"?"
Before I opened my mouth, I felt it was difficult to speak, but after I shouted it once, it seemed as if my whole throat was smooth.
It’s not as difficult as you imagine.
"Auntie!"
Chu Aotian slammed the table, "I know about your relationship with the emperor's uncle, and I know that you will definitely get married in the future, but aunt, you must remember that we grew up together, and we have the best relationship in the world!"
He wanted to hold Chu Li's thighs tightly.
As long as Chu Li is around, the emperor's uncle will never be able to bully him in the future.
Chu Li opened her mouth, and now she was the one who was speechless.
She hasn't considered getting married yet.
but……
According to the uncle, he wants to adopt the eighth brother's son and raise him as his own. If the eighth brother knows that the uncle is planning to snatch his son away...
Chu Li wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and said in a weak voice:
"Eighth brother, don't worry, we are the best in the world. No matter what, I will always be by your side."
With these words, Chu Aotian felt relieved.
Have a good sleep tonight.
As a result, I dreamed that my son was kidnapped.
Wake up immediately:
"Where's my son? Someone, come quickly, my son is missing... Wait, no need, I don't think I have a son."
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The next day, the sky was clear and the air was fresh.
Concubine Wen had sent people to prepare gold ingots, paper money, fruit, incense, candles, and money bags and lucky bags the day before. Chu Li accompanied her to Tianling Temple to burn incense.
The carriage was moving slowly, and Chu Dichi sent Jingying to drive the horses and provide adequate protection.
"Thanks to God, my raccoon survived the disaster and is still here today. I have to thank the Bodhisattva very much."
"Mother, how many banknotes are in your lucky bag?"
"Five hundred taels."
“This is too much!”
"The money I offer to the Buddha is not much. No amount of money is as important as you."
Concubine Wen held her hand lovingly, lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked at the scenery outside receding, gradually approaching the foot of Tianling Temple:
"Li'er, you know, mother actually likes Tianling Temple very much."
Chu Li responded:
"I know. Mother is gentle and kind-hearted. She comes here to burn incense and worship the Buddha all year round. No matter if I'm sick or feeling uncomfortable, you always like to worship the Bodhisattva and ask him to bless me."
She said it was superstition.
It is better to pray to yourself than to pray to the Buddha.
However, people of my mother's age are all superstitious.
Concubine Wen looked at her and smiled with a complicated expression.
because……
Seventeen years ago, you were picked up from the foot of the mountain at Tianling Temple...
At the beginning, she gave birth to the ninth prince prematurely. The child was weak and sickly since childhood, so she often came to worship Buddha and burn incense.
When the Ninth Prince was more than three months old, he had a high fever and died in her arms. She wanted to jump off the cliff in despair to follow him, but she unexpectedly found a swaddled baby girl thrown in the grass.
At that time, she was about the same age as the Ninth Prince.
She was born not long ago, so small, and it was such a cold day. Her face was red from the cold, and she cried so hard that her heart almost melted.
She picked her up and raised her as a replacement for the deceased Ninth Prince.
In the blink of an eye, seventeen years have passed.
"Tanari, you've grown up."
She likes to come to Tianling Temple because the Buddha gave her a daughter to continue their mother-daughter relationship.
Chu Li shook his head, "Mother, we are here!"
Jump off the carriage.
He carried the basket, supported Concubine Wen, and accompanied her up the mountain. He ran very fast and was very strong, but Concubine Wen was exhausted and gasping for breath.
Finally climbed up the mountain.
Concubine Wen took the basket over and said, "Li'er, I'm going to go inside and burn incense first. You can play by yourself for a while."
"knew."
Tianling Temple is a national temple with a long reputation and a long history. It is the most famous temple in Da Chu. Many common people come from miles away to worship, and there are constant incense burning in the temple every day.
Chu Li picked up a maple leaf that had not yet turned yellow and walked into the temple.
People were chatting and laughing in and out, young monks were sweeping up fallen leaves, and senior monks were ringing bells, long and long...
That's just the life of the world.
Chu Li was spinning the maple leaf on his fingertips, and when he turned his head inadvertently, he saw a familiar figure.
"Master Guiyi."
"Thank you, benefactor."
Master Guiyi also saw her and walked towards her with a smile. The burns on his face were obviously very horrific, but in Tianling Temple, a spiritual and peaceful place, he was very gentle and approachable.
"Thank you, benefactor. How come you have time to come to Tianling Temple today?"
"To accompany my mother."
Recently, I have been very busy because of the poisoning of King Xian.
"I wonder how my godfather is doing these days?"
"Thank you, don't worry. I go down the mountain every other day. He works, cooks, and feeds the chickens and ducks every day. He is doing very well."
Having said that, Chu Li still decided to pick a day to go and take a look.
Visit at least four times a month.
Chu Li and Master Guiyi walked side by side in the corridor, watching the people burn incense and pray for blessings. The incense was slowly burning. Master Guiyi tilted his head and said:
"Thank you, sir, maybe you have something bothering you."
"I?"
"Your forehead is slightly dark, which indicates that you are about to suffer misfortune. This position is the marriage palace, which implies that the person in front of you is not your true love."
Chu Li suddenly stopped.
What's the meaning?
If it's not the right fate, then is it the wrong fate? The wrong fate?
Are you referring to Chu Dichi?
"Master Guiyi also knows how to read faces?"
"Amitabha," Master Guiyi put his hands together, "I have not asked about worldly matters for a long time. What I just said was just nonsense and a joke. Thank you for not taking my words to heart."
Words spoken, water spilled, ripples created, how can we ignore them?
Master Guiyi has left, but Chu Li’s heart is still turbulent.
What exactly did he mean by that?
The person in front of you is not a good person?
Will there be any result between her and Chu Di?
"Tanari? Tanari?"
"Um?"
Chu Li came back to his senses and saw that Concubine Wen had come out.
"What are you thinking about? I called you several times before you heard me."
"Nothing, mother, are you done with your work?"
"Well, let's go to the foot of the mountain and have a bowl of noodles before returning to the palace. I have been eating at the noodle shop at the foot of the mountain for seventeen years."
"Seventeen years, isn't that the same age as me?"
Concubine Wen just smiled and said nothing, and went down the mountain with her.
After the meal, Jingying drove the carriage to send Concubine Wen back to the palace first, and then send Chu Li back to the Coral Waterside Pavilion.
"Thank you, Miss. We are here."
"Thank you."
Chu Li lifted the curtain of the car, and when his feet landed on the ground, he saw standing before him was the Regent's Palace.
She was slightly stunned: "Why are you here?"
Jingying smiled: "This is the master's order, thank you, Miss."
Chu Li was slightly suspicious and hesitated for a moment, then stepped onto the steps. As soon as he reached the door, the solid copper door opened neatly on both sides:
"Welcome, Ms. Xie!"
The servants lined up in two rows and knelt on the ground for a long time.
At the end of the "long dragon", a man in a purple robe stood lazily on the steps, with his right hand behind his back and his raised left hand holding something, playing with it wantonly.
"Xiaojiu, come here."
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