Chapter 1057 Will it be very majestic?
Fu Zhaoning looked out and saw a tall young man.
She felt that this should be her hometown.
Because he has an indescribable temperament, perhaps it's because he grew up in such a place for a long time.
"I'll be right there."
Xiao Lanyuan nodded and put on his mask again.
Sang Zi turned his head, looked at Fu Zhaoning and bowed slightly.
"Please bring the princess with you, Your Majesty. Madam Cheng has already gone there with Princess Fuyun."
"good."
Xiao Lanyuan waved to Fu Zhaoning.
Fu Zhaoning came out.
"Is this Sangzi?"
"right."
"Very elegant." Fu Zhaoning looked at Sang Zi's departing back.
"Hmm?" Xiao Lanyuan held her hand, "Please be kind and stop praising other men in front of me."
"Can't I just admire it?"
"Well, no."
Fu Zhaoning suppressed his laughter. "That's enough. Even the people around the master are jealous."
However, Madam Cheng had already taken Princess Fuyun to the abbot's place, and Fu Zhaoning also felt that he should go quickly, otherwise it would be impolite to keep the abbot waiting for too long.
"Xiaoyue, Baihu, bring the gifts."
Xiao Lanyuan saw Baihu and Xiaoyue each holding a box, "You also prepared two gifts?"
"The more gifts, the less blame. One was prepared for me by my master, and the other was prepared by myself."
Naturally, she also brought the incense that Mr. Ji gave her.
The group passed through two halls, walked through a corridor, and passed the Weixiang Garden. Fu Zhaoning leaned over to take a look, and it was indeed very beautiful and delicate. At this time, many flowers had bloomed, colorful and beautiful.
However, this Weixiang Garden is somewhat out of harmony with Youqing Peak as a whole.
It's like a bunch of flowers suddenly blooming in a cool and pure environment.
She had no interest in going in.
"I heard that Princess Fuyun really likes this Weixiang Garden. She sat here for quite a while and praised it highly."
Eleven said to Fu Zhaoning.
"How long have you been paying attention to her sitting here?" Fu Zhaoning was a little surprised.
"Isn't this just a wandering around when you have nothing to do? I haven't been to Youqing Peak for a long time."
So he took the opportunity to pay attention to Princess Fuyun.
Although none of them said anything, they were actually a little worried. They were mainly worried that the abbot liked Princess Fuyun more and would persuade the prince to marry the princess into the palace.
In recent years, they have all realized that someone like the princess would never share a husband with other women.
Even if the husband is a prince, even if the other person is the eldest princess.
According to other girls' ideas, the prince and the eldest princess really didn't bully her. Being able to be on an equal footing with the eldest princess should be comforting to an ordinary girl, who should think that the prince values her very much and puts her first.
If the prince really welcomes the eldest princess into Prince Jun’s Mansion, then they will most likely lose this princess.
How can that be possible?!
Compared to the eldest princess, they certainly want Fu Zhaoning.
Fu Zhaoning didn't notice their little thoughts.
She had already seen three young men in sky blue robes in front of her, standing in an open space in a corner and practicing martial arts.
They all look like they are only thirteen or fourteen years old, but when they punch, they are very graceful and have a bit of ethereal air.
"Are they the master's disciples?" Fu Zhaoning asked.
"No, the master does not accept disciples." Xiao Lanyuan said, "They are Sang Zi's disciples."
Pfft. This surprised Fu Zhaoning.
Sang Zi has already accepted disciples, they are young and promising. And looking at these three young men, if they were released, they would probably be considered masters.
"So, Sangzi is very good at martial arts?" Fu Zhaoning asked a little curiously.
"Yeah, it's pretty good."
Qing Yi turned around and said, "Of course I am still far from being a match for the prince."
Fu Zhaoning raised his eyebrows.
She didn't respond, but looked around.
"What are you looking at?" Xiao Lanyuan asked.
"Didn't Tang Wujuan come in first? Where did he go?" Fu Zhaoning originally wanted to ask, maybe Tang Wujuan came in and heard that the abbot was in seclusion, so he left again?
Her feelings towards Tang Wujuan are a little complicated now.
She also wanted to verify his background, whether he was her online friend, whether the uncle he mentioned really existed, and whether he really died in the fire in the border town.
If the master she and Mr. Ji invented really happened to be the same person as Tang Wujuan's uncle, then she really couldn't explain it clearly.
Especially if the other person happens to be good at medicine.
Should I acknowledge this marriage with Qingtong Mountain or not?
"What do you want to do with him?"
Although Xiao Lanyuan was comforted by her just now, he still felt a little jealous when he saw Fu Zhaoning looking for Tang Wujuan's whereabouts.
He didn't even bother to ask anyone to check where Tang Wujuan had gone.
"I'm just curious about his relationship with the master."
"I've never seen him in Youqing Peak before."
"But he obviously knew you."
"Who doesn't know this king?"
Okay, okay, it’s great that you’re famous, okay?
"The master is waiting, please." Sang Zi was standing outside the door and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them coming. Fu Zhaoning caught his reaction and found it interesting.
Not much time had passed since he called them, and she did not delay, so it could not be said that they had kept the master waiting for a long time.
So what does it mean to see their reaction?
Did the master of the temple really think that they were too slow and was getting impatient waiting?
Maybe the old man has a weird temper?
Fu Zhaoning was thinking in her heart when her hand was held by Xiao Lanyuan. He held her fingers tightly and led her into the door.
The place where the master of Youqing Peak lives is named Wujing Pavilion.
But in reality, it is so quiet here that not even a bird can be heard.
As soon as Fu Zhaoning stepped through the door, he felt his heart beating slightly. He inexplicably felt that Wujing Pavilion had a restrained yet powerful sense of oppression.
She guessed that this might be due to the combination of Feng Shui and formations, which created a special magnetic field in the space.
But she didn't quite understand why the place where she lived was arranged like this.
"Are you okay?" Xiao Lanyuan asked her softly.
The fact that he asked this question showed that he also knew the mystery of Wujing Pavilion.
"It's okay." Fu Zhaoning shook his head, his expression returning to calm.
Xiao Lanyuan nodded.
Entered the square courtyard and the hall.
The room was quite spacious, with one person sitting on the upper armchair, Madam Cheng and Princess Fuyun sitting on the left, and Tang Wujuan, who Fu Zhaoning had just been asking about, sitting on the right.
He hasn't left yet and is still here?
After Sang Zi followed them in, he walked over and stood next to the person in the upper seat.
Fu Zhaoning also looked over there.
Would the old man, the master of Youqing Temple, be very majestic?
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