Part 12

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Immediately, she turned her head slightly and glanced at the person next to her 

Ziye immediately understood, and stepped forward to present a beautiful brocade box. She opened her mouth and said:

"This is some sesame oil money that my wife donated to your temple. Be careful, it is not respectful. I also ask the abbot to accept it with a smile." 

Abbot Kongfa looked at the brocade box on the stone table in front of him, folded his hands and said: "Amitabha Buddha "

"Madam does good deeds, and you get good results. God will definitely bless you with a speedy recovery." 

The corners of Qingluan's lips raised slightly: "Looking at the auspicious words of the master."

At this time, a little novice stepped forward and said respectfully: "Everyone in the back hall. The matter is ready, please move my wife."

Qing Luan smiled at Kongfa: "I disturbed the abbot Qingxiu this time. Now that everything is ready, I should also leave. It seems that only the next time I have the opportunity to come again. I have carefully tasted the unique "green eyebrow" tea of ​​Yipin Guisi." 

The abbot smiled peacefully and saluted.

... 

In the empty and quiet apse, a tall Buddha statue stands in the middle, with a solemn treasure.

Qingluan knelt in front of the Buddha, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, praying sincerely. Liu Ye's brows were quiet and calm.

Suddenly, a long flute sound came from the back mountain.

Bai Zhuan's ileum seemed to be mourning and lowly complaining, sad, but with infinite tenderness...

Qing Luan raised her head in surprise, her eyes were full of complicated emotions.

came to find the sound,

not far from the green pines and green cypresses, in the ancient pavilion, stood a person.

The slender figure was a little thin, and the fine sunlight sprinkled on him softly, making it even more obvious that the son was like jade, unparalleled in the world...

The clear and melodious flute sound stopped for a while, and King Jing Shen Wuji stood in the pavilion, staring deeply in front of him. The people eyes are full of waves...

The two looked at each other for a long time without saying a word... 

After a while, Shen Wuji walked slowly to Xie Qingluan with steady steps.

A clear voice sounded,

"I haven't seen you for a long time, are you in better shape now?"

Seeing the warm and jade-like face as always, Xie Qingluan couldn't help but smile and replied softly: "It's already great, but the imperial doctor said that I still needs a good life and recuperation. It took a while."

Shen Wuji heard the words, his expression flashed a bit of gloom,

"It was my fault that brought you here."

Xie Qingluan: "Actually... I know that you have been protecting me in secret all these years...."

She raised her eyes, looked at Shen Wuji seriously, and said solemnly, word by word:

"This is what I owe you." 

I owe you a deep love that I can't repay in this life...

Eyes like autumn water, Quiet and quiet, with thousands of whispers that can't be told... 

As if being bewitched, Shen Wuji stared at her figure without moving, 

"All of this is my own will."

All you have done is what you can do, but you gave up your own blood for me. So far, what can I not give up...

Then: "As you wish, I will withdraw from the battle for the throne. From then on In the future, I will try my best to assist the third brother,"

remembering something, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.


"That's wrong, I should call him His Royal Highness now."

Xie Qingluan heard the words, with a slender brow and long eyelashes, and smiled indifferently,

"It's just a title, the brotherhood between you and Wuye is impossible to separated."

"I hope so."

Shen Wuji smiled lightly, then stopped talking and turned to leave.

From now on, he can only bury all his feelings in the bottom of his heart...

The breeze was blowing slowly, the leaves on the branches trembled slightly, which disturbed someone's mood.

After a long time,

Xie Qingluan slowly took back the sight of Shen Wuji's retreating back.

At this moment, Zi Ye, who had been waiting on the side, stepped forward and carefully supported her.

"Are the scriptures and the incense case ready?" Qing Luan turned around and asked slowly.

"It's all done as you ordered."

Thinking of something again, after hesitating for a moment, she finally said,

"Just now..."

Ziye hesitated.

Qingluan looked back with some doubts, "What, what happened?"

Ziye has been by her side since she was a child and has always been loyal to her. It can be said that she is the most valued confidant around her.

"Slave... When I went to prepare for the prayers just now, I saw the hall enshrining the Everbright Lamp. The slave thought, do I need to light a lamp for the little county master..." 

As soon as the voice fell, Zi Ye lowered her head.

Hearing this, Qing Luan frowned, "How old is Rong'er, why do you need..." 

Before she could finish speaking, she stopped, and Qing Luan's expression became complicated.

She reacted and understood that Ziye was talking about her child who died just after birth...

Ziye on the side saw that her crown princess had not spoken for a long time, and worriedly wondered if she had done something wrong, and her heart began to become uneasy. So she buried her head lower.

When the prince was still Prince Ning, he gave an order. The mansion did not allow anyone to mention the matter of the young princess who died prematurely, saying that the princess was weak and could not worry, so as to avoid causing the princess to be sad and sad. 

Today, she lost her head for some reason, and suddenly brought up the dead child. Although the Crown Princess has been treating her generously all these years, if it makes the Crown Princess feel heartbroken, and there is something wrong, the Crown Prince will definitely not let her go... 

For a while, I just want to give myself a hard lesson for my talkativeness just now.  At the same time, she comforted himself and said: 

"It's okay, nothing, the crown princess has always been gentle and generous, and she won't care about her own little servant. ... 

The wind made the leaves rustling, ignoring Zi Ye's nervousness, here Qingluan lowered her eyes slightly and fell into contemplation... 

That child is the debt of her life. 

However, the situation was critical at the time, she had no choice but to do it..... 

There will be more children in the future, but there's only one Shen Wuji. She already owed him a lot, she must not just watch him die. So, I can only sacrifice that child... 

Thinking of this, Qing Luan couldn't help but look gloomy. ... 

 for a long time, Ziye only heard a sigh in her ear. 

 "You are also loyal to me, raise your head." 

 Seeing the sad expression on Qingluan's face, Ziye couldn't help but say: "The little princess has been gone for more than four years, and I have asked the prince. Concubine condolences, you must take care of your body. The grandson and the little princess, now is the time to need you." 

 Hearing this, thinking of the lively and active children, Qingluan's mouth couldn't help showing a gentle smile. The mood that was originally sad and sad suddenly became clear.

Recalling how Wu Ye was at a loss when he was holding the child at first, and now he has been caring and loving for the child in every possible way.

The smile on her face deepened.

Now that she have both sons and daughters, King Jing and Wuye also shook hands to make peace, and they reconciled.

There was a faint voice in her heart saying that her original choice was correct.

However, this time she will definitely protect her children and be a good mother.

It can be considered as making up for the sins she once committed...

Feng Guo Wuhen slightly twitched her hair. With prayer cards for a pair of young children, she didn't stop there.

Qing Luan and her party quickly descended the mountain.

...

just returned to the mansion, a burst of children's cheerful frolic sounded.

Turning to look, next to the gazebo, two children who look very similar are playing with each other under the care of a group of wet nurses and maids.

The two children were both dressed in bright red coats embroidered with gold threads and bird patterns, with two small buns tied with red ropes embellished with pearls on their heads, and tiger-head shoes with turquoise eyes embedded on their feet, Engraved with auspicious longevity locks. 

Cute as a pair of little fairy children.

"Father!" A crisp child's voice sounded.

The two children shouted excitedly in the other direction of the pavilion, and rushed forward.

The nursing mothers who were waiting on the side quickly followed and guarded by the side. They were a little afraid of hands and feet, dared not reach out and they had to always prevent the little master from falling.

Shen Wuye walked slowly from the direction of the study, followed by his cronies, Yu Feng.

The two children rushed to the pavilion, one of them pulling on Shen Wuye's sleeves, coquettishly, their eyes full of intimacy.

Shen Wuye first smiled at them dotingly, then slowly bent down and rubbed their heads gently.

Watching this peaceful scene quietly, Qing Luan's eyes were full of tenderness...

At this time, Shen Wuye also noticed his wife who had just returned from the Buddhist temple by the garden.

The smile in the originally cold and deep eyes deepened.

"Qing'er, why did you come back so quickly this time? I thought you would discuss Buddhism with Master Kongfa for a long time again?" 

Qingluan raised her eyebrows, her phoenix eyes feigned anger: "Why? afraid I won't be able to come back."

Shen Wuye I couldn't help it, and said with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "How come, my crown princess is so domineering, one such woman is enough for me, why would I go to trouble myself again..." Qingluan's eyes waved she glanced at the person in front of him lightly, and pouted in doubts.

Shen Wuye stepped forward and grabbed her hand naturally. With a smile in his eyes, he pulled Qingluan into his arms slightly,

"They are all mothers. If you are like this, Ling'er and Rong'er should laugh at you."

Qing Lightly leaning on him, "Linger and Ronger are so old, they still don't understand anything..."

Shen Wuye's eyes were filled with infinite tenderness, and his usually stern face would only soften for the person in front of him.

"I asked the imperial doctor, the child grows up fast, and will be enlightened and read soon..."

Qing Luan couldn't help but raised her head, deeply indulging in his gentle eyes.

"Father! Mother concubine!" 

A tender voice sounded in his ears.

Remembering that the two children, Zhiling and Xinrong, were still here, Qingluan quickly stood up and came out of Shen Wuye's arms, with a shy smile on her face.

leaned down again, hugged them one by one and said,

"It's not too early. The imperial doctor said not to let the children blow the wind for too long outside, so as not to catch cold. Bring the two children back to the room."

Immediately, the nursing mother who took care of the child took Zhiling and Xinrong back first.

Looking at the back of the nurse taking the two children away, suddenly, Qing Luan's expression became complicated and he said, "If it wasn't me..."

"It's not your fault."

Shen Wuye interrupted her, his eyes were slightly heavy and his stern profile showed no emotion,

"That's my guilt, I didn't protect you enough to make you trust me enough..." 

He looked up at the gradually cloudy sky.

If there is any karma, it will come at me. Everything Qing'er does is for me...

The blue gauze curtain in the pavilion in the distance dances gently with the breeze, and the patterns woven and embroidered by dark red silk threads become more complicated in the stacking and the lines are unclear...

* *

"Boom!!"

Lightning thundered.

In an instant, there was a gust of wind mixed with the rushing rain, which hit between the branches of the woods and fell to the ground...

The thunder continued to sound, as if it meant destroying everything.

In the imperial mausoleum on the outskirts of imperial city, after a burst of landslides, the soil was exposed, falling rocks and muddy water all over the ground...

After a night of chaos, the officials who came to inspect them couldn't help but look worried when they saw this scene.

...

This morning, the atmosphere is very dignified and compelling.

Only because of the previous performance of Yin Yushi, the current Crown Prince was impeached. 

The accident of the collapse of the west side of the imperial mausoleum caused by the thunderstorm last night was attributed to his improper standing, which led to the condemnation of heaven.

When Zuo Qian and the others heard the words, their faces were ugly, and their brows could not hide their anger.

Yin Yushi belongs to the faction of King He, and King He must have ordered him to do this! Although it is said that the original Prince Ning has been established as the prince, Prince He, Prince An and others are still ambitious, and they are always trying to shake the status of Prince Ning...

Shen Wuye remained calm and did not make excuses. 

Just a glance in the direction of Du Shi and the others, Du Shi immediately understood, and immediately stepped forward to retort,

"Your Majesty Qizao, Yushi Yin's words are wrong! His Royal Highness has always been diligent in government and love the people, and he must be hands-on in everything, and handle things properly. The collapse of the imperial mausoleum caused by thunderstorms and strong winds is related to natural disaster, how can the two things be mixed up!"

"Since ancient times, the government has been inappropriate, and there will be warning signs from heaven. Since His Majesty came to power, the world has become peaceful and the people are happy, and the imperial mausoleum has never happened. The matter of the collapse; how come this disaster happened not long after His Royal Highness came to power. If it wasn't for the immorality of the crown prince, how could this disaster happen?"

Yin Yushi said in a eloquent manner.

"You are sophistry!" Du morale was anxious.

On the dragon chair, Emperor Yue lowered his eyes, showing a thoughtful look.

As he grew older, he became more and more obsessed with the way of longevity, and believed in the theory of reincarnation...

Standing in front of him, King He and King An couldn't help but look at each other, the corners of their mouths raised a meaningful smile.


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