Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 587
A Taoist nun met outside the city, Zishu's eyes widened slightly, almost subconsciously wanting to say something, Fang Chen took a look at him, and then held back the surprise in his throat.

Chai Yu hurriedly said: "Young Master, I beg you to save Eldest Young Master, Eldest Young Master also thought she was just a Taoist nun from an ordinary temple, so he didn't know."

Fang Chen glanced at him, then left without looking at Boi Yu.

Chai Yu looked at his back, eyes filled with disbelief: "Young Master, Young Master, please save Eldest Young Master!"

"Little brother..." Fang Ziwei watched over there, and hurried over.But when she came over, Fang Chen had already gone a long way with Zishu, she yelled twice and saw that Fang Chen didn't look back, so she had no choice but to give up.

Chai Yu looked at Second Miss: "Second Miss, what... what should I do?"

Fang Ziwei pondered for a while, and said gently: "You go outside to watch, remember to invite the doctor over, and show the elder brother the injury later. When the younger brother comes back, Dad may change his mind."

Boi Yu was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the gentle second lady with a puzzled face.

Fang Ziwei didn't say much, nodded at Zhi'er, turned and walked away.

Chai Yu was taken aback again, but he was still obedient and didn't catch up. After thinking for a while, he quickly got up and went to ask the doctor.

The Qingfeng Temple in winter is still hidden among the mountains, but compared with the green onions in summer, the mountains and forests in the twelfth lunar month of winter are covered with snow everywhere, just like a transcendent snow-capped mountain.

The snow on the road is very deep, and occasionally you can hear birds jumping in the jungle.The mountains and forests that were originally blooming with colorful flowers are now covered with a vast expanse of whiteness.I can't see where I came from, and I can't see where I'm going.

The ups and downs of the mountains twist and turn, I don't know where they spread, I don't know the road ahead is long, where is the front?This is a detached mountain forest, without the hustle and bustle of Jingling City, but with a touch of tranquility and tranquility.

The small lake outside the temple has not frozen over.And the depression that spread to the low part of the lake has already formed glistening ice at this moment, reflecting the snowy scenery of the mountains and going deep into the world of snow.

The blue lake water reflects the white snow, the crystal snow peaks meander in the green mountains, the simple and exquisite temples, and the fields where white doves fly, impact people's vision.

The peaks and forests are scattered in different poses and with different expressions.Dotted with white snow, it becomes the most beautiful landscape of Qingfeng Temple.In the white snow, there is a faint blue mist looming in the depths of the forest.

The flowing stream is still flowing silently and circularly, as if singing a silent song, not seeking to find a confidant, but only wishing to flow forever.

Walking in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, Zishu saw that the noble and elegant young master was struggling a bit, and couldn't help frowning: "Young master, it's such a long way, and it's still far from Qingfeng Temple, why don't we take a car?" ?”

Fang Chen smiled, elegantly and gently, the boy's eyes became brighter and brighter in the sea of ​​white snow.

"Because we're going to beg someone."

Zishu was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't dare to say anything: "Young master? Are you dizzy by the matter of the eldest master?"

Fang Chen smiled, his eyes moved up slowly, as if he had jumped over layers of mountains, and saw the Qingming cloud sea that formed a sea of ​​snow and ripples.

The snow is clear at the beginning, and the white clouds are surging like tides, streaming down dazzling cloud shadows on the top of the undulating snow mountain.

"Zishu, have you forgotten that deep in the forest, on the top of the snow, is the Qingfeng Temple?"

Zishu shook his head quickly, his eyes widened: "How is it possible? Even if Zishu forgets about other temples, he will never forget the Qingfeng Temple here."

Suddenly, Zishu's expression changed, and he looked at his young master in disbelief: "Young master, you...are you going to find..."

Fang Chen smiled warmly, that smile made the snow-like world a little more warm and less chilly.Looking at the dumbfounded Zishu, Fang Chen said gently, "The only ones who can step into this land are Taoist nuns from Qingfeng Temple."

Zishu patted his head with his hands, and suddenly realized: "Yes, young master, Zishu is confused, how could Zishu forget such an important thing!"

Fang Chen didn't care, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, let's try to get to Qingfeng Temple before dark, otherwise it may be difficult to see Master Juechen."

Zishu didn't dare to delay, and he didn't dare to complain that he couldn't enter the forest by car.He complained before, after all, there is so much snow now.

Even if it is sunny today, the deep mountains and old forests plus the cold winter wind and snow, wrapped in a thick coat, feel extraordinarily cold.

He glanced at the family member of Taifu's mansion who was left far behind by them, and hurriedly turned his head and climbed up the mountain.Along the way, what he was most worried about was nothing but the young master's body.

But seeing the anxiety hidden in the young master's eyebrows, he didn't dare to mention the physical problem again, he gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

Before night fell, the master and servant finally saw the gate of Qingfeng Temple from a distance.The hundred-step steps in front of the temple are clean without any snowflakes.

With his hands on his hips, Zishu lifted his head out of breath to look at the high gate of Qingfeng Temple, panting heavily, "Young master, we're finally here!"

Fang Chen's breathing was also unsteady, his handsome cheeks were flushed from climbing the mountain all afternoon, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead at the moment.

Raising his sleeve and gently wiping the sweat from his forehead, Fang Chen said worriedly: "It's still late, the gate is closed now."

Zishu's legs were numb, and he looked at his young master with some discouragement: "Young master, I...we have tried our best."

Shaking his head lightly, Fang Chen said: "Forget it, if you come, please be safe, and go up and knock on the door."

Zishu nodded, and the master and servant continued to walk upwards.When they reached the gate of Qingfeng Temple, the closed gate suddenly opened wide.

The two were taken aback for a moment, and at the moment the gate opened, there was a heavy ringing of bells from the temple, each sound piercing into people's hearts.

The entire Qingfeng Temple is immersed in a silent sadness at the moment. In the silence of the dark night, with the cold wind and white snow, it tells the sad story in the temple.

The moment he heard the sound of the bell and drum, Fang Chen's body trembled, he almost couldn't stand still, and staggered into the gatepost of Qingfeng Temple.

At the same time, his flushed cheeks from running all the way just now became pale and pale at this moment.

Zishu was a little dazed, but subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to support his young master's body.

In the end, because he was too tired from climbing the mountain just now, he staggered and hit the pillar directly. He ouched, but quickly covered his mouth.

The two young Taoist nuns who came to knock on the door were stunned when they saw the two, and now there was a bit of surprise on their sad faces.

"Who are you?"

Zishu hurriedly opened his mouth to speak, Fang Chen had already stood up, and respectfully bowed to the two little Taoist nuns with a [-]-degree salute.

The two little Taoist nuns were terrified, and asked quickly, "Why do you give such a big gift, my lord?"

The young Fang Chen's face was full of pain, and his bright eyes were covered with a layer of mist at this moment.

There was a bit of sadness in his expression, his eyes were slightly dazed, and his whole person became a little sluggish at that moment.

So much so that the little nun on the left of the two asked again: "Why did you give such a big gift?"

Slightly taken aback, Fang Chen looked at the two young Taoist nuns and asked respectfully: "Under Xiachen, I came to visit Master Juechen, and I hope the two Taoist nuns will recommend you."

(End of this chapter)