Chapter 2228

"Why can't you do that? My father loves me most. Who is my father? Do you know? My father is the Prime Minister of the Dynasty and the most favored minister around the emperor. As long as I speak, he will take down the stars in the sky for me

The young girl was obstinate, but she still had a conscience. She even saw the bleeding wound on her forehead, so she quickly asked her maid to bring him a good wound healing medicine to bandage him.

Under the present close relationship, there is no need to close his eyes, stir the Buddha beads, and constantly recite: "when the Bodhisattva is in deep Prajna paramita, he can see that the five universes are empty and pass all the hardships. Sarizi, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, so is desire, action and knowledge... "

"Monk, I like you. I want to keep you by my side."

The voice of no need to recite sutras stopped suddenly. He did not respond, but his cheeks and ears were not naturally flushed.

"Speak up!" Xueyuan boldly reached out and touched the head of the monk who had no need to burn the ring scar, "dumb?"

"Benefactor Xueyuan, if the poor monk can't return to Huguo temple before dawn and is found missing, then Huguo temple will send someone to report to the palace. When the emperor is disturbed, the benefactor will bring disaster to the prime minister's house. I advise the female benefactor not to come around and let the poor monk leave."

In a dream.

Xueyuan insists on his own way, just like Wuyong said. When Huguo Temple found Wuyong missing, he really alarmed the emperor. The emperor ordered to send troops to look for the Wuyong holy monk in Huguo temple. Soon, the forces opposing the prime minister's house did not know where to get the news. The soldiers found Wuyong trapped in the wing room of the backyard.

Du Ruoyu once thought that because of the willful and reckless actions of the prime minister Qianjin, her family would be implicated, but she never expected

There is no need to help Xueyuan cover up her crime when she enters the palace.

"The emperor, the poor monk and the prime minister's son are good friends. Last night, his son was seriously injured in the front because of his dream, so he left the Huguo temple in the middle of the night and went to the prime minister's house to tell the prime minister that it was not taken away by the people in the prime minister's house."

"And who did the wound on your head?"

"It's caused by robberies and beatings on the road."

"Monks don't lie. Are you serious?"

“…… Seriously. "

An hour later, the frontier army won a great victory under the leadership of the prime minister's son, brother Xueyuan. However, Xueyuan was killed because of serious injury.

Outside the palace.

Xueyuan was dressed in red, and her black hair was flying in the snow. Her eyes were red when she heard the news of her brother's death.

"Monk, what are you doing

Wu Yong wears a cassock and bows slightly, "Miss Xueyuan, I hope this is the first and last time."

"How do you know my brother is dead."

"Buddha dreams."

"Ridiculous! Now that you have lied because of me, will your Buddha care for you in the future? "

"This is not miss Xueyuan's business."

The white dream began to change again.

From the winter snow, the twinkling of an eye into the early spring peach plum fragrance.

In early spring, Xueyuan, dressed in white, followed the eldest princess to the Huguo temple. Once again, she saw the futility of sitting still under the tree and realizing Buddhism in the back mountain.

"Long time no see."

Compared with the old headstrong young lady of the prime minister's house, after the death of her eldest brother, Xueyuan seems to be a dignified lady and has become much more restrained.

On hearing this, Du Ruoyu realizes that the handsome monk sitting there trembles invisibly with the Buddha beads in his hand.

He slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes, which made the world pale, were intoxicated.

"Amitabha, Miss Xueyuan."

"Don't panic. Princess Yuening, the eldest sister of the emperor, took me to Huguo temple to pray for her husband. I just passed by."

"Good."

The girl stood there quietly, gazing at the monk who had been settled down again. Her eyes were full of loneliness and regret.

"Monk, the emperor has given her marriage."

No need to open his eyes, but always dare not face up to that girl, "eh?"

"The Emperor gave me a marriage and promised me to the ninth prince as the imperial concubine."

The girl is sitting on the ground with her back to Wu Yong. She tells her story with a light tone.

The chanting stopped completely, and the monk opened his eyes. After a long silence, he said quietly, "congratulations to miss Xueyuan, the dragon of nine princes. Miss Xueyuan married him. It's a natural match."

"Monk, I found that I still like you. This kind of love is not something that can disappear with time."

“……”

"I have a problem. No one can force me to do something I don't like. For my father's sake, I can't resist or disobey my orders, but for my own sake, I won't be willing to be a victim." Xueyuan said with a smile on her back to Wu Yong. She paused, "so guess what I will do?"

Under the tree, there is no need to frown, holding the fingers of Bodhi Buddha beads, slightly white, "I don't know."

The girl got up and jumped to Wu Yong's side. She reached out and patted Wu Yong's bald head playfully, just like at the beginning, "monk, you should remember to surpass me..."The ending of this dream is heartbreaking.

Xueyuan killed herself.

On the day when she married into the nine princes' mansion and ten miles of red makeup, she took poison in a sedan chair.

Du Ruoyu's dream is to follow Xueyuan.

So in the dream, after the snow kite died, Baimang's dream fell into the dark, but soon Du Ruoyu fell into a strange place.

In my dream, this place is full of people, and the endless and graceful team can't see the end.

On both sides of the road, there is a river. Not far from the river, there is a bridge on which three characters are engraved in ancient Chinese characters, but Du Ruoyu can't recognize that word. Looking from a distance, there is a beautiful woman on the bridge, who is cooking a pot of soup. Anyone passing by must drink the soup.

Xueyuan stood not far away from her, standing in line, looking dull, but strangely, her body was translucent, her mouth was bleeding, and her face was pale.

Du Ruoyu looks around strangely. The sky is as red as the setting sun. From time to time, you can hear terrible shrieks

Just as she was standing beside Xueyuan, they were already at the end of the bridge, and Xueyuan was ready to drink the soup, there was a huge confusion behind the team.

Vaguely, Du Ruoyu stood on the bridge, looking far away from the team, as if he heard someone calling Xueyuan's name.

"Snow kite!"

"Don't drink that soup!"

"Let go! What are you doing! Let go

Du Ruoyu looks at a place far away, where there are a lot of people dressed up strangely. They even hold weapons in their hands. It seems that they forcibly removed a person

The man was yelling the name of Xueyuan.

When Du Ruoyu tried to see the true face of the figure, the dream disappeared, and all the scenes disappeared with it.

When Du Ruoyu opened his eyes again, the rain stopped outside the window and it was dawn.

Her pillow was covered with wet tears.

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