Mo Wen watched Xianzong guzzle the fine tea that should be savored carefully, raised his eyebrows, looked at the smooth stone ground in front of him, with a smile on his face, but said no more.
Xianzong still felt thirsty. Mo Wen didn't say anything. Xianzong was crying, so he didn't dare to speak either.
At this time, Gu Xinglang was drowsy in a royal blue sedan. Li Wan lowered her head and sat beside Gu Xinglang. The boss followed behind the sedan, and Xiao Wei walked in front. The group did not stop until they reached the palace gate.
A general of the imperial guards personally lifted the curtain of the sedan chair.
Li Wan lowered her head with her chin resting on her chest and clenched her hands together nervously.
"He is the one who guards the prince consort," Xiao Wei said beside the general.
The general felt that something was wrong with Li Wan. Not only did her clothes not fit her, but she was obviously trembling. Would a palace guard be so scared to tremble when escorting the prince consort out of the palace? "Whose commander are you under?" the general of the imperial guards asked Li Wan.
Li Wan's face was ruined after she entered the palace. She had been staying in the Buddhist temple. How could she know the names of the leaders of the imperial guards? She immediately began to tremble even more violently.
"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Gu Xinglang opened his eyes with difficulty and said, "I'm not feeling well. How long do I have to wait?"
Xiao Wei reached out and lowered the curtain of the sedan chair, saying, "General Liu, the Prince Consort will need to see the imperial physician after he returns home. What do you think of this?"
General Liu asked, "Where are their tokens for leaving the palace?"
"The emperor has given an order," Xiao Wei said, "General Liu can ask the eunuch on duty beside the emperor for a pass to leave the palace."
General Liu wanted to say something else, but another general named Qian came over and said, "Since the prince consort is not feeling well, you should return home as soon as possible and not delay his recovery."
"Hmm," Gu Xinglang responded in the sedan, and it was obvious that he was out of breath.
"Let's go," Xiao Wei ordered the two eunuchs carrying the sedan chair without waiting for General Liu to speak.
After the boss followed the sedan chair out of the imperial palace, he breathed the air outside the palace walls. Although there was no difference between the air inside and outside the palace, the boss felt like he was alive again.
The two generals of the Imperial Guards watched Gu Xinglang and his group walk away, and General Qian whispered to his colleague and friend, "The Princess and the Gu family are in favor right now, why would you offend Gu Xinglang?"
"But the imperial guard in the sedan chair..."
"Stop talking," General Qian interrupted General Liu and said, "Gu Xingnuo is still in charge of the palace. His Majesty won't ask about this. If you find something wrong, who can you ask for credit?"
General Liu was silent now. The young lady of the Zhao family assassinated the young master of the Eternal Life Temple. No matter how the matter was concluded in the end, General Liu did not believe that the Zhao family could turn things around.
"But why doesn't the princess go back home with her husband?" General Qian silenced his friend and muttered to himself.
General Liu did not respond to this. As for a person like the eldest princess, mortals like them can only look up to her. If they get close to her, they will probably die, right?
And where is Yu Xiaoxiao now?
Yu Xiaoxiao was standing on the roof of the courtyard last night. Standing here, the whole courtyard was in her sight. In the small courtyard below the house, there were three monks lying dead. Judging from the bones, these three were Wu Huan's followers. Yu Xiaoxiao felt that she was late. The death of these three Wu Huan's men meant that Mo Wen had already taken action.
I'll go.
Yu Xiaoxiao tapped her feet on the roof like beating a drum. Brother Gu had told her to be careful not to be followed by Mo Wen's men, but it turned out that their intelligence work had reached the point where they could find the enemy without tracking. What should she do now? Yu Xiaoxiao asked herself, should she go back and ask Mo Wen for the person?
Just when Yu Xiaoxiao was considering going back to the Imperial Palace, she heard a very slight moan behind her. Yu Xiaoxiao turned around quickly. There was a small courtyard behind the house, but with her eyesight, she didn't see anyone coming into the courtyard. Jumping down from the roof, Yu Xiaoxiao stood in the middle of the courtyard, holding her breath and listening carefully. Now, even the voices of pedestrians talking on the street outside the courtyard could be heard clearly by Her Royal Highness the Princess.
In the dungeon, the dusty corpse smelled of decay after being left overnight and into the morning. The two hearts that fell to the ground were incomplete, and it was unknown whether they had been eaten by rats or cockroaches.
The two monks stood in the cell, staring at Chen Qichenmie's corpse for a long time.
Outside the cell, Wuhuan stood against the wall, with five monks standing beside him, watching him closely.
"Monk with the surname Shachen, are you determined to go against the abbot to the end?" The monk standing in front of Wuhuan said this and turned to look at Wuhuan. The monk looked to be over seventy years old, but his eyes were bright and one could tell from the sound that he was a man of profound internal martial arts skills.
Wuhuan said nothing.
The two monks standing on both sides who were holding Wuhuan's hands saw that Wuhuan ignored the old monk's questions, so they both exerted force on their hands.
Wu Huan snorted.
The old monk looked at Wu Huan and shook his head, saying, "Back then, the abbot shouldn't have valued you."
Wu Huan waited until the pain in his wrist subsided before he said, "You, the head of the Martial Monks Academy, are the ones to deal with me. It seems that the headmaster still thinks highly of me."
The old monk said coldly, "What's the point of you being stubborn with me? You should think carefully about what you are going to say to the abbot when you see him later."
Wuhuan still had the wooden mask on his face, with large bloodstains on the mask, as if it had been stained with red paint.
"Bring Chen Qi Chen Mie with you," the old monk ordered, "and take him to see the abbot."
Several monks pushed Wuhuan out.
The old monk seemed to be certain that Wuhuan would not dare to resist, so he followed Wuhuan with his hands behind his back.
The two monks in the cell took off their robes, wrapped up Chen Qichen Mie's body, each of them held one body horizontally, chanted "Amitabha", and then walked out of the cell.
In the eyes of these seven monks, Wuhuan, the state teacher of Zhuri and the former junior teacher of Yongsheng Temple, is already a dead man. Not only did he leave Zhuri privately, but he also killed two eminent monks of the Chen generation. If the abbot Mo Wen does not execute Wuhuan for such a crime, how can he convince tens of thousands of monks of Yongsheng Temple?
The dungeon room was opened, and the sunlight hurt Wuhuan's eyes.
"Let's go!" The monk behind him pushed Wuhuan.
Wuhuan stumbled forward. He had no external injuries, except for a dislocated shoulder and several major acupuncture points on his body were blocked. Although he had lost all his martial arts skills, he was still unable to fight against the seven monks behind him.
"Who is it?" The old monk suddenly asked before he even left the dungeon.
Wuhuan was filled with despair and looked forward.
Yu Xiaoxiao stood in front of Wuhuan with her back to the light. She looked at the seven people behind Wuhuan and said, "Your master must have been a woman in his previous life. He slept with you and got pregnant, but you abandoned him and killed him to silence him. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so ruthless towards you in this life."
Wuhuan and the high monks of the Eternal Life Temple...
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