Chapter 1621 Good omen

Nan Yan's eyes flickered: "Does the Emperor also think that there is something wrong with one of them?"

Zhu Feng smiled faintly and said, "Just like what the imperial concubine just said, once something happens, anyone looks like a murderer to me."

Nan Yan couldn't help but laugh too.

After laughing, Zhu Feng extended a hand to support his chin, rubbing his fingertips slightly, and said, "However, these two people are indeed in the Duwei Mansion and are close to Ye Zheng. They are the more suspicious ones."

“…”

"If it was really one of them who did it, why didn't they just leave after doing it?"

“…”

"I'm afraid there's another purpose."

Nan Yan asked, "Then what does the emperor have to say about this matter?"

Zhu Feng thought for a moment and said, "Just do as I said before. Find an excuse to send them away in a couple of days. Let's see what they have to say, or whether they will leave."

Nan Yan said, "Then let me handle this matter."

"Um……?"

Zhu Feng turned his head and looked at her, but frowned slightly.

Obviously, I don't want to.

He knew very well that this man had injured Ye Zheng so badly with a hidden arrow, but he had not been caught yet. He was like a hunter in the dark, and no one knew who his next target would be.

The last thing he wanted was to get Nan Yan involved in this kind of thing.

So he said, "This kind of thing has nothing to do with you."

Nan Yan said: "I have already followed the emperor here, how can you say it has nothing to do with me."

"But you know, there are dangers involved."

"Of course I know."

"Then you still—"

"Doesn't the Emperor have confidence in himself?"

“…”

This sentence actually stumped Zhu Feng.

Before leaving the capital and coming here, he said that he would protect her from harm.

but……

Just as Zhu Feng hesitated, Nan Yan continued, "In this matter, I just said a few words. What's the big deal? Your Majesty is too cautious."

“…”

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, and then he sighed when he saw her like this.

He only said: "But, you are not allowed to act on your own."

Nan Yan immediately said, "I understand."

Seeing her satisfied look, Zhu Feng couldn't help but shook his head.

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At this time, the news that Concubine Hui was going to Zhenjue Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha had spread. Zhenjue Temple was cleared out from top to bottom, and the mountain gate was closed tightly to prevent other pilgrims from coming.

When the time came, they saw a group of people arriving at the temple gate.

There were dozens of palace maids and eunuchs accompanying the convoy, and there was a team of guards in front and behind the convoy. The young palace maid Qiao Yun stepped forward and helped Concubine Hui Wu Wan get off the carriage.

The abbot and several young monks immediately stepped forward and knelt to greet him.

"Welcome Her Majesty Huifei."

"Get up."

Wu Wan raised her eyelids slightly and glanced at the huge plaque on the open gate, which had the three big characters "Zhenjue Temple" written on it.

She said, "Is everything arranged?"

The abbot lowered his head and said, "The temple has been cleared inside and outside. There are no other pilgrims disturbing the goddess. You can enter and worship the Buddha."

Wu Wan nodded.

Arrogantly, she said, "You all wait outside. I don't need you to serve me."

"yes."

So the abbot and the others stood at the door.

Qiao Yun supported Wu Wan and walked into Zhenjue Temple.

Although the Zhenjue Temple is favored by dignitaries, especially noble ladies, it is not because of its grandeur. On the contrary, the temple is very small, but because of its long history and many miraculous legends among the people, it has so many worshippers.

Wu Wan walked in and soon arrived in front of the main hall.

The entire Zhenjue Temple was built against the mountainside, and the main hall was on a relatively high flight of steps. They walked to the incense burner at the bottom of the steps. Wu Wan said to Qiao Yun and several guards, "You guys wait outside too."

Qiao Yun asked, "Your Majesty, don't you need your servants to serve you?"

"It's just burning incense and worshiping Buddha, you are not needed."

"But these guards—"

"We are already in the temple, there is no danger here."

"yes."

So, a few people stayed beside the incense burner, while Wu Wan climbed the high steps alone and walked into the hall.

Maitreya Buddha is enshrined inside.

In the main hall, incense and candles flickered, smoke curled up, and the Buddha's eyes were lowered, his gaze calm, as if he was quietly watching this prosperous and noisy world.

Wu Wan walked in and knelt on the mat.

He silently chanted a few words of blessing, then bowed, took the fortune stick box on the table, and shook it gently.

The rustling sound echoed in the quiet hall.

After a while, a stick fell down.

Wu Wan hurriedly picked it up and saw two lines of poetry written on it:

There is a bright day ahead, and there is nothing better than being patient and waiting for Bing Ding.

The rebirth of Longhu Lake is inevitable, and the spring breeze gradually brings surprise.

"this--"

She frowned as she watched.

Although she was well-versed in poetry and literature, she had no idea whether these fortune signs indicated good or bad luck.

At this time, footsteps were heard from the front.

Looking up, she saw a monk in a gray robe walking towards her.

The man was probably in his forties, thin. Although he was wearing a monk's robe, he had a worldly look on his face, especially his eyes, which were bright and cunning, always flashing with a restless light.

He said to Wu Wan, "Amitabha, this humble monk pays homage to the Empress Hui."

The abbot had said outside before that the main hall had been cleaned.

But for some reason, such a monk appeared.

Wu Wan didn't ask any more questions. She just glanced at him and said, "Master, can you interpret this fortune for me?"

The monk took it and looked at it, then raised his eyebrows slightly.

"This lot is very good."

"Oh? How?"

"This sign is about the transformation of the latent dragon."

"The latent dragon changes?"

"Indeed, the so-called latent dragon is hidden; change is communication."

Wu Wan frowned.

She didn't understand the fortune stick at first, and after this explanation, she didn't understand it even more.

Then he said, "Just tell me whether this lot is auspicious or inauspicious."

The monk smiled and said, "If a gentleman interprets this, it will be auspicious; if a villain interprets this, it will be ominous."

"oh……?"

Wu Wan's heart moved slightly.

She thought silently in her heart: What my father is going to do is naturally a gentleman's act, so this lot should be a good omen for him.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile.

Then he said to the monk, "Thank you, Master, for interpreting the fortune for me."

After saying that, he took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it to the man. The monk did not refuse. After taking it, he left the hall through the back door and disappeared like a gust of wind.

But Wu Wan didn't care about this at all.

She was relieved and walked out of the hall. Qiao Yun and the others were still waiting outside. Seeing that she had finished worshipping Buddha so quickly, they asked, "Is the Queen going back to the palace?"

"No rush."

Wu Wan raised her hand and said, "It's still early, let's take a walk here before leaving. Accompany me to the Zen temple behind."

"yes."