When Princess Manda left, Yaoying did not go to see her off, but agreed to dance with her as a way of seeing her off.

This time, the Indian medical officer did not follow her, but stayed behind to follow Master Mundadeva.

…

A few days later, the wedding of Princess Chima and her husband Akelie was held as scheduled.

The princess was Tanmarajika's only sister, and her husband had a wide circle of friends. The wedding was extremely lively on the day, with the streets of the holy city empty and common people, old and young, lined the long streets to watch the bride's float pass by. Officials from the court, generals in the army, and nearby lords were all invited to attend the lively wedding banquet.

At the banquet, there was loud drums and music, and everyone was drunk.

Prince Consort Aklie was a loyal man. His colleagues offered him wine, but he never refused. From morning till night, his mouth was always grinning and his face was flushed.

After the ceremony, Aklie, dressed in a bright groom's suit, surrounded by his colleagues, took Princess Chima, who was also dressed in a suit, to the main hall to pay homage to the Buddhist disciple Tanmaragha and receive his blessings.

Tanmarajiva sat in front of the hall, watching Aklie and Princess Chima walk into the hall side by side.

The attendants threw flowers and brought a golden plate filled with clear water. Princess Chima took the golden plate, walked to Tanmaragha, and knelt down in front of him.

Everyone was shocked and stunned, and Prince Consort Aklie was also surprised.

Princess Chima held the golden plate in her hands, crawled forward like a devout believer, kowtowed to Tanmaragha, and kissed the golden carpet at his feet.

"Luo Jia, I am arrogant and willful. I can't let go of my hatred for the Zhang family. I have caused you a lot of trouble over the years. Today I am getting married. I have a husband and will have children in the future. My husband advised me to forget the hatred and start a new beginning. I will try to let go of the hatred, live a good life with Akelie, and give birth to children for him. No matter how many times we have quarreled in the past, today is my wedding day. I hope you can sincerely bless me and let us forget the unhappiness in the future, okay?"

"King, I was wrong. Can you forgive me?"

She raised her head and spoke slowly, her tone sincere and her posture humble.

Prince Consort Akelie also knelt down and saluted with his fists: "Your Majesty, the princess was indeed unbridled in the past. Please forgive her."

Everyone in the hall looked at each other, and the hall fell into deathly silence.

In front of the Buddha statue, wisps of incense waft quietly.

Bishuo's face was full of disbelief. After a moment's silence, he was overjoyed and looked up at Tanmaragha with anticipation.

Tanmarajiva raised his eyes, facing the gaze of the crowd, took the golden plate, and drank a sip of water.

Everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief and was filled with joy.

Tanmarajiva picked up the golden staff and tapped the eyebrows of the prince consort and the princess.

"In the future, we should respect each other and support each other."

Akelie smiled so hard that his eyes could not close. He put his palms together and bowed, "Today, I swear in front of the Buddha that I will treat the princess well and be loyal to the king. If I show any disrespect to the princess, I am willing to be punished!"

Everyone laughed and left with the two newlyweds.

…

On the wedding day, the Gaochang delegation also received an invitation.

Yao Ying knew Princess Chima's taboos, so she instructed the messenger to send a generous gift and try to hide in the crowd at the wedding, not to appear in front of the newlyweds, so as not to displease the royal nobles.

This kind of task was naturally not suitable for Li Zhongqian. The deputy envoy took people to the wedding banquet and told Yao Ying when he came back that the banquet was so crowded that no one noticed them at all.

The wedding went smoothly and peacefully.

Yaoying breathed a sigh of relief for Tanmarajiva.

Soon after, Yaoying could feel the light in her eyes and wanted to remove the cloth. Monda Deva quickly advised her not to do so: "The princess' eyes cannot look directly at the light for the time being. You need to apply medicine for another half a month before you can remove the cloth."

Yao Ying had no choice but to continue asking her personal soldiers to help her read the letter.

When Tanmarajava was applying the medicine, she was by his side. She couldn't see anything clearly, but she could hear his steady voice when he was talking to Mondadeva. He was getting better day by day, and she gradually felt relieved.

