C149 right and wrong places

After the Emperor Xuanyuan fell, the one with the most authority in the palace was none other than the Queen Zhangsun in charge of the Phoenix Seal, she gave all of the matters of the imperial court to the Prime Minister Changsun and the Prime Minister Ye. Xuanyuan Chen and Xuanyuan Jing had to support the two ministers to protect the imperial government of the entire Heavenly Sage Kingdom, as well as protect every single citizen of the Heavenly Sage Kingdom.

She then gave the order and personally went to the outskirts of the city to pray for Emperor Xuanyuan's blessings at the Temple of Longevity, the place with the most incense burning.

As Xie Qingrong boarded the carriage, she felt an extremely cold and indifferent gaze staring fiercely at him from behind, like a dark and cold poisonous snake. She turned slightly, but was unable to find that cold gaze.

He went into the carriage.

Xie Qingrong pulled open the curtain of the sedan chair, the scenery along the way was extremely beautiful, but Xuanyuan Chen was not in the mood to appreciate the scenery.

Frowning, he had been thinking about some things and some clues that he had neglected all these years.

Xie Qingrong saw Xuanyuan Chen's worried look and asked: "What's wrong?"

Only now did Xuanyuan Chen regain his senses, and said: "Nothing, I just suddenly thought of something."

Xie Qingrong nodded her head helplessly, she knew that Xuanyuan Chen did not want to talk about it, so she changed the topic. "How is the emperor?"

When he mentioned the Emperor Xuanyuan's Dragon Body, Xuanyuan Chen's eyes instantly dimmed a bit, and became a little downcast and sad, "With royal father's Dragon Body being affected, Imperial Doctor Hu could only extend Royal Father's life for three months at most."

Xie Qingrong frowned, as if she did not expect the Emperor Xuanyuan's body to be so severely injured, and asked: "Could it be that there is no other way?"

Xuanyuan Chen said: "There are other ways, but it's too difficult. Imperial Doctor Hu said that we must obtain Soul-Breaking Grass and metazoan flower, and the two of them combined can bring father back from the dead. "

Xie Qingrong frowned and asked: "Since there's a way, why not give it a try?" But when she saw Xuanyuan Chen's troubled face, she suddenly realized.

"Are these two very hard to find?"

"Not really. Royal Family of the State of Yue had a well-preserved Soul-Breaking Grass. However, this metazoan flower was just a flower mentioned in the ancient books. It was said that it could only grow up to fifteen hundred meters high, and there was even a giant python around it. Even if we can find mountains and giant pythons, we might not even be able to find metazoan flower s. " Xuanyuan Chen said softly.

Xie Qingrong suddenly placed his hand on top of Xuanyuan Chen's palm and tightly held onto his hand, hoping to give him a bit of hope. Comforting: "Do not be anxious and do not make things difficult for yourself. Since it was mentioned in the ancient book of metazoan flower, then it must have appeared before. Otherwise, it would not have been discovered and written into the ancient book. As for this Soul-Breaking Grass, I will make a trip to the Yue Country one day to retrieve it. "

Xuanyuan Chen held Xie Qingrong's hand in return, coveting the warmth in her palm. He said in a low voice: "A Rong, don't be rash. Royal Family of the State of Yue is not as simple as A Rong thinks it is. You must not act alone. "

Just as Xie Qingrong was about to say something, the horse carriage suddenly stopped. She let go of Xuanyuan Chen's hand and pulled open the curtain of the sedan.

Yuan Hui Chair brought a group of disciples to wait outside the temple. Queen Zhangsun got off the palanquin curtain first, closed her hands, and bowed to Yuan Hui Chair.

Yuan Hui Chair returned the greeting.

Queen Zhangsun, Imperial Consort Ye, Xuanyuan Jing and the others all bowed to Yuan Hui Chair, and then were brought to the temple by the young disciples, arranging for accommodations and meals.

Just as Xie Qingrong walked down the palanquin, she also sensed the scorching gaze that she met when she first entered the carriage. In an instant, it disappeared without a trace.

Walking to the Yuan Hui Chair's side, his cold eyes glanced at Yuan Hui Chair, and just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Yuan Hui Chair's shout, "Benefactor, stop."

Xie Qingrong's footsteps paused for a moment, then stopped and turned around. Facing Yuan Hui Chair, with an extremely deep look in her eyes, the smile on her face became a little cold, "Are you calling me?"

"This humble monk will watch his benefactor's face. In the next few days, I will be framed, and fear a bloody disaster. "Amitabha." Yuan Hui Chair said indifferently, but his face had a look of pity.

Xie Qingrong looked at Yuan Hui Chair coldly, her cold gaze stopped for a second in front of her eyes, and said indifferently: "Master, I do not believe that you have found the wrong person."

She was a Death General, and she had never trusted these merciful gods.

"Almsgiver, the killing you did in your previous life was too great. You must not kill again in this life. Seeing that the benefactor was a wise man, why not put down the butcher's knife and immediately become a Buddha? "Amitabha." Yuan Hui Chair said in sympathy.

When Xie Qingrong heard Yuan Hui Chair's first sentence, she was shocked. But the last few words, on the face, was filled with a cold aura, and she let out a "Ah" sneer, "Buddha?" Buddha never crosses me. "

Finishing his words, he turned around and left.

Xuanyuan Chen was right behind Xie Qingrong, so he could hear the conversation between Xie Qingrong and Yuan Hui Chair completely.

In his heart, he knew about the Yuan Hui Chair's capabilities, but he actually spoke of it with A Rong. Standing in front of the Yuan Hui Chair, he bowed to him, and then left.

At the same time, he was also stopped by the Yuan Hui Chair. The host looked at him enigmatically and said sorrowfully: "Benefactor, the sword is a good sword, but if the killing is too heavy, the sword would be stained with blood and rust from it. "Amitabha."

Xuanyuan Chen's eyes flashed with a dangerous glint, his heart wavered and wavered about Yuan Hui Chair's words. It seemed that the host wanted to tell him something, but merely reminded him indifferently.

As expected, Xie Qingrong headed towards the Queen Zhangsun's residence to meet the both of them.

Ever since Ye Ningyu had married Xuanyuan Jing, it was the first time she had ever seen Ye Ningyu. She slightly bent her waist to bow towards the Queen Zhangsun, holding a teacup in her hands, she gave him a warm and respectful toast.

Seeing Queen Zhangsun take a sip, Ye Ningyu laughed, her originally beautiful face was now covered by her elegant smile, as if she had become more steady and composed, and her temperament became much more refined.

It was as if they were still opposing each other a few days ago. These few days, Ye Ningyu was like a different person, gentle and courteous, speaking in a gentle voice, and every word and smile he made made made him seem dignified and virtuous.

When he looked at Imperial Consort Ye's eyes again, he was indeed very satisfied.

Xie Qingrong curled her lips, and turned to leave this place. She had never liked this kind of place that was filled with scheming, scheming, and scheming.