At noon, the scorching sun hid behind the clouds, and the temple's rare blessing ceremony was about to begin.
Outside the Hall of Longevity, there was an open space that could accommodate five hundred people. This open space was a special scripture reciting place that was created by Emperor Taizu when he founded the dynasty. In the middle of the room, there was a tall round table. On the table, there was an exquisite candlestick with three long candles.
Yuan Hui Chair was dressed in a bright red robe with a gold border, sitting in a meditative posture on a soft cushion in front of the candlestick.
Queen Zhangsun's slender fingers rested on the back of Xuanyuan Chen's hand. She wore a bright yellow phoenix robe with golden patterns, and walked up the round stage step by step with a faint smile on her lips.
His steps were calm and his posture was extremely graceful.
Queen Zhangsun, Imperial Consort Ye and the rest sat on the cushion like they were sitting in meditation, imitating Yuan Hui Chair. They closed their eyes and put their hands together, looking gentle and pious, but in their hearts, they remained silent and quietly prayed.
In the open space sat the most outstanding and intelligent disciples of the Temple of Longevity, sitting around a circular table in the middle and chanting scriptures for the prayer ceremony.
As Yuan Hui Chair's mouth wiggled, strings of pleasant sounding scriptures appeared. Following which, the eighty-one disciples also started chanting.
Solemnly solemn, scripture around the entire longevity temple, a long time.
After blessing, Xuanyuan Chen took the lead and returned to Prince Chen's Mansion. Queen Zhangsun and the rest were still staying at the Longevity Monastery, hoping to stay there for half a month and continue praying for the Emperor Xuanyuan.
In the Prince Chen's Mansion's study room, the teacup in Xuanyuan Chen's hands was being held tightly, his gaze was cold, his eyebrows were knitted tightly, and the thin lip was pursing its lips, "This king does not agree."
Xie Qingrong pursed her lips, and wordlessly stood with her back facing Xuanyuan Chen.
Xuanyuan Chen stared at Xie Qingrong's stubborn and silent back, his heart feeling extremely uncomfortable. He extended his hand, wanting to touch Xie Qingrong's beautiful black hair, but his fingers stayed in the air for a moment before retracting it.
"Why not? You know very well that at this critical juncture, I am the best candidate. " Xie Qingrong's abnormally cold and clear voice sounded, carrying a hint of imperceptibly stubbornness and refusal to admit defeat.
Xuanyuan Chen lowered her eyes, the complex emotions and emotions in her eyes were all covered up by his long eyelashes. After a long while, she finally raised his head, the last bit of struggle in her eyes completely disappeared, and he faintly sighed, saying: "This king knows, A Rong should be a eagle soaring in the blue sky. "But …"
Xie Qingrong interrupted Xuanyuan Chen and turned, her expression indifferent, "No need to beat around the bush and try to please me, it's just that you don't trust me enough, so you're not willing to let me have a fight."
Xuanyuan Chen opened his mouth, wanting to tell Xie Qingrong that she was the only one he trusted the most in this world, but he was more worried about her life.
However, he was unable to say these words.
In the end, he still tightly pressed his lips, unwilling to reveal even the slightest of mercy in his heart.
Xie Qingrong stared intently at Xuanyuan Chen, not wanting to miss a single expression on his face. However, she was destined to be disappointed, just now she could see the traces of worry and sadness on Xuanyuan Chen's face.
At this moment, it was as calm as a calm ocean, without any ripples. Even though a small ripple appeared after a rock was thrown into it, it quickly returned to its normal calmness.
The two of them lowered their eyes, unwilling to place their gazes on each other. An inexplicable atmosphere surrounded them.
Shen Haoxuan pushed open the door and entered, a suffocating aura assaulted him, causing him to stagger and almost suspect that he had walked into the wrong place. When he walked out the door, he saw that it was indeed Prince Chen's Mansion's study.
What exactly was going on with these two people?
Shen Haoxuan opened her tasseled fan and flapped her fan with much strength between the two of them. His face revealed confusion and asked: "What happened to you two? Why don't you speak? "
Xuanyuan Chen took the lead and moved away, and as if nothing had happened, he picked up the teacup and said indifferently: "I'm fine."
Shen Haoxuan looked at the two of them in confusion. He did not believe that Xuanyuan Chen was alright, he turned around, went close to Xie Qingrong's side, and asked in a fawning tone, "Princess, what's going on?"
Xie Qingrong's clear and cold eyes swept over Xuanyuan Chen, and the corner of her mouth lifted into a sneer. "Your Duke, if you don't agree, I'll go to the Yue Country to fetch the Soul-Breaking Grass."
Shen Haoxuan uncertainly glanced at Xuanyuan Chen and asked hesitantly, "Your Highness, why don't you agree with Princess Hua-Yang's suggestion?"
But what that responded was only Xuanyuan Chen's dark face, Shen Haoxuan's heart slightly trembled, looking at Xie Qingrong, the sneer on his lips was enough to freeze him to death!
After a moment of hesitation, she carefully said, "Princess, in fact, Prince is only worried for you." Shen Haoxuan then moved closer to Xuanyuan Chen's side and suggested, "If Your Highness is only worried about the safety of the wangfei, why don't you let me follow her! "Firstly, it can protect the safety of Princess Hua-Yang, and secondly, it can act as her companion on the way."
Xuanyuan Chen coldly glanced at Shen Haoxuan, and his fingers that were hidden in his sleeves clenched into a fist. He never had the intention to let Xie Qingrong take the risk alone.
However, if he still did not let go, A Rong would probably ignore him for a very long time.
Xie Qingrong placed her gaze on the silent Xuanyuan Chen. After a long while, he nodded, and then heaved a sigh of relief in her heart.
Xuanyuan Chen saw Xie Qingrong's brows loosen, and asked indifferently: What's wrong? Is there any news from Mo Bei? "
"Eh?" Shen Haoxuan questioned, and asked in puzzlement, "How does Your Highness know about this?"
Xuanyuan Chen's cold gaze fell on Shen Haoxuan, and quickly moved away. Picking up the cup, he took a shallow sip and said: "This king has already known about the latest military news from yesterday, you only came to report today, don't you think it's too late?"
Shen Haoxuan's face instantly darkened, to the point that water was dripping out. How could he not know that the Duke had received the news from the military yesterday?
As Xuanyuan Chen was the one in charge of the intelligence network for Xuanyuan Chen, at this moment, Shen Haoxuan felt extremely ashamed and wanted to find a hole to hide in.
Seeing Shen Haoxuan's vexed and ashamed expression, Xuanyuan Chen immediately felt better.
Xie Qingrong knew that Xuanyuan Chen was using this as an excuse to display his ability, and felt that Xuanyuan Chen had a child's temper. He did not point it out, but pursed his lips, the coldness in his eyes was washed away by his smile.
Shen Haoxuan was vexed for a long time before he suddenly realized what was going on. When he knew that Xuanyuan Chen was trying to vent his anger on him, he immediately got angry from embarrassment.
Xuanyuan Chen put down the teacup and changed the topic. "Has there been any news from the army?"
Shen Haoxuan curled his lips, and said: "Prince, didn't you find out yesterday? Why ask me again? "
Xuanyuan Chen shot a cold blade in his eyes towards Shen Haoxuan, who felt the hairs on his back stand up, and a burst of cold feeling came from the bottom of his feet.
Under Xuanyuan Chen's coercion, Shen Haoxuan unhappily told what he knew.