That day, Li Zhongqian came to see Yaoying and told her that the delegation had received the official document. He asked, "Now that it's settled, when will you come back with me?"

Yao Ying was happy at first because of the alliance letter, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, she was undecided for a moment.

Recently, Tanmarajya's health seems to have improved a lot. Every time she asked Monda Deva and Yuanjue, they said that he looked very healthy and would not get hurt as long as he did not practice qigong.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Li Zhongqian frowned and said, "Are you staying here because of Sultan Gu? Why don't you just let him go back to Gaochang with you?"

The people of the royal court hated the Han people, the situation was complicated, and Sultan Gu had many enemies, so he would not allow Yao Ying to marry into the royal court. If Sultan Gu really wanted to marry her, he could go with her to Gaochang.

"Brother, he is the regent of the royal court and cannot leave the Holy City."

"You are the leader of the Western Army. You cannot stay in the royal court forever. There are some things that Dharma cannot intervene in. I think Sultan's injuries have almost healed. You don't need to take care of him in person."

As Li Zhongqian spoke, he untied Yaoying's cloth strips, looked into her eyes, and spoke in a serious tone.

Yao Ying nodded: "Brother, I know what's going on."

Before she came to the royal court, she had already separated the officials who handled government and military affairs, promoted a group of generals with shallow foundations to balance the aristocratic families, and transferred some officials who were proficient in water conservancy from Shazhou and Liangzhou. Now all the states are reviving, and there will be no major unrest for the time being. She has been keeping in touch with Damo, Yang Qian, and Xie Qing to ensure that no major events will be delayed.

As the brother and sister were talking, the guards rushed into the main hall, "Princess, Alang, something bad has happened!"

Li Zhongqian frowned: "What's wrong?"

"The posthouse caught fire! The place where we lived was burned down. We didn't have time to move our boxes and cages out, so most of them were burned. Several horses were burned to death!"

Yao Ying's heart tightened: "No one was hurt, right?"

"Three people were burned and two were hit by burning beams, but none of the injuries were serious."

Li Zhongqian stood up and asked: "Why did the fire happen?"

The guards were filled with righteous indignation and said, "Someone set the fire on purpose! We found firewood piled up behind the stables, and all the exits were blocked. Xie Yong and his men had to work hard to break open the door!"

Li Zhongqian clenched his fists and sneered.

Yao Ying held his arm and said, "Brother, the alliance has been signed. This fire must have been set by someone who wanted revenge."

Setting fire in broad daylight is obviously for venting anger and issuing a warning. It shows the other party's arrogance and hatred.

"I'll go and take care of it." Li Zhongqian got up and left.

Yao Ying warned him, "Brother, the overall situation is important. Don't damage the harmony."

"I see."

Li Zhongqian walked away.

Yao Ying was worried and sent someone to follow him.

In the afternoon, the guards came back to report: "We have caught two arsonists. They confessed that they were angry when they saw the royal court and the Han people forming an alliance, so they set fire to our delegation. They have been imprisoned."

Yao Ying nodded and said, "Tell Alang to be patient and calm."

In the evening, when it was time for Tanmarajiva to apply medicine, he should have returned to the courtyard long ago, but he was still not home that night. Yaoying was worried that the burning of the posthouse might have become a big deal, so she sent Yuanjue to find out the news.

The posthouse was set on fire, and she could guess what the situation in the city was like.

Yuan Jue never returned, but sent a personal soldier back to report: "The king has important matters to attend to, and it has nothing to do with the posthouse."

"What is it?"

The guard stammered, "It's a political matter."

From the tone of his voice, Yao Ying did not ask any further questions. It seemed that this was an internal matter of the royal court that could not be disclosed to outsiders.

She asked her personal soldiers to read the letter to her while she listened and waited for Tanmaragha to come back.

I waited until midnight when I heard the sound of carriages and horses outside the yard. Tanmarajiva had returned. When he entered the house, his footsteps were the same as usual, very light and steady, and his cassock brushed across the carpet like drizzling rain.

Yao Ying listened to his footsteps and asked, "What happened?"

"A few minor incidents, minor disputes among some young officials."

Tanmarajiva said this lightly, and his tone sounded very calm.

