C930

It is said to be a temple on the outskirts of the city, but also a large temple in the mountains beside the village.

The host here prayed for the former Emperor day by day, but now he can't leave the deep mountain. The whole temple interprets the ancient and simple words vividly. There are only four or five wing rooms, and one pregnant Ji Shu is left. Other servants can only go to the backyard to live with monks.

Gu Mingyan can only stay in the carriage temporarily and go to the wing room when they burn incense and pray.

Qi Rou took her in one hand and held her medicine bag in the other hand. Seeing that there were neat wooden boxes in the package behind her, she asked in a low voice, "you are not afraid to expose the stuffing with so many things."

"You have to have the courage to see the king's carriage." Gu Mingyan weighs the heavy wooden box behind him. He carefully uses Qi Rou to block his eyes from the monks and runs into Duan Chengxuan's wing room. There are two general shops here. In order to avoid the embarrassment of some pilgrims living together, they are covered with thick bamboo curtains.

She stacked things on the right side of the pavement, as long as no one opened the bamboo curtain will not see her.

One hour later, Duan Chengxuan looked at the bamboo curtain on the right side when he came back, followed by Dongfang xuan'er who came to discuss important matters.

"Say it." Duan Chengxuan takes back his eyes and sits at the table.

"That jade hairpin is the thing in my grandfather's hand. When I was young, I met the picture of Princess ling'er by chance. This jade hairpin is on her head, so I hope that his highness Jing can help Xuaner." Dongfang xuan'er bowed to salute, and her eyes also turned red: "I hope Prince Jing can conceal this and dissuade my grandfather from making mistakes again."

Duan Chengxuan's face does not change, and Gu Mingyan on the inside cannot help laughing.

If Duan Chengxuan didn't send someone to stare at her a few days ago, she didn't know that she was preparing to draw a clear line with Dongfang family. What she said now is just for self preservation.

"What else did your grandfather and father hide?"

"The specific Xuaner is not clear, but she knows the whereabouts of some linger princesses." Speaking of this, Dongfang xuan'er even mentioned that she had a skirt and knelt straight in front of Duan Chengxuan and said: "not only that, what Dongfang did was for the emperor. Xuan'er only hopes that you can see my face and leave 100 lives of Dongfang family."

Duan Chengxuan picked up his eyebrows: "you said in front of me that brother Huang's is not, this life is not want?"

"Because Xuaner still wants this life, she is willing to be honest with his Highness Prince Jing." Dongfang xuan'er kneels on the ground and moves to Duan Chengxuan's face: "the child in Ji Shu's womb is not yours. In addition, Grandpa hopes that I can get rid of Dongfang family and save Dongfang family after you ascend the throne. It's not just that. Do you know that today's ninth Prince has been turned over? "

There was a trace of surprise across the bottom of his eyes. Duan Chengxuan's hand on the table was also clenched tightly: "why did the ninth prince get turned around?"

"The nine princes were poisoned as well as those of Gu Mingyan. There were a group of people behind them who wanted to find a way to live forever that Gu Mingyan didn't find. So they tied him up. Now what they left in the mansion is just a fake." Dongfang xuan'er moved forward in a hurry. Her hands could hold the cloth on Duan Chengxuan's knee.

"How can I know whether what you say is true or not?" Duan Chengxuan raises eyebrows.

"If you don't believe it, you can send someone to investigate it." Dongfang xuan'er's hand, which was holding his dress corner, was slightly white because of the force, and her eyes were crystal clear. In a soft voice, she said: "xuan'er only asked the Lord to leave a place for her in the prince Jing's mansion, so that my brothers and sisters would not be forced into a desperate situation."

Duan Chengxuan was surprised that she really told the hidden things, and she could only agree to them.

When Dongfang xuan'er left, Gu Mingyan opened the corner of the bamboo mat, lying on the edge of the shop, only showing his head and half a cotton bag. He took off his coat and looked at him with his head askew: "you think it's a bit true or not."

"It's all true and false." Duan Chengxuan got up and went to the door to tie the door. Then he went to Gu Mingyan's bed and sat down: "don't you sleep together tonight?"

"As long as you're not afraid of me throwing you up." Gu Mingyan opened the bamboo mat a lot, and all kinds of medicinal materials were placed in the square boxes, among which two pieces of oilpaper were padded, which did not make the taste too heavy.

She rolled into the bamboo mat and put her hands on the wooden box on one side: "if Dongfang Xuaner can tell you the location of linger, you should try it."

"Ling'er is the real daughter of the emperor's brother, so he will not..."

"Did he ever show mercy to his son? If the ninth Prince's case is true, do you really think he can take care of a blind daughter? Even if it's yunqi's daughter. " Gu Mingyan does not believe it all the time. His gray eyes are full of fatigue and his voice is lighter: "some things are carved in his blood."

Duan Chengxuan pulled the back angle for her, and saw that the scattered coat there was kicked into the corner by her. The small wooden table on the general pavement was reserved for eating, saying: "you are right."

"I'm a little sleepy listening to you." Gu Mingyan is half squinting and sleepy.

"Sleep." Duan Chengxuan pinched the green silk in her ear. When she fell asleep, her fingertips gently closed the corner of the cotton bag, Duan Chengxuan raised his hand to slightly open her skirt.

There was a long wound on her heart. She had