Si Shaohua has been extremely happy since leaving the palace.
He sat in the carriage, occasionally lifting the curtain to look at the scenery outside.
We walked and looked along the way and soon arrived at Qing'an Temple.
Qing'an Temple is the most popular temple in Dalichao.
In addition to ordinary people who would burn incense and worship Buddha, many husbands and wives of high-ranking officials in the capital would also go to Qing'an Temple to worship Buddha.
The abbot of Qing'an Temple was summoned to the palace by Emperor Qingwu many times to discuss Buddhism with him.
Therefore, Qing'an Temple has an extraordinary status in the Dalikao.
Today Jiang Liu brought Si Shaohua to burn incense and worship Buddha. They were traveling in plain clothes, so not many people knew about it, let alone the Qing people.
When they arrived at Qing'an Temple, the temple was bustling with people coming and going.
Jiang Liu glanced at Si Shaohua, who was two steps behind him, and asked calmly, "Do you want to go with me to see the abbot?"
Si Shaohua shook his head directly, "Your Highness can go and do what you want. I want to take them to a quiet place to see the spring scenery."
Jiang Liu suddenly loosened his tightly clenched fists and slowly let out a breath.
"Okay, then I'll come look for you after I finish talking to the host."
"There are many people in the temple today, so be careful."
"Yeah." Si Shaohua said perfunctorily and impatiently led his people to walk in one direction.
Jiang Liu stared at his back for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, the indifference on his face seemed to be even stronger.
"Keep an eye on the master, don't let anything happen to him."
"Yes." Two cold female voices sounded in the dark, and then fell silent in an instant.
A Zen room with the scent of sandalwood and quiet decoration.
The old abbot of Qing'an Temple and Jiang Liu sat face to face.
"Your Highness." The old abbot had a kind face and greeted Jiang Liu in a gentle voice. His every move showed the contentment and simplicity of a hermit.
Jiang Liu returned the greeting.
He asked devoutly, "I would like to ask you for advice."
"please."
Jiang Liu pursed his lips, organized his words, and asked solemnly.
"Does the abbot know that there are some unspeakable supernatural beings in this world?"
The old abbot still had a gentle and simple smile on his face, "Since Your Highness has encountered it, then the proof exists."
Jiang Liu was certain in his heart that the old monk in front of him was indeed something special.
"I wonder if the abbot has a way to eliminate that kind of existence?"
The abbot shook his head, still smiling kindly, "The time is not right yet."
Jiang Liu choked, but soon a hint of joy emerged in her heart.
"What the abbot means is that when the time comes, there will naturally be a way to eliminate that supernatural being?"
The old abbot smiled but said nothing, but Jiang Liu's heart was completely at peace.
Then the two of them discussed Buddhist principles in the Zen room.
As the old abbot was speaking, he seemed to sense something and looked outside, with a complex emotion flashing across his eyes.
This emotion was fleeting, and even Jiang Liu on the opposite side didn't notice it.
at the same time.
Ling Yuan brought Lian Sheng into Qing'an Temple, and they went straight to the wishing tree in the temple.
"Ayuan, let's hang a prayer board here and pray together."
Ling Yuan frowned. She didn't believe it. She came here mainly because Lian Sheng wanted to come.
"I can't. You hang up. I'll go somewhere quiet to take a look. When you're done, wait here for me. I'll be back soon."
"Okay, then you go quickly and come back soon." Lian Sheng felt full of regret.
Seeing that he was a little unhappy, Ling Yuan immediately hugged the boy lovingly and coaxed him in a familiar manner.
"Ah Sheng, I'll be back soon."
"Yeah." Lian Sheng finally showed a happy smile on his face.
Ling Yuan took two guards, chose a direction and left.
As she walked, she came to a place where birds were singing and flowers were blooming.
This place is remote and no one who comes to burn incense has discovered it.
Ling Yuan was about to go inside with his guards when he suddenly saw a young man in white leaning on the railing in a pavilion not far away.
In his hand he held a bunch of wild flowers that he had picked from somewhere.
At this moment, the other party was looking up at the scorching sun in the sky, and the golden and fragmented sunlight was shining on his handsome face, which was eye-catching.
Ling Yuan stopped suddenly.
His eyes were full of amazement and admiration. He looked at each other obsessively, unwilling to look away his burning gaze for a long time.
What a handsome man.
That face and figure are much better than Ah Sheng's.
"who!"
Si Shaohua felt a pair of hot and wanton gazes looking towards him.
His expression turned cold and he looked at the other person.
What he saw was a pretty woman staring at him with an obsessive and wanton look.
An identity and name emerged in Si Shaohua's mind, Ling Yuan, the daughter of the Left Prime Minister.
He had seen her from a distance once before at a palace banquet.
Ling Yuan's wild, passionate and aggressive eyes should have made Si Shaohua angry.
But for some reason, looking at the other person's appearance, he didn't even feel the slightest bit angry.
Instead, the heart in my chest, which had been silent for a long time, began to beat violently.
Seeing him staring at her in a daze, Ling Yuan felt extremely proud.
She asked, with what she thought was an evil smile on her lips, staring straight at him.
"May I ask which family this young man belongs to?"
Si Shaohua came back to his senses suddenly, and looking at the smile on her face he blushed unconsciously.
He quickly lowered his head and did not dare to respond to the other party.
Ling Yuan was not discouraged and was about to walk towards the pavilion where the other party was.
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