Yaoying asked about the post house.

He said: "It has been properly handled."

"You haven't applied the medicine tonight..." Yao Ying remembered, "I'll ask someone to invite Master Mengda Deva."

Tanmaraka looked at her and nodded softly.

Soon, Monda Deva came with the Indian doctor. Yaoying sat by the couch and listened to him take off his cassock. Monda Deva applied some medicine to him. He was shaking violently. After a while, he suddenly grabbed her hand tightly. His palm was cold and sticky with sweat.

Yao Ying hurriedly held his hand.

Mundadeva and his companions retreated.

The room was silent. Tanmarajya said nothing but held Yaoying tightly.

"Mage?"

Tanmarajika responded softly.

Yaoying couldn't see what was happening to him and felt pain in her heart.

"Princess, I'm much better." He said softly, let go of her, raised his hand, and gently rubbed her cheek with the back of his hand, and the cold Buddhist beads followed suit.

Yao Ying held his hand tightly.

Tanmarajiva remained silent, then suddenly sat up, put his arms around her waist, and brought her onto the couch.

Yaoying threw herself into his arms, her hands against his bare chest, trying to get up, afraid of crushing him. He held her shoulders and let her lean on him. She rolled off him, making sure she wasn't crushing his legs, then she stopped moving, raised her head, and reached out to touch his face.

"Don't move."

Tanmaraka held her hand and his voice, deep and lasting, rang above her head.

Yaoying didn't move, just snuggled up to him and endured the pain with him.

It was late at night. A wisp of green smoke rose from the candlestick. The room was plunged into darkness and she fell asleep without knowing it.

Tanmarajiva lowered his eyes and looked at her, without closing his eyes for a long time.

There was a light sound of footsteps outside the felt curtain.

Bi Suo walked into the room holding a candlestick, and her eyes widened when she saw the scene on the couch.

Tanmarajiva raised her eyes and looked at him, her expression was calm and her eyes were full of intimidation.

Bisha turned around quickly.

Tanmarajiva gently untied Yaoying, covered her with a quilt, got off the bed, pulled up his cassock and put it on himself, then walked out of the inner room.

Bisa followed him and whispered, "Half an hour ago, the Qingqi found an entire caravan dead on the main road outside the city... no one was left alive..."

"Which caravan is this?"

"It's the third one. Every caravan that was killed was left with no one or animals. The wounds were the same. It should be the same weapon. It's possible that it was the same weapon."

Bisha said in a heavy voice: "King, there are rumors now... that the murderer is the regent Sultan."

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Tanmarajiva turned his head and saw the felt curtain swaying slightly. Yaoying was sleeping on his couch, curled up in a ball. The lines on her profile were soft, and there seemed to be a faint halo.

"Please come here, Duke Wei."

He looked at Yao Ying and said.

Bi Su showed a look of surprise and took the bronze talisman and went out.

Tanmarajiva walked to the side of the couch, leaned over, stretched out his hand to push aside Yaoying's long hair, and gently pressed the acupoints with his fingertips. She uttered a soft murmur and fell into a deeper sleep.

He stared at her, his fingers lingering greedily on her neck.

Half an hour later, the light of torches outside the yard flickered and the sound of footsteps came closer.

Tanmaraka stood up and walked out.

Bisha pushed open the door and motioned Li Zhongqian to come in.

Li Zhongqian was invited in the middle of the night, with a frown on his face and a worried look. He asked as soon as he entered the room, "Did something happen to Mingyuenu?"

The candlelight flickered slightly, and a figure walked out from the darkness. He was wearing a wide cassock, with clear features and picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

Li Zhongqian was stunned, his eyelids twitching: "Where is Sultan Gu?"

Tanmarajiva raised his eyes, and in an instant, the aura around him surged, as powerful as an abyss and a mountain, and his green eyes flashed with a dim light.

"I am Sultan Kumar."

He said word by word.

Li Zhongqian's eyes widened slightly, and he reacted. Suddenly, a surge of rage surged up, and his figure suddenly jumped up. His big hands like cattail leaf fans clenched into fists and smashed towards Tanmaragha fiercely.

"How shameless!"

