingci smiled "hee hee", "Pingyang Diji also went together today, it's really lively now."

Shen Chuhan frowned calmly, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

Both Su Jingci and Shen Chuhan were here, and Song Qinghuan couldn't leave them to get into the carriage by himself, so they had to stand at the palace gate and wait together.

The sun is gradually rising, the morning mist has dissipated, and the temperature is gradually heating up.

After waiting for another cup of tea, Song Qingyi was still gone.

Song Qinghuan glanced at Su Jingci, who had nothing to do with him, then at Shen Chuhan, who was obviously impatient, frowned, and looked at Xiao Shunzi, "Why is Pingyang Diji still in the future?"

Xiao Shunzi wiped the sweat from his forehead, with a troubled expression on his face, "We told you to gather at Nanhuamen at [-]:[-], why don't you... the slaves go to Zhaohua Palace to have a look?"

Song Qinghuan glanced at the distance, retracted her long eyelashes, "No need, she's here."

Passing through the Nanhua Gate, she saw Song Qingyi rushing here with her maid.

Xiao Shunzi rushed to meet him.

Song Qingyi stopped in her tracks, said a few words to Xiao Shunzi, looked up at them, her eyes seemed to be bright, and a smile appeared on her cheeks.

She quickly left Xiao Shunzi behind and walked over with the maid.

His eyes paused on Shen Chuhan's face, and he said with a smile, "Third prince, Prime Minister Shen, I'm sorry for being late." He glanced at Song Qinghuan again, still smiling brightly, "Wuyang arrived really early."

Song Qing laughed happily, "It's not that Wuyang came early, I'm afraid the Second Huangjie misremembered the time." Her dark pupils were narrow, and she looked at Song Qingyi calmly.

Today she is wearing a fairy dress with a moon-white body, light powder on her face, red lips dyed, and only a peach blossom in full bloom with red cream between her eyebrows, which is delicate and clear.The black silk is pulled into a fairy bun, and a string of pearls and tassels is inserted into it, shaking slightly on the cheeks, like a fairy concubine.

Song Qinghuan sneered inwardly, it was strange that Dao came so late with such elaborate attire.

Glancing at the gurgling waves in Song Qingyi's eyes, she couldn't help but suddenly realized.No wonder Song Qingyi wanted to go together today, maybe...the ulterior motives were not in the bar.

Slightly squinting at Shen Chuhan, he quickly retracted his gaze.

Su Jingci smiled, unfolded the folding fan and shook it, "No problem, let's go."

Several people nodded in agreement, and each got into the carriage.

Soon, the convoy slowly headed towards the outskirts of the city. Qi Menqi followed the convoy solemnly, responsible for protecting everyone's safety.

Because Song Qinghuan's car was driven today by a servant in the palace, Liu Yue and Shen Xing cautiously did not say much along the way.Song Qinghuan's eyes were slightly closed, and she leaned against the wall of the car to rest her eyes.

With Song Qingyi here, she would probably be more relaxed today.After all, with Song Qingyi's temperament, everything must be the focus of everyone, so naturally it's not her turn.

After driving for more than half an hour staggeringly, we finally arrived at the foot of Ruyunfeng Mountain.

The mountain road from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain is relatively gentle, and horse-drawn carriages can still drive up.The convoy did not stop, and went all the way up the mountain.Afraid of the bumpy mountain road, the carriage moved a lot slower than before.The further up the mountain, the fresher the air.

Song Qinghuan lifted the curtain and looked out.

Song Qingyi's carriage led the way, followed by Su Jingci and Shen Chuhan. She was the last, so she was happy and relaxed.

The scenery on both sides of the mountain road slowly passed before the eyes, the greenery was verdant, full of vitality, and the cool breeze was blowing on the face, which made people feel refreshed and happy.

Suddenly, she felt someone's gaze fall on her.Looking up, she saw that Shen Chuhan in front of her also raised the curtain and looked back at some point, with clear eyes and brows, staring at her quietly.

Song Qinghuan was caught off guard by his clear and watery eyes, startled, smiled politely, and quickly put down the curtain.

The line of sight was cut off by the brocade curtain, but Shen Chuhan was not annoyed, he smiled lightly, turned his eyes, and looked at the sky in the distance, his eyes were full of brocade.

After another half an hour, the carriage finally stopped slowly.

After a while, Xiao Shunzi came over and asked respectfully outside the carriage, "Your Highness, we are halfway up the mountain. From here, we need to walk up the mountain."

"Okay, got it."

Song Qinghuan agreed, stretched comfortably in the carriage, looked at Liu Yue and Shen Xing, "Let's go, get off."

Su Jingci was the first to get out of the car, and walked around casually, with a relaxed expression on his face.

Song Qinghuan stood still and looked around.

The place where they are located is a wide flat land halfway up the mountain. After man-made excavation and repairs, it can accommodate more than a dozen carriages.

Looking forward, and then going up, the mountain becomes steeper, and the winding path winds all the way, with no end in sight.The top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the magnificent top of Liuli Temple is looming.

A group of people rested here for a while and began to climb to the top of the mountain.

Song Qinghuan had received many intensive trainings before crossing, and in this life, he has practiced martial arts with heavy brocade, so trivial matters such as climbing mountains are naturally out of the question.

Both Su Jingci and Shen Chuhan are martial arts practitioners, and they are also walking on the ground.

Only Song Qingyi suffered.

Her pampered Di Ji had ordered people to carry her up in soft sedan chairs the two times she came to Lingyin Temple. When did she experience such suffering?
Only halfway there, he was out of breath.

Shen Chuhan would not pay attention to her, and walked closely beside Song Qinghuan, without even looking at her.Su Jingci also talked to Song Qinghuan all the way, and never asked Song Qingyi too much.

Song Qingyi fell behind, gritted her teeth bitterly and looked at the three people who were walking a little far ahead, with a gloomy look in her eyes.This time, he couldn't care less about pretending to be generous and easy-going in front of Shen Chuhan, and glared viciously at the painting screen and painting fan behind him, and shouted, "Hurry up and help me up!"

Huaping and Huashan were in a hurry to respond, dragging their tired bodies forward, helping Song Qingyi to climb to the top of the mountain.

Sweating and raining all the way, the clothes were soaked several times, and the faint outline of Lingyin Temple appeared in sight.

The mountains and haze are deep, and Lingyin Temple is perched on the precipitous and protruding peak of Ruyun, which is magnificent and solemn.A vigorous bodhi tree stands at the gate of the temple, and towering ancient trees, dense pines and cypresses can be seen faintly in the temple.There is an ethereal Sanskrit singing in the ear.

After climbing up to a hundred or so high steps, everyone stopped.Song Qinghuan looked up at the majestic temple gate in front of the temple, and his heart was as clear as if washed by spring rain.

A monk had long been waiting outside the gate of the temple. Seeing the crowd coming, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute with palms together, and led a group of people to the temple.

Although Song Qinghuan lived two lifetimes, this was his first visit to Lingyin Temple.Walking ahead, looking around curiously.

Suddenly, a person suddenly rushed out from under the banyan tree, with his head down, as if he didn't see them, he staggered and bumped towards this side.

(End of this chapter)