Di Jingling gave a soft "hmm" and didn't react much.
On their way to Lingyin Temple with the emperor, Di Yanhen and Xiao Rourou actually caught up with them.
Di Yanhen rode ahead on horseback and reined in the carriage beside the emperor.
"Father, why didn't you tell me you were leaving the palace?"
The emperor frowned. "Why did I tell you I was leaving the palace?"
Emperor Yanhen knew he had spoken inappropriately and quickly corrected himself: "Father, it is dangerous for you to leave the palace alone. Your son can escort you."
Xiao Rourou also looked towards the Regent's carriage.
She gently tugged at Di Yanhen's sleeve.
Clearly, they then noticed that the Regent's carriage was ahead.
"Father, are you going to Lingyin Temple? Rou Rou and I also want to go to Lingyin Temple to pray for blessings."
Di Yanhen lowered his eyes, his smile still handsome and bright.
He glanced at Xiao Rourou's abdomen. "We want to ask for a jade pendant made by Guanyin, the Goddess of Mercy, to grant children."
The emperor glanced at his son with a cool expression, clearly seeing his ambition. He simply grunted twice and rolled down the carriage window.
He looked at his youngest son beside him.
"From now on, you must study hard, learn the art of governing a country from your Ninth Imperial Uncle, and learn martial arts to pacify the world, understand?"
The little guy was holding a cricket cage and didn't listen to a word.
He verbally agreed, but his attitude was perfunctory.
The emperor sighed deeply.
Giving the throne to Di Jingling would actually have been more appropriate... but back then...
As if struck by a thought, the emperor's eyes sharpened.
Lingyin Temple.
Xiao Tang noticed that the temple was on high alert today, as she had taken over the position of the fortune-telling monk for the past two days.
I originally thought that sitting in the fortune teller's seat would allow me to meet a few destined people...
But they found that they didn't encounter it.
A quick calculation reveals that a destined person will definitely appear today.
Xiao Tang had already taken her seat in the fortune teller's spot.
Abbot Fang was very nervous and directed the young monks in the temple to go out and greet them.
Xiao Tang quickly asked, "Abbot, do we have distinguished guests today?"
"Yes, a distinguished guest from the imperial court."
Xiao Tang's left eyelid was twitching badly...
A distinguished guest from the imperial court?
Emperor? Empress Dowager? Or... Regent?
Therefore, the master said, "You should also go out with me to greet him, lest we be blamed by the emperor."
The abbot said it was the emperor, and Xiao Tang finally felt relieved.
She kept her disguised in the temple, so even if the big villain came, he wouldn't be able to tell her identity.
She nodded and followed the abbot out to greet the emperor.
I thought it was just the emperor who had arrived...
As a result, two carriages were spotted in the distance, one of which was very flashy and looked very familiar, making one's heart tremble with fear.
Isn't that the Regent's carriage?
Xiao Tang: [I've screwed over a huge jerk!!!]
It seems like today is not a good day to show her face in public. This is absolutely terrible. How unlucky is she?
The emperor and regent alighted from their carriage, accompanied by Di Yanhen and Xiao Rourou, and of course, the young crown prince.
Xiao Tang felt a chill run down her spine and secretly wondered if she should slip away...
Suddenly, Di Jingling looked over there.
[I knocked, why is he looking over here?]
[The madman's eyes now are even more terrifying than when the poison took effect.]
Xiao Rourou approached Di Jingling discreetly, about to say something, when she noticed that the man's gaze was fixed on someone.
Following that gaze, she spotted Xiao Tang, who stood out somewhat among the group of bald monks.
Xiao Tang was wearing a simple light gray robe.
Among the group of monks, she stood out.
Who... is this?
She's so ugly; anyone who didn't know better would think the regent had taken a fancy to such an ugly monster.
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