Chapter 95 Yu Qing
Wenxian Temple is located on a high mountain in the suburbs, not far away.
In December, the weather was cold and the mountains lost their greenery, appearing a bit desolate. Because it is a famous Taoist temple, it is quite lively with people coming and going and the sound of horse-drawn carriages.
Jing Xuan, wrapped in a thick cloak, sat in the warm carriage and staggered up the mountain.
Fortunately, the mountain road was not steep, and although it was a little shaky, it did not make her feel uncomfortable.
There weren't many people on this trip, at least not on the surface.
In addition to Jing Yun and Yuan Lianye, the fifth princess Jing Qiao also came, with a few maids serving them, and the rest of the people hid in the dark for protection.
When they arrived at the main gate of the Taoist temple, several people got off the carriage.
A gust of cold wind blew over, and Jing Xuan shrank her shoulders on the spot, shivered with cold, and exhaled a puff of white mist: "It's so cold."
Xia He quickly stuffed the hot water bottle into Jing Yun's hands and straightened her cloak, running around in a hurry.
Jing Yu smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."
Xia He turned a deaf ear to him and even considered putting another cloak on her.
"Xiao Xia, I just got out of the carriage and I can't get used to it for a while, don't worry."
Hearing this, and seeing that her face was rosy and she didn't want to be cold, Xia He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Jing Qiao, who had watched the whole process from the side, snorted twice and teased: "Little Princess, you are too delicate."
Jing Yu didn't respond, but glanced at her and took a breath: "Royal sister! There are bugs under your feet!!"
“Ahhhhhh!!!”
The fifth princess' screams continued for a long time.
She almost jumped up and hid behind Jing Xuan.
After finally calming down, he carefully looked over and immediately became so angry that his mouth twisted: "Where is the bug?!"
Jing Yu shrugged: "I saw it wrong."
Jing Qiao: “…”
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Yuan Lianye quickly persuaded them: "Alright, alright, go in quickly, it won't be cold inside, and there won't be any bugs."
The two sisters glared at each other and walked towards the Taoist temple together.
The main entrance is magnificently built, with mysterious and solemn cloud patterns carved on top and stone pillars on both sides engraved with various mythological stories.
After entering the door, what comes into view is a wide road paved with stone slabs, with carefully trimmed ancient trees on both sides reaching towering heights, quiet and peaceful.
Its main buildings are halls, wing rooms and courtyards.
The temple houses many statues of gods for people to pray and worship, while the side rooms are used for monks to rest and practice. They are distributed around the temple, forming a complete and well-arranged complex of buildings.
Wenxian Temple is very famous. Many royal nobles have become monks and practiced Buddhism here to cultivate their minds and bodies.
This was not the first time Jing Xuan and the others came here and they were very familiar with the procedures here.
After taking the incense from a monk, I walked into the temple.
There were three cushions in the hall. Jing Xuan knelt on them with ease, closed her eyes gently, and prayed devoutly.
——I hope my sister-in-law and the baby will be happy and free from disasters.
——I hope the soldiers at the border return safely.
——I hope my royal brother can return safely and with glory.
——I hope General Chu will not get hurt and return to Beijing as soon as possible.
She bent down before the statue and expressed her wishes, hoping that the god could hear her and bring peace of mind to the people she cared about.
After the blessing, they did not leave immediately.
The Taoist temple is quiet and remote, giving people a sense of peace and tranquility, enough to soothe all restlessness.
The abbot recognized them and led them to the courtyard at the back to entertain them. There is a bamboo forest in the backyard, towering into the sky, uneven in height, and a fresh and elegant atmosphere permeates the air. A layer of frost hangs upside down on the bamboo leaves, reflecting the winter sunlight, like a scene in a painting.
The abbot took them to a spacious room, burned some silver charcoal, and asked a young monk to take care of them: "How about you, the nobles, have lunch in the temple?"
Several people looked at each other and nodded: "Okay."
The temple master still had to go to the front yard to take care of some things, so Jing Yu didn't let her accompany him.
With the silver charcoal, Jing Xuan felt a lot warmer. She looked at the bamboo forest outside the window, resting her chin on her hand in a daze.
Suddenly, Jing Qiao beside him asked, "Little girl, are you in a bad mood recently?"
"No." Jing Xuan shook her head.
"I feel like you're always unhappy." Jing Qiao looked at Yuan Lianye, trying to find an ally: "Am I right?"
If it were in the past, Yuan Lianye would definitely stand on Jing Xuan's side, but this time, she nodded and agreed: "Indeed."
Jing Yu was silent for a moment, "I'm just a little worried."
"Worried?" Jing Qiao suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, worried about the Crown Prince?"
Jing Xuan nodded and opened her lower lip as if she wanted to say something.
"Don't worry." Yuan Lianye said, "You know, Dasui has won a great victory, and His Highness will return triumphantly soon."
"I know." Jing Yu was in a daze again and stopped talking.
Suddenly, a figure caught her attention and she looked over there.
I saw a woman in Taoist robes walking slowly through the bamboo forest.
She is not young, but has a stunning face. There are some fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but it does not affect her beautiful peach blossom eyes. Her eyes are curved inwards and outwards with a contradictory and cold look.
She strolled among the bamboo forest, her calm and elegant temperament surpassed the fresh and towering bamboo forest. At this moment, she seemed like a beautiful figure walking out of a bamboo forest painting.
“Eh…”
Everyone loves beauty. Jing Xuan's eyes lit up, her lips slightly opened, and she made an exclamation.
Seeing her like this, the two people beside her looked over. Yuan Lianye frowned slightly, "Is this... Madam Chu?"
Jing Yu turned her head sharply: "Who?"
"Mrs. Chu, General Chu's mother."
Jing Xuan was stunned.
I had heard a long time ago that after General Chu Yi passed away, his wife lived in seclusion in a Taoist temple and no longer reentered the world.
I didn't expect that she was in Wenxian Temple.
Perhaps she saw them as well, Mrs. Chu nodded slightly as a greeting.
Jing Xuan clenched her fists, as if to cheer herself up, and inadvertently puffed out her cheeks, even her eyes became rounder.
Seeing her like this, Mrs. Chu was slightly stunned and thought to herself: This little girl is quite cute.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, the little girl stood up and walked towards her.
The two people behind him looked confused, looked at each other, and followed.
Mrs. Chu watched her walk over quickly, her thick cloak was blown away, and she didn't even care that her hair was messed up.
The little girl might be in a hurry.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Chu stopped and smiled: "Miss, is there anything wrong?"
As soon as she smiled, all the coldness in her body faded away, replaced by gentleness and softness, and he just looked at her with a smile.
"Mrs. Chu, Mrs. Chu." Jing Yu didn't know why she came here, let alone what to say. She got excited and introduced herself foolishly: "My name is Jing Yu."
Madam Chu, also known as Yu Wei, was slightly stunned. "Seventh Princess?"
Jing Xuan nodded, her cheeks slightly red: "Madam, you can call me Xuan Xuan."
Yu raised her eyebrows lightly, had a guess in her mind, and raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "Okay, Xuanxuan." Jingxuan, who was always smart, had a blank mind and didn't know what to say.
Seeing her like this, the two people who followed her broke the silence and introduced themselves one by one.
"Madam Chu, I am the fifth princess Jing Qiao."
"Madam Chu, I am Yuan Lianye from the Prime Minister's Mansion."
At a glance just now, she saw that the three of them had outstanding looks and excellent temperament. She estimated that they were not from ordinary families, but she didn't expect that her guess was still a bit conservative.
Yu Qing looked at Jing Xuan who looked slightly annoyed, smiled secretly in his heart, and opened his thin lips lightly: "Xu Xuan, is it?"
Jing Yu widened her eyes and nodded stupidly.
"I heard Xiaomo talk about you."
Jing Xuan's heart pounded, and he was at a loss for a moment: "General, what did you say about me?"
Yu Qing thought: "Several years ago, that boy suddenly said - 'The Seventh Princess is so cute'."
Jing Xuan was completely dumbfounded and couldn't think straight.
The two people beside him were also stunned, with their mouths wide open, full of shock.
Yu chuckled and said, "After seeing her today, I found that Xiuxiu is really cute."
Jing Xuan blushed and stammered, "...Thank you, Madam Chu."
"Call me Aunt Yu." Yu Qing said, "Chu Mo will be back in a few days. I will ask him carefully to see if I remembered it wrongly."
She said she was asking, but in fact there was a gleam in her eyes, full of joy and curiosity.
Jing Yu's eyes trembled, and she asked in disbelief: "General Chu is coming back?"
"I just received the letter with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Yu Qing explained: "Perhaps you will be able to see the letter when you return."
Jing Xuan pursed her lips and smiled, her brows full of joy: "That's great."
The soft and tender little face is buried in the white fluff, which makes the face look even more cute. The amber eyes are sparkling, and it seems like stars are twinkling in the blink of an eye. It looks like a kitten with its tail lifted up, which is very cute.
Yu Qing's eyes were full of smiles.
——You are so good, Chu Mo. You are really amazing. You can make Xuanxuan fall in love with you even though we are thousands of miles apart.
She thought back to that day many years ago.
Contrary to his usual behavior, Chu Mo did not talk about the war. Instead, he slumped in his chair, stretching his limbs out in a non-seating manner, with a straight, unfocused gaze.
Yu Qingxin was so nervous that her heart was in her throat, worried that the protracted war would force him to collapse.
She hurried over and was about to speak, but she only heard the silly boy muttering almost in a sighing tone: "...The Seventh Princess is so cute."
Yu Qing: “……?”
What? ?
Then, the silly boy covered his face blankly again and giggled: "...I like it very much."
Yu Qing: “???”
One day, she found out that her son liked the pampered seventh princess, Jing Xuan.
But not long after, Chu Mo seemed to have put away all his love, and never said anything about the Seventh Princess again. He left the capital without looking back and headed for Yunan Pass thousands of miles away.
——Does Xiaomo still like the Seventh Princess?
Yu Qing didn't dare to think about this question, let alone think about it.
She could only persuade herself that Xiaomo didn't like it anymore.
The love of a young man is passionate but short-lived. Even though Chu Mo was acting out of character that day and threw away all his rationality like never before, he could only repeat -
"The Seventh Princess is so cute."
“…I like it very much.”
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