He roared: "You are a monk. Since you cannot return to secular life, you should not touch Mingyue Nu's hair!"

"What do you think of her? Do you want to keep her as a beautiful girl in a golden house, and let her live in disgrace for the rest of her life, and let the world laugh at her for seducing a monk and having an affair with a monk?"

Tanmarajiva did not move and took the punch from Li Zhongqian headlong.

Li Zhongqian thought about how he had been deceived by him these days and had tacitly allowed Yao Ying to be with him. He became even angrier, his eyes were bloodshot, and he put more strength in his hands, punching him like raindrops.

Tanmarajiva remained motionless, and even though blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, he did not make a sound.

Li Zhongqian was angry and resentful, his chest heaving violently. He stopped and sneered: "Where is Mingyuenu? I'll take her away now."

Tanmaraka, who had been as still as a wooden stake, suddenly raised his hand to block his way.

Li Zhongqian raised his eyes, turned around and looked at him, his face as gloomy as water.

"Why, you won't let him go?"

Tanmaraka raised his head, his eyes cold, "She is tired, let her get some more sleep."

Li Zhongqian was stunned.

…

The next morning, Yaoying was awakened by her personal guards.

"Princess, an urgent letter from Gaochang!"

Yaoying woke up from her dream and got up. A pair of strong arms came over, supported her and helped her tie up her long hair.

"Mage?"

Yao Ying was stunned.

Tanmaraka hummed, brought a cup of tea to her lips, and fed her water: "Li Zhongqian is here, waiting outside."

Brother is here?

Yao Ying quickly got up, washed up, and went out to see Li Zhongqian. Suddenly she came to her senses and said, "Master, don't go out. My brother will see you."

Tanmaraka held her arm and said, "It's okay. I'm the regent now."

Yao Ying heaved a sigh of relief and went to the hall outside. Li Zhongqian came to greet her and said, "Dharma sent an urgent letter. The Gaz State refused to repatriate the Han people who were stranded there. Yang Qian was furious and wanted to lead his troops to attack the Gaz State."

During the war years, many Han people and the Hu tribes that once relied on the Central Plains were forced to flee. After the Xizhou soldiers pacified the Western Regions, Yao Ying used gold and silver to buy the Han people and the Hu people who had taken refuge in various places. The Gaz State refused her ransom, forced the exiled people to serve in the army, drove the unarmed and completely untrained peasant slaves to the battlefield, and also intercepted and plundered the caravans traveling to and from the Malu State. When the news came back, Yang Qian was furious.

Yao Ying frowned and said, "The Gaz Kingdom is just a small tribe, how dare they block trade?"

Li Zhongqian said: "Money can move people's hearts. We just finished the war, and no one takes us seriously."

The Western Regions had been in chaos for so many years that no one believed that the Western Regions soldiers could pacify them. The Wei Dynasty in the Central Plains was too far away, and the small tribes in the west were short-sighted and only considered short-term interests. They did not take the Western Army's orders seriously.

Yao Ying pondered for a moment and said, "In order to clear the western trade route, the Western Army must win a great victory."

Now the Helan area east of the Western Regions has been connected. Her next goal is to open up the western trade route, so she will cooperate with Princess Manda to let the caravan take root in the country of Maru, which is at a checkpoint on the trade route.

Li Zhongqian nodded: "The delegation is about to leave, you can come back with me."

Yao Ying was stunned for a moment and subconsciously raised her head to look in the direction of Tanmarajiva. He was standing on her right side and had been silent just now. She could feel his breath and knew that he had not left.

"Brother, let me have a few words with General Su."

She said softly, with a coquettish tone.

Li Zhongqian knew that she couldn't see it, so he glanced at Tanmarajiva coldly and turned away.

"Princess, please return to Gaochang first."

When Li Zhongqian's footsteps could no longer be heard, Tanmarajiva said.

Yao Ying's eyebrows were furrowed: "Master, your injury..."

"With the princess by my side, my injuries have improved a lot these days." Tanmaraka said calmly, "Mundadeva and the Indian doctor will stay to take care of me. The princess has been with me for so long, it's time for her to go back."

Yao Ying's heart began to beat wildly and she reached out to grab his arm.

Tanmarajika lowered his head, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and gave her a faint smile, his eyes fixed on her face.

"There have been some changes in the royal court recently. I have to deal with government affairs and have no time to care about the princess. Recently, someone in the city has incited the civilians to hate the Han people. The delegation cannot stay in the royal court for long. Duke Wei must go back quickly. The princess and the caravan should not stay for long either. It is safer to leave with him first. I will write a letter to the princess."

"Princess, you don't need to be with me all the time."

Hearing that his tone was the same as usual and he had no intention of saying goodbye to her, Yao Yingshu sighed, thought for a moment, and said, "I'll be away for a few days and come back after I resolve the matter of Gaz Country."

"good."

He said, with a rare hint of smile in his voice, light and carefree.

Yaoying did not pack her luggage. Since she would be back soon, there was no need to pack. She summoned her personal soldiers, gave them some instructions, left a few trusted people behind, and asked someone to invite Bi Suo over.

"I'm going back to Gaochang and will be back soon."

Bisan hummed, his voice revealing a hint of surprise.

Yao Ying looked at the shadow in front of her and said, "If there is anything wrong with the mage, please inform me immediately. I will send General Jin back every other day."

Bisha agreed and said, "Princess, go to Gaochang without worry. Thanks to you, Master Mengda Deva has been searching for prescriptions for the king. I think the king is much better these days. If there is anything, I will definitely let you know."

Yaoying was still worried, so she called Yuanjue over and gave him some instructions.

A fire broke out at the post station, and the members of the delegation were still worried, so they quickly prepared to set off. Li Zhongqian led the delegation out of the city first, followed by Yao Ying, and the two groups left separately.

Before leaving, Yao Ying grabbed Tanmarajiva and told him to take the medicine on time, not to get tired, and to call for help if he felt uncomfortable while applying the medicine.

"Don't use your power... If there's an emergency, let Bisha and Bamil handle it. Mage, you need to take good care of your injuries."

As she spoke, she felt reluctant and smiled.

"You have to be well and don't make me worry."

Tanmarajiva agreed to all the requests, put a pearl veil on Yaoying, helped her onto the horse, and then he got on a horse himself, covered his face with a veil, followed her from a distance, and sent her out of the city.

The clouds were hanging low as the convoy drove out of the long street. The north wind blew past, blowing on the face, chilling the bones.

Someone was seeing off a friend by the roadside. The sound of the pipa was high-pitched and sad, and the sound of the zither was gloomy. It was blown away by the long wind, passed through the clouds, and lingered in the air, just like the cuckoo crying blood, which was indescribably sad and cold.

Yao Ying pulled the reins tight and stopped. Although she couldn't see anything, she still looked up in the direction of the holy city.

The wind blew up the ribbon of my hat and veil, and my face suddenly felt cold.

She raised her hand, and a little bit of coolness gathered in her palm, and something melted between her fingers.

The guard said, "Princess, it's snowing."

Yao Ying was absent-minded for a while, then she called Yuan Jue, who was seeing her off, and whispered, "I am worried... If anything happens to the Master, you must inform me. Also, you must write to me and tell me everything that Mundadeva and the others said every day and what medicine the Master changed."

Yuan Jue nodded resolutely: "Got it, Princess, I will definitely let you know!"

Snow fell heavily and the sky grew darker. The guards were afraid that they would not be able to reach the inn before dark, so they came over to urge them. Yuanjue also reminded Yaoying not to delay the journey. She wrapped her cloak tightly, gently pinched the horse's belly, and turned around while being surrounded by the guards.

The wind was raging, layers of dark clouds were roaring and rolling, the wasteland was endless, snowflakes were drifting all over the sky, and the long road winding through the wilderness stretched all the way to the horizon. The convoy was traveling along it and was gradually swallowed up by the wind and snow.

Tanmarajala stood on a high place and watched the convoy disappear in the heavy snow.

Snowflakes fell on his shoulders.

The sky darkened.

He didn't move at all and turned into a snowman.

…

"king."

After a long time, Bisha came over on horseback.

Tanmarajika retracted his gaze, pulled his horse back, and the snow on his body fell off. "Send someone to follow her and escort her back to Gaochang."

"yes."

Tanmarajika picked up the reins, went straight back to the royal temple, took off his cloak, and walked into the cave.

Hundreds of candles were lit in the grotto, the flames were burning, the light was so hot that it seemed to scare away all the evil spirits in the world. The flickering candlelight was reflected on the solemn and majestic Buddha statues in the niches. The Buddhas stood silently, looking down at him at his feet, with frowning eyebrows and cold eyes, solemn and calm.

The old wizard Venatito responded to the call and walked into the cave, leaning on his staff.

"Why did the king come?"

Tanmaraka raised his head, looked at the solemn Buddha statues in the densely packed niches, and said, "I am tempted by lust."

His cold voice echoed in the silent grotto, the candlelight flickered, the light and shadow changed, and the Buddhas seemed to be glaring at him, condemning his evil thoughts.

Master Titus put his hands together and said, "All living beings are mortals, confused by desires, obsessed and unable to seek liberation. The king is also a mortal, and desires are born. The king has been practicing Buddhism since he was young. He only needs to practice and temper himself. Desires are nothing but passing clouds. Break through the clouds and mist, and you will be able to achieve Bodhi."

Tanmaraka said calmly, "As long as I see her, I cannot suppress my desire. When I can't see her, her image will still appear in front of my eyes. Even chanting sutras and reciting Buddha's name cannot stop it. I want to trap her by my side so that I can see her all the time."

"You broke your vow of adultery?"

“No.” Tanmaraka raised his eyes, “but my mind has been moved.”

Master Titus's whole body trembled, his old face trembled slightly, and he was terrified.

The king had already wavered in his determination before he even got together with the woman who aroused his desire.

After being stunned for a long while, he regained his thoughts and said earnestly: "It is normal to be tempted by beauty for a while. Ananda was almost tempted by Madana. When the king understands the truth, the desire will melt like ice and snow. Only by cutting off desire can he return to the right path. As the Buddhist verse says: Life in the world is like being in the thorns. If the heart does not move, people will not move rashly. If they do not move, they will not be hurt. If the heart moves, people will move rashly, hurting their bodies and bones, and then they will experience all kinds of suffering in the world."

The candlelight flickered, and Tanmarajiva's deep blue eyes reflected a little light. His face was pale and his expression was indifferent: "I can't stop... and I don't want to stop."

Recalling the moments he had spent with her, he could feel a joy he had never felt before, and he didn't want to forget those memories.

Master Titus sighed deeply: "King, even if you can't break it off, you are still a Buddhist child of the royal court."

This is his responsibility.

Tanmaraka's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with endless bitterness and coldness. His gaze was firm: "I understand."

This is his dilemma.

He could not openly express his desire for her to his subjects.

Before he could give her nothing, he could not pull her down and let her accompany him to perish, but he should confess all his sins in front of the Buddha.

"Love leaves, desire fails, hatred meets, love affairs are like morning dew and lightning. Wang is a man of great talent, has practiced since childhood, and has realized the truth for many years, but he still has this disaster. I hope Wang can calm down and practice Zen, maybe he will stop being obsessed."

Tanmaraka shook his head.

From the moment he fell in love, he saw his end and he couldn't let go.

"Let's execute him."

Master Titus sighed: "It is the result of karma, and I don't know where it comes from. All things are impermanent, and they are subject to birth and death."

The staff fell.

Tanmarajiva put his hands together, his emerald eyes slightly lowered, the candlelight stretched his shadow long, reflecting on the niche on the wall, his staff fell one after another, the Buddhas stared at him coldly with indifferent expressions.

…

Bishuo waited outside the cave, listening to the sound of sticks hitting inside, his fingers sinking deeply into his palms.

Finally, with a creaking sound, the door was opened and a figure walked out slowly with staggering steps.

Bi Su stepped forward, supported him, and said in a sad tone: "King...even if you really break the precepts, no one will blame you."

He always thought that Luoga and the princess were doing something special, but he didn't expect that Luoga could resist having sex with the princess.

Tanmaraka raised his head and said, "She really broke her vow... She can't leave."

He could hardly control himself, and there was a hint of chaos in the royal court. A storm was about to come, so he had to send her away as soon as possible to prevent her from being dragged into it.

"The princess is a free and easy person, she doesn't need any status..."

"She is a carefree person, so I can take whatever I want with a clear conscience?"

Bisa was speechless.

Everything was quiet, the snow fell silently, and tiny lights flickered in every corner of the Buddhist temple.

Tanmaraka's face was pale as he looked down at the Buddhist temple standing quietly in the snow in front of the railing. "That's enough. She has been with me these days. That's enough."

Bisha's eyes were slightly red.

"Bisa, promise me one thing."

"You order."

Tanmarajiva stood facing the wind, her robes fluttering in the wind, her emerald eyes fixed in the direction of Gaochang: "When I die, don't enshrine me in a Buddhist temple, send me to her side."

During his lifetime, he could not fulfill his own selfish desires.

At least after death, let him be selfish for once.

Bi Suo's nose felt sore and tears fell. He knelt on one knee and placed his left fist in front of his chest.

"yes."

He choked with sobs and responded.

…

That night, Yao Ying and his party arrived at the post house smoothly and met up with Li Zhongqian who had arrived earlier.

It snowed heavily all night.

The next day, the wilderness had become a world of ice and snow. Mountains rose and fell on the horizon. Everywhere you looked, there was white snow. The rising and falling mountain ridges reflected the bright morning light.

After the snow, the sky cleared up and the team continued to advance. Yao Ying had just released the Jin generals when a huge eagle flew over their heads, finally landing on her shoulder and pecking her arm fiercely.

Yao Ying was delighted and called the eagle slave over, asking him to take the letter brought by Kalura and hand it to his personal soldiers.

The personal soldier read the letter to her. The letter asked her where she was and warned her to be careful of the deep ravines hidden under the snow when walking on snowy days.

Yao Ying put away the letter, fumbled to find the dried meat, and fed it to Kaluga with a smile. It was not convenient to write a letter on the way, so she took off the hairband on her head and wrapped it around Kaluga's feet. After Kaluga had a full meal, he spread his wings and flew back to the holy city.

Li Zhongqian followed her closely and frowned when he saw this.

A few days later, a group of soldiers came from the east. The leader was tall and dressed in armor. He had a blank expression on his face. He clasped his fists towards Yao Ying and said, "Princess, I am here to pick you up."

Yao Ying shouted in surprise: "Ah Qing!"

Xie Qing rode forward and nodded to Li Zhongqian. After exchanging greetings, they continued their journey eastward.

…

Kaluga flew over the mountains, through the snowy clouds, back to the holy city, where he perched on the scaffold and called out a few times.

The felt curtain swayed, and Yuanjue came out. He rubbed his hands, and saw the headband on Kashrula's feet. He was stunned for a moment, took it off, and carried it into the inner hall.

A charcoal fire was burning brightly in the hall. Tanmarajiva was sitting in front of the couch, writing with a pen in his hand. His desk was piled with documents.

When the hairband was delivered to the desk, he raised his eyelids, stopped writing, took the hairband, wrapped it around his fingers, and stroked it gently.

Bisha entered the palace, "King, Monda Deva and the Indian medical officer have left. They promised to continue to keep Princess Wen Zhao a secret for you."

Tanmaraka hummed and glanced at Yuanjue, his eyes as cold as snow.

Yuan Jue knelt down immediately and said, "My lord, the letters I wrote to the princess were all written according to your instructions."

Tanmaraka nodded.

There was the sound of footsteps in front of the corridor. Bamil hurried into the hall, his body filled with chills. He knelt down and said, "King...Kang Jia Silang, Xue Jia Balang, and An Jia Shilang are dead."

Bi Suo frowned: "How did he die?"

"They were killed in one blow, just like the people who have been killed in the past few days." Bamir whispered, "It is said that they all offended the Regent..."

Bisa was sweating profusely and looked at Tanmaragha.

Tanmarajaka's face looked normal.

The author has something to say: Ah, the Heshang entry contest will end in ten days. Angels who haven't voted yet, please vote for Heshang and Xiaoqi~

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