Wen jinniang and Liang Yuan went back to the capital. Instead of rushing back to Liang Fu, they directly took Liang Sijin to Lingguang temple.
When Yang Qi heard that Liang Yuan came with Wen jinniang and her children, he was surprised and happy.
"Sister, you're back."
"Yes, I'm back."
Wen jinniang looked at Yang Qi, who had raised her head a lot, and resisted the impulse of reaching for her head.
Liang Yuanjian, who has been ignored, holds Liang Sijin and stands aside. He looks at Yang Qi and Wen jinniang, and points to Yang Qi.
"Sijin is called uncle."
Liang Sijin embraces Liang Yuan's neck and looks at Yang Qi doubtfully.
"Isn't Sijin's uncle in Liangzhou?"
"Well behaved, this is the little uncle, Liangzhou is the big uncle, there is no conflict."
"Oh, Sijin got it."
Liang Sijin nodded in a decent way. Yang Qi was amused by a sudden realization. Yang Qi reached out and took off the amulet that he was carrying and handed it to Liang Sijin.
"This is the light that master Jingxin has driven. My uncle has taken it with him for a long time. I'll keep you safe."
"Thank you, uncle."
Liang Sijin is not polite either. He reaches for it and says thanks with a squint.
Yang Qi leads Wen jinniang to the back mountain. When master Jingxin sees Wen jinniang, he is more happy than Yang Qi.
"Is Mrs. Liang back from visiting relatives?"
Wen jinniang looks at the extremely enthusiastic master of meditation, looks at Yang Qi in doubt, and asks with her eyes.
"What's the matter?"
Yang Qi pursed her lips and replied in a low voice with a smile.
"It's not that you're not here. All the food Liang's house has brought is bought. Master Jingxin feels that his mouth can't accept the food made by people other than you. Now he's happy to see you back."
Wen jinniang felt that her teeth were sour. She thought that she was a special cook.
When Yang Qi thought of Chu lianyue, his happiness faded. Taking advantage of Liang Sijin's efforts to study master Jingxin's cassock, Yang Qi pulled Wen jinniang aside and spoke in a low voice.
"Feign death?"
After listening to Yang Qi's words, Wen jinniang feels that she can't keep up with Yang Qi's ideas. Although Wen jinniang is surprised by Yang Qi and Chu lianyue, she still adheres to the concept of love regardless of age and class, and accepts them smoothly. But she pretends to be dead and runs away. Wen jinniang thinks that the feasibility is too low.
Yang Qi looks at Wen jinniang and shakes her head. For a moment, she doesn't know whether she said it or not.
"Xiaoqi, Chu lianyue's identity is not the wife of ordinary people. She is the prince and princess. Now she has become the princess. The funeral ceremony of the princess is regulated."
Yang Qi naturally knew what Wen jinniang said. It was because he knew that Yang Qi had thought for so many days that he finally decided to tell Wen jinniang that Wen jinniang and Liang Yuanlai should think of a more suitable way.
Liang Sijin is taken by master Jingxin to play in the bamboo forest in the back mountain. Liang Yuan goes to Wen jinniang and leads people to the stone table to sit down and talk.
"What's the matter? His face turned pale
Liang Yuan naturally asked Wen jinniang, but his eyes fell on Yang Qi.
"Xiaoqi... He fell in love with Princess Jing. The Chu family and the Wei family had the same relationship. Chu lianyue wanted to leave in feign death, but now it's hard to do anything. Xiaoqi wanted to find us together."
"So he was going to hide it?"
Liang Yuan immediately grasped the key point in Wen jinniang's words. Yang Qi scratched his head awkwardly. Although he didn't do anything, there was an embarrassment of being caught.
Liang Yuan's index finger is knocking on the stone table. Wen jinniang knows that this is a small action when he is seriously thinking about the problem, which shows that Liang Yuan is really helping Yang Qi to figure out a way.
"Do you really want to help Xiaoqi and Princess Jing?"
Wen jinniang sat in the carriage, looking at the sleeping Liang Sijin, pulled the blanket for her and asked softly.
Liang Yuan closed his eyes with his forehead in his hand. Hearing Wen jinniang's question, he slowly opened his eyes.
"I don't know what I'm up to. If Xiaoqi and Chu lianyue really love each other, why don't they help?"
Wen jinniang nodded to show that she understood. Now it seems that Liang Yuan can accept free love more than other men.
"I'm afraid her royal highness King Jing is very busy in Qizhou. If Princess Jing wants to completely break the contact with the royal family and the Wei family, she has to implement it before her royal highness King Jing strikes back."
Wen jinniang, listening to Liang Yuan's words, reaches for her hand and holds it. Her cool fingertips reveal her fear of war.
"Will his royal highness King Jing really rebel?"
Liang Yuan doesn't know how to explain it. It's not clear for a while whether it's anti or not. Liang Yuan can only comfort Wen jinniang by holding her hand.
"No matter what happens, I will protect you."
"I believe you."
In the main backyard of King Jing's palace in the capital, Chu lianyue sits in front of the Buddha statue in plain clothes, calmly copying scriptures.
"Miss, have a rest. I've copied it for an hour..."
Qiao Lian saw an eye drip, hit a small yawn, the small voice of remind a way.
Chu lianyue finished her last stroke, put down her stiff pen, rubbed her wrist and stood up.
"It's my own sister in name. That's all I can do for her."
Chu lianyue looks at the drooping crabapple in full bloom outside the window and remembers that when the news of Chu Lianxing's death came back to Beijing, she was pruning the crabapple tree and accidentally cut off one by one.
Chu lianyue didn't know the inside story. She knew little about the fire in King Jing's mansion, just like ordinary people.
The prince's side imperial concubine was burned to death by fire, but before she died, she gave birth to the flesh and blood in her belly. Such a thing fell into the hands of those who wrote the script. Naturally, she wrote a version after version of the story.
Chu lianyue went to the teahouse several days in a row and listened to one version of the story after another. In those stories, the name of the emperor's concubine was replaced. Naturally, the key point was Chu Lianxing, which had nothing to do with Chu lianyue.
One story after another makes Chu Lianxing's death extremely noble and great. The child who was born prematurely and had congenital defects and died at any time also touched everyone's heart.
"Miss, are you going to Lingguang Temple today?"
Since Chu Lianxing's accident, Chu lianyue went to Lingguang temple for more than half a month to pray, and gave Chu Lianxing a light.
"I won't go today. I'm tired."
"Yes, the slave will help you out."
Qiaolian holds Chu lianyue out of the small Buddhist hall, and the petals of the drooping Begonia that have been blown off by the wind fall to the ground. Chu lianyue looks at the petals that have fallen to the mud and sighs silently.
Once upon a time, I thought Chu Lianxing was disgusting and disgusting, but now I only regret that the news of Zhuang Rumeng's death is still hidden. Chu Lianxing died before he knew it. What's more, I regret that the child lost his mother when he was born, and now his father is not his own father. Everything has its fate