Rebirth: Vicious Abandoned Princess

The outskirts of Mojing.

Fanjue temple.

The solemn sound of the bell reverberated, and an elderly monk walked across the bamboo path to a small house.

"Your Highness."

The withered hand tapped on the wooden door.

The man inside did not answer, so he opened the door.

"You old monk, you really don't have rules. If I asked the girl of Feiyan building to talk about life in it, wouldn't it be bad for me to come in so rashly?" The blue figure of the lake turned back to him, and his voice was frivolous and casual.

The old monk took a glance in the room and said, "Amitabha, the Buddhist gate is a quiet place. Please don't be here before the moon."

Although he was old, he could vaguely recognize the delicate features between his eyebrows. He was supposed to be a handsome man at that time.

When Zhuo Qingyu saw that he was so rigid, he only hummed and said, "you are an old monk, you must be a wooden fish when you are young!"

Smell speech, old monk Leng Leng, seem to think of some of the past, full of gullies on the face of some helpless smile.

"Maybe I can only be a wooden fish monk from the beginning to the end."

"Tut, it's boring." Zhuo Qingyu took the Scriptures in his hand and didn't talk much nonsense. He got up and went outside.

These days, he was busy in the dark, but he would still find time to copy a passage from fanjue temple.

Although he did not know who the Scriptures were copied to, he took the trouble to write them again and again on the yellowing paper.

Passing by the old monk's side, the other side suddenly said, "Your Highness, is your wish now?"

Zhuo Qingyu is stiff.

"What wish can I have? I'd better eat and sleep well every day. I'd better have three or two beautiful beauties in my arms, and I'll have no regrets in my life." He pulled out his folding fan and walked out of the room.

Seeing that he refused to tell the truth, the old monk could only tell the truth: "Amitabha, it is said that Murong father and daughter are carrying out the punishment of lingchi outside Xuanwu Gate today. Is all this really what your highness wants? "

Zhuo Qingyu has a pause at his feet.

After a long time, he said, "monks should not be involved in the world of mortals. The master seems to have been too lenient."

"I just want to persuade your highness that there is no limit to the sea of suffering, and that you will be saved."

When is it time for injustice to be reciprocated.

The past will become the past, and the dead will never come back.

It's just that he spent half his life trying to understand it, and he How long will you persist?

The blue corner of the lake brushed his white cloth clothes. Looking at Zhuo Qingyu's back, the old monk could only utter a long sigh.

On the way, he suddenly stopped and said, "by the way, master, I have copied the last set of scriptures. From tomorrow on, I will not come back to fanjue temple."

"Will your highness not come for a while, or will he never come again?"

Although he asked, he already had the answer in his heart.

As expected, Zhuo Qingyu made a bow to him respectfully and solemnly, and said slowly, "master daorao has been in meditation for years, and Qingyu is ashamed to say goodbye."

He has chosen the future.

Farewell today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet again in the future.

When the figure went far away, he sighed: "fate is hard to disobey. After all, you still choose this road."

Then he shook his head and went into the room.

Farewell to the old monk, Zhuo Qingyu wanted to go to Feiyan building to see the beautiful ladies who had been away for many days, and comfort his tired body by the way.

But just out of the gate of fanjue temple, he saw Qingrong riding a horse in a hurry. Seeing him, he opened his mouth and said, "Your Highness, the king of Qi has found you. There are many things in the Ministry of work. The Lord is waiting for you. Let me take you there?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Qingyu is desperate.

Ministry of works, Ministry of works again!

Zhuo Jinshu's position as crown prince was abolished and the sacrifice to heaven was suspended. However, the canal flood has not been solved, so the heavy burden falls on Zhuo Junli And on him.

If you can, Zhuo Qingyu really wants to kill the big gray wolf with a fan.

Even if he has caused a lot of trouble, why should he be involved?

These days, in addition to come to fanjue temple to copy scriptures, he basically eat, drink and sleep in the Ministry of labor!

The big wolf was very good. He went home to coax his daughter-in-law when it was time every day. When he left him alone in the Ministry of work, he was asked why he was suffering. The other party only answered: who made you not have a family.

It's insane. There's wood!

What's wrong with a single dog? Can't a single dog get angry?

He also wants to go home, he also wants to go to feiyanlou to feel the gentle countryside, but why is the gap between people so big, why is he always squeezed?

"Qingrong, go and tell your prince that I am tired for days and feel ill. I'm afraid I can't accompany him to the workshop to move bricks. Let him enjoy it Oh, no, it's asking him to be more tolerant. "

After that, he shamelessly turned on the horse, ready to run away.Qingrong didn't stop him, but gave him a sympathetic look, and then he could resist the horse and step back.

Behind him, he came in white clothes, carefree and carefree.

"I'm ashamed to say that the seventh brother is not well, and he didn't realize it. However, there is a doctor in this palace who has been instructed by the doctor of ghost valley. If you don't dislike it, why don't you go with your brother to the virtuous palace? " You are smiling at him.

Poor someone just got on the horse, and almost rolled down.

"You, you, you Why are you here? "

"Naturally, it's about your safety. Come and have a look. Since the seventh brother is not well, why don't you go back to the palace with me now He came slowly towards him, covered with inexplicable danger all over his body.

Zhuo Qingyu had a cold war. He swore that if he really followed him today, he might be able to cure him of his illness.

It's not cost-effective to give up a long life for the sake of short-term happiness.

After a second of thought, someone quickly withered.

“…… Do you have to squeeze me to death to be satisfied? "

"Of course not," Zhuo Jun blinked innocently, his tone was very serious, "I will still give you a breath."

“……”

Zhuo Qingyu's mood is restless and his Qi and blood are surging. He is likely to die of anger in minutes.

But the culprit looked at him with an innocent face.

"Forget it. I'm too lazy to talk to you. I'll go. I can't go yet." He complained about it, so he turned the horse's head and went to the work department.

On the road, two people walk side by side, both sides full of spring.

The man beside him suddenly said, "today is the day of execution."

"I know."

"Since you have been waiting for this day for so many years, why not go and see it?"

“…… You didn't go either. " Zhuo Qingyu bowed his head and his voice was dull.

The reason why he was able to leave Zhuo Jun on the same front was that they had the same goal and the same hatred.

The world only knows that his mother is a high queen, but does not know that he is not her mother!

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