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The Wenshu Monastery built on the mountain could not accommodate the cavalry and infantry teams, so they were all stationed at the foot of the mountain.

Emperor Jianxing only brought Chu Yin, Lu Jingchen and other family members, as well as ten military generals, twenty eunuchs and ten palace maids to Wenshu Temple.

Mount Yan is high and steep, and the sound of Chu people was carried up the mountain on a sedan chair.

Along the road, there are lush green trees, blooming summer flowers, and hundreds of birds singing, making you feel like you are in a painting.

The two children also watched intently.

When you reach the top of the mountain, you will see clouds and mist swirling around, as if you are in a fairyland.

Lu Jingchen suddenly said loudly: "Father, this is the spiritual spring, right? You mentioned it to me before, and it is exactly as you said."

Hearing the sound of water, Chu Yin looked to the side and saw a white rainbow hanging on the mountain wall. Snowflakes were flying and the cool air came with the wind, making people shiver.

It is indeed a summer resort.

Wenshu Temple is in front.

The crowd got off the sedan chair and walked towards the temple.

The abbot had been waiting since early morning, leading a group of monks to kneel and greet the emperor.

Emperor Jianxing ordered them to stand up: "It has been thirty years since I last came here."

When he was fifteen, he came here with his father to escape the summer heat, and that was the last time.

The abbot nodded: "If you sow the seeds, you will reap the fruits. Everything is destined."

Explaining everything by destiny is really a lazy way of saying it, but Emperor Jianxing knew that the monk was actually not able to transcend the mundane world, and he only spoke some conventional words, which was neither good nor bad.

But Emperor Jianxing didn't care. He just said that he was revisiting the old place and wanted to see the surroundings.

The abbot ordered the monks to withdraw and he led the way.

Wenshu Temple has hundreds of years of history. Not to mention the majestic Heavenly King Hall and the Great Hall of the Buddha, even the thousand-year-old ginkgo trees in the courtyard are enough to make people gasp in amazement.

Princess Baocheng remembered the time when she and her brother spent the summer here when they were young, and she talked endlessly to Emperor Jianxing. Lu Jingchen echoed her, trying to please the elder. Chu Yin just wanted to enjoy the scenery, so she took the two children to look here and there, her eyes never idle.

After walking around, everyone felt a little tired and went to the guest room.

The room where Chu Yin lived was nestled among bamboo groves, flowers and trees. It was simple, quiet, cool and pleasant.

Honeysuckle was not satisfied: "It looks like it's been here for a long time. The paint on the door has all peeled off."

"That's good. If it were a brand new and luxurious place, it wouldn't be that interesting." Chu Yin stroked the old window with her fingers, listening to the faint sound of wind chimes outside. "It's really cool here, but it's a pity that it's not easy to come here."

It's really tiring to mobilize so many troops. It would be much better if we could go on a secret tour.

She suddenly thought of her past life, and wondered if Lu Jingzhuo would have brought her here to escape the summer heat if she had not died early.

She remembered that summer was also quite hot, but she never complained to him.

In the scorching heat, Lu Jingzhuo still reviewed memorials, handled government affairs, and never missed a morning court session. As the empress, how could she bother him with such trivial matters?

But now she doubted that if she had mentioned it at that time, he would have agreed.

This place is not far from the capital, and it is really interesting for the two of them to disguise themselves as ordinary people to escape the summer heat.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

But after a moment it fell again.

That was Lu Jingzhuo from his previous life. In this life, he didn’t know when he would fall in love with her.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Rendong looked and found it was a little girl.

"I've brought you tea," she said.

Chu Yin invited him in.

The twelve-year-old little nun, with a big head and a big face, introduced with a smile: "Crown Princess, this tea is grown in Yanshan and soaked in spiritual spring water. You will definitely like it." She carefully handed it to Lian Xuan and reminded him, "Crown Princess, don't burn your hands. It's cool here, but the water is still hot."

Honeysuckle chuckled. Does this little nun treat the Crown Princess as a child? She can't even drink tea?

"Go down," she said.

The little monk bowed and left.

Chu Yinqian took a sip and found that the tea had a faint orchid fragrance and was somewhat sweet in the mouth. It was also beautiful in shape, like a crescent moon. She then had an idea that she must buy some to bring back to the palace when she left.

Compared with Manjusri tea, Junshan Silver Tea is not inferior, and Queen Jiang likes to drink it very much.

The only tea I drank today was brewed by Jiang Yuyuan.

"I didn't expect you to have such skills. You are really clever and skillful," Queen Jiang praised and asked, "Are you really feeling better?"

"Yes, thanks to you for inviting Doctor Xu, although I am not fully recovered, I can walk now, so I want to leave the palace today."

"Why are you leaving when you haven't recovered yet? I told your aunt that she will take good care of you. Wait for two more days."

"Then I have to bother you again."

"It's okay. Look, you made me some tea, didn't you?"

Jiang Yuyuan pursed her lips and said, "My Lady, can I go out for a walk? I've been lying down for several days, and I don't know if it's because I'm not used to it. My legs are a little sore."

"Okay, you can walk around here."

Jiang Yuyuan thanked him quickly.

As a result, she ended up walking in the middle of the road between the Qianqing Palace and the Eastern Palace.

The carriage suddenly stopped, and Dong Ling reported: "Your Highness, Miss Jiang is sitting on the side of the road, and she seems to be feeling uncomfortable."

Lu Jingzhuo glanced through the window.

The little girl's eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her forehead was covered with sweat, as if she was sick again.

But isn't she in Kunning Palace? What is she doing here?

"Never mind," he said.

However, before the driver could hurry up, Jiang Yuyuan had already walked to the window.

"Cousin, I'm glad to meet you. I just went out for a walk and somehow I feel dizzy again..."

"Where is your maid?"

"I don't know. I'm not familiar with this place." She grabbed the window frame, and her snow-white fingers appeared from the other side, like the petals of an ephemeral flower. "Cousin, can you give me a ride? I really can't walk anymore. Cousin, I feel so bad."

The voice was delicate and weak, with a trembling ending. He immediately realized that it was a coquettish tone.

Because his Crown Princess often did this, he was very sensitive to it. However, Chu Yin's coquettishness towards him would arouse his desire, but Jiang Yuyuan did not.

It seems that his weakness is only directed at Chu Yin.

Lu Jingzhuo raised his chin slightly towards Dong Ling.

Dong Ling understood and asked the driver to continue.

The car moved forward immediately. Jiang Yuyuan didn't have time to pull her fingers away, and they were scratched by the window frame, causing her heart-wrenching pain.

She held her injured fingertips in disbelief.

Isn't Lu Jingzhuo too ruthless? Even if he didn't want to pay attention to her, couldn't he wait for her hand to let go?

Is he blind?

Jiang Yuyuan was almost angered to death by Lu Jingzhuo.

At that moment, she really didn't want to be his concubine anymore.

Qingshuang came over at this time: "Miss, why did you walk so fast just now? I almost got lost by myself... How did you get here?" She found that her finger was wrong, "Are you injured? We must ask a doctor to check it out immediately."

Looking again could not heal the pain in her fingers, no, the pain in her heart. Jiang Yuyuan bit her lip and cursed Lu Jingzhuo dozens of times, but in the end she was still unwilling to give up. The more he did so, the more unwilling she was!

She had called him "cousin" for so long, and she had been thinking about him all the time, but he had never treated her as "cousin".

Even if it's just an ordinary relationship, you shouldn't treat her like this, right?

She won't accept that.

Jiang Yuyuan stared at her red fingertips. She had to find a way to get Lu Jingzhuo.

She took a deep breath and hid her fingers in her sleeves: "Don't mention my injury to the Queen Mother. It's just a small matter. I don't want to trouble her anymore."

"Okay," Qingshuang nodded, "Shall we go back to Kunning Palace now?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yuyuan looked up at the darkening night.

Judging from the current situation, there is no need for her to stay in the palace any longer. She has to think of other solutions.

What a pity.

This should have been the best opportunity because Chu Yin was not here.

………………

The sacred spring of Yanshan is light and elegant, and the splashing water is like snow-colored plum blossoms, scattering down like light rain.

Chu Yin reached out to take it, and her palm felt cool.

Lu Zhen saw this and shouted, "Mom, I want one too, I want one too!"

Xiaodou and Qiniang quickly picked up the two little ancestors.

Four little hands waved, splashing water.

"We found it!" they shouted happily.

Tang Feiyan glanced at the two children and bit her lip and said, "I don't know how I have offended my father. Everyone can go, but I can't. My husband, what do you think is going on? Where did I say something wrong?"

Lu Jingchen couldn't help her, so he could only try his best to comfort her: "It's already a grace from my father that I can go. We can't be too greedy. Besides, what's there to see in this farmland? There may be a lot of bugs. You won't be able to bear it if you go there."

"If my sister-in-law can bear it, why can't I? If she goes, I can't go. I just..."

"Look, you are competing with your sister-in-law again! Your sister-in-law went because she recommended Lord Yi, how could you not understand?" Lu Jingchen patted her on the back, "Be obedient, don't let your imagination run wild."

How could she not have wild thoughts? She was the only one who couldn't go.

"Could it be because I didn't give you a child?" Tang Feiyan pouted, "We've been married for a long time, but I still haven't gotten pregnant. I don't know if my father is really blaming me."

“…”

"Look at my eldest sister-in-law. She has twins, a dragon and a phoenix. Even if they are noisy, that is to give my eldest brother children. But we don't even have noisy children." The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt and she wiped her eyes.

She was really sad about the child, and Lu Jingchen could understand that. He said softly, "Father won't blame you for this, so don't make things difficult for yourself."

"Really?" she asked with tears in her eyes.

"real."

But Tang Feiyan still didn't believe it, and suddenly pulled Lu Jingchen's hand away: "Let's go, don't look at this spiritual spring, let's go back..." She whispered in his ear, and Lu Jingchen said in panic, "No."

"Why not?"

“This is in the temple.”

"Just don't spread it."

“…”

The two of them were pulling each other, and Chu Yin saw it from a distance and found it strange.

She had only seen Lu Jingchen dragging Tang Feiyan away, but never upside down. Just as she was surprised, she heard Lu Zhen ask, "Mom, should we tell Dad about this? Dad can't see it."

"Well, this is called Lingquan. Remember it and tell Daddy when you go back... Also tell Daddy that you miss him very much, even in your dreams, do you know?" She would not allow the relationship between Lu Jingzhuo and the children to be as weak as it was in her previous life.

Lu Zhen tilted her head and asked, "Then Mommy, tell Daddy, do you miss him?"

“…”

Does she need to tell?

She had told him before coming to Yanshan, using many methods that would make him blush when mentioned.

But Lu Jingzhuo's wood didn't react at all.

Now, as a steady and dignified princess consort, she would never tell him again without restraint that she missed him.