Chapter 455

"Say hello to lady Shufei." Gentle Qing Dynasty he Yuexuan curtsey road.

He Yuexuan cleared his throat and glanced at her. He raised his hand and said, "get up. I don't know why Wen Zhaorong came to the East Hall of our palace today."

Wen Wanqing sits on the chair beside him. As soon as he reaches out his hand, he sees Yingxue holding a Buddhist Scripture.

"This is the Buddhist Scripture that my concubine has transcribed for one and a half months. I think the lady has finished transcribing it. Why don't you give it to the Emperor today and let the emperor hand it to the Guoguang temple to burn it to the empress and pray for her."

When she finished speaking, Yingxue handed the Sutra to Gong e beside he Yuexuan.

When he Yuexuan flipped the Sutra, he was shocked by the beautiful handwriting on it. The character was like Wen Wanqing.

After closing the Sutra, he Yuexuan made a quick calculation in his eyes and said with a smile: "Wen Zhaorong came at the right time. Now that all the copies have been finished, he handed them over to the emperor for disposal, so as not to be left behind."

Just take this opportunity to let the emperor take good care of Xiao zhirou. She is sure that Xiao zhirou's Buddhist scriptures have not been written at all. Even if she does, I'm afraid it will be written on behalf of others. If the emperor finds it out.

He Yuexuan gave a cold hum and quietly took out the Buddhist scriptures he had copied.

And another Buddhist Scripture, she had already let Gong e take it to Jiang Xuelian in the West Hall.

Wen Wanqing took a look at her Buddhist scriptures and immediately praised them: "lady Shufei's handwriting is strong, small and exquisite. It's very beautiful. It's much better than that of my concubine."

After listening to her praise, he Yuexuan's face even more showed a touch of satisfaction. When she was about to get up and go to the West Hall with Wen Wanqing, she just saw Jiang Xuelian with an umbrella under the corridor.

"The news of the good wife is really good." He Yuexuan took a look at the Buddhist Scripture held in Jiang Xuelian's hand. She was gentle and clear, but she didn't have half a cup of tea. Jiang Xuelian had already heard the news. It can be seen that she always paid attention to every move in her main hall.

But Jiang Xuelian didn't care about her sarcasm. Instead, she let Gong e around her hand over the Buddhist scriptures to Wen Wanqing. She said to Wen Wanqing, "anyway, she lives with Shufei in hancui palace. When Wen Zhaorong comes here, the palace will know."

"You --" he Yuexuan didn't expect that Jiang Xuelian still dared to compete with herself at this moment. She couldn't help but see the Buddhist Scripture and snorted coldly, "didn't you forget, my dear concubine, whose hand did this Buddhist Scripture come from?"

Who knows, Jiang Xuelian was not afraid, straightened up and said: "of course, it's from our palace. The emperor ordered the concubines of all the palaces to copy Buddhist Scriptures for the empress. Who dares to find someone to replace her? Can't it be that the Buddhist scriptures of the empress are written by Gong e?"

"You're bullshit. I don't need someone else to write for me. It's your concubine -" he Yuexuan quickly steps forward and grabs the Buddhist Scripture in Yingxue's hand. When he opens it, it's not her own handwriting, but her own.

"It's impossible. We have a copy sent to you. How can you write this sutra yourself?" He Yuexuan looks at Jiang Xuelian inconceivably.

But Jiang Xuelian seems to have known it for a long time. She takes the Buddhist Scripture in her hand and looks at it silently: "I can't bear the good intentions of the lady, not to mention I don't want to let the emperor misunderstand it. Therefore, the Buddhist Scripture is better written by me." She put the Sutra back on Yingxue's hand and looked back at Wen Wanqing standing in the middle of the hall. "Wen Zhaorong, are you right about what the Palace said?"

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