Chapter 221: Buddhism Does Not Save Evil Doers
The night sky seemed very gloomy tonight. She walked out of Liuxian Pavilion with light steps and locked the door again. She protected the sandalwood axis and hurried back to the bedroom to change into dry clothes. She approached the incense burner, and the rich sandalwood from the burning incense quickly replaced the strange smell on her body.
Junlin immediately picked up a pen and wrote five words on a piece of paper: Come see me when you have time.
Let Shen Sinian come to the palace to take the sandalwood axe away and give it to Lin Junhuai.
She rolled up a thin piece of paper and stuffed it between the legs of the wooden bird. She looked out the window and carefully looked around. After making sure it was safe, she activated the mechanism and the wooden bird flew away.
The King of Southern Xinjiang will soon find out about what happened today, so she cannot act rashly. It is best for her to stay by the Queen's side and not arouse suspicion. That is why Shen Sinian took the opportunity to go to the palace with Yuzhu to meet the Emperor and take the things away.
After doing all this, she went to get a basin of hot water, adjusted the temperature, lifted the queen's veil, and began to wipe the face that was covered in black and purple spots, with closed, stiff and terrifying eyes.
Maybe she wanted to do more for the dead man to repay Tan Zhu's kindness, maybe she felt a little pity for the poor couple, or maybe she just wanted to put on a good show to prevent a surprise attack by the King of Southern Xinjiang.
I don’t know what she was thinking, but she seemed to be trying her best to cherish the man’s lover.
The corpse was horrifying and disgusting, but Jun Lin could see that beauty lies in the bones, not in the skin. The queen had beautiful bones, delicate and exquisite, and she must have been a gentle and virtuous beauty when she was alive.
Ugly cold corpse, who was the beloved one in the life.
Now that I think about it, that word "Qingqing" is too heavy.
Whether it is the gloomy and stubborn nature of being a younger brother or the unrequited love of his older brother, it is too heavy a burden for him.
She was concentrating on the task at hand. With a creak, the door was pushed open. The King of Southern Xinjiang saw the scene in front of him and slowly curled up the corners of his lips.
Chunhua is quite courageous, unlike the other palace maids who are almost shaking like sieves.
Jun Lin: "Your Majesty."
The Prince of Southern Xinjiang took the smooth square towel made of fine satin and gently wiped the Queen's cheek.
His eyes were like stretched maltose, sticky and soft, and he stared at the face that no longer looked human with an almost morbid obsession.
"How could I not love you?"
The handkerchief brushed across the corners of her eyes.
"No one will love you more than I do."
Under the dim candlelight, the man's complexion was cold and pale, and his usually gentle face now had a twisted madness.
"In a few days, Zhuzhu and Si Nian will be married, and your last wish will be fulfilled."
Tender and affectionate, he lowered his head and kissed the purple fingertips devoutly, while Jun Lin stood aside and watched with no change of expression.
So Lai Qichi's biological father is the deceased previous lord. In order to deal with the children born to the ministers and concubines, he fell in love with the queen at first sight. Although the two of them were in love, the King of Southern Xinjiang was not happy. The person his younger brother had secretly loved for many years was suddenly snatched away by his elder brother. Coupled with the ambiguous training of his elder brother, the younger brother had gone crazy a long time ago.
The King of Southern Xinjiang is a madman. Even though his madness has not yet fully manifested itself, Jun Lin has already been on high alert.
"Xuan Zhuzhu and the others will enter the palace tomorrow. It's time to set an auspicious date."
This was said to Jun Lin, who nodded and said, "I will go and pass on the order."
As she stepped out of the door and was about to leave, the man asked faintly, "Why aren't you afraid?"
Jun Lin's face was expressionless and he said, "Your Majesty, there is nothing to be afraid of except the human heart."
He paused when he heard this, then chuckled, "Yes, I am also afraid of human nature."
If Qingqing encounters any more accidents, he might be so crazy that he would do anything to ruin the whole game.
Perhaps it was just like the master, no, it was just like the Buddhist teachings that the emperor's brother recited every day. He murmured: "Always away from the Dharma, free and at ease, free and at ease, what can I do?"
Not being obsessed with appearance, being able to go vertically or horizontally, coming and going freely, he suddenly felt a yearning for it.
"Instant enlightenment and instant practice, without gradual steps, so no dharma is established. It seems that I should study Buddhism more. The changes in my mind these days have confused me."
He waved his hand to signal Jun Lin to leave. Jun Lin walked out of the bedroom and closed the door. His beautiful phoenix eyes stared straight into the endless abyss.
"What is the sequence of the extinction of all dharmas?"
She uttered Buddhist words, sneered, and disappeared into the night.
The ministers would occasionally recite Buddhist teachings to her while turning their beads. Le Zhou, whom she had only met once, would also mention it from time to time. Even the King of Southern Xinjiang wanted to enter Buddhism with his sinful body. The world suddenly became absurd.
When Yuzhu brought Shen Sinian into the palace the next day, Jun Lin bumped into Shen Sinian without blushing or beating his heart, and handed the sandalwood axle to him, using his wide sleeves to block out the view from others.
Yuzhu was furious and was about to accuse the maid of walking without paying attention to her eyes, but Junlin spoke first: "Don't blame me, Lord Shen. I will definitely wear glasses when I walk next time."
Shen Sinian's eyes trembled slightly, and he felt panic in his heart as he was irritated by her: "Nothing."
Yuzhu was angry at him for not fighting back: "You are going to be the son-in-law of the general's mansion in the future, can you be more courageous? This kind of servant who offends others should be dragged down and punished."
The young man had a paralyzed face like Jun Lin's, and the same expression as Chunhua's, which made it hard to find fault with him. Anyway, he usually looked paralyzed in front of Yuzhu.
"yes."
The King of Southern Xinjiang set the wedding date for seven days later. Shen Sinian was not in a hurry at all because Jun Lin had already arranged for the Mo family to take over. Once the Mo family intervened, the King of Southern Xinjiang would be busy enough to worry about it.
Shen Sinian brought the sandalwood axis back to their secret place. Lin Junhuai's cat eyes widened in surprise: "No way, you got it just like that?"
He pointed at Shen Sinian in disbelief and sighed, "What's going on? You've been lurking for a year, right? But you're only as good as Brother Xiaolin for a month?"
"Brother, are you serious?"
Shen Sinian simply ignored him and didn't want to have a boring argument with him, but Qiu Chan, who was standing next to him, had the same "I'm super serious" expression as Jun Lin and had to suppress his laughter.
Qiu Chan hasn't left yet. She wants to see Chunhua for the last time to say goodbye. Although Lin Junhuai explained that Junlin was an impostor and dressed as a woman, Qiu Chan, who had taken a bath with Junlin, knew the truth. She could only smile and keep the secret for her good sister.
Lin Junhuai looked at the sandalwood scroll over and over for a long time. The smile on his face disappeared without a trace. He walked straight to his bedroom with a serious look on his face: "Don't call me if you have nothing to do these few days."
Shen Sinian nodded solemnly: "But what did you find?"
Lin Junhuai frowned and said, "It's Gong Shu's mechanism. I can't figure it out at the moment."
He wants to go into seclusion and break the sandalwood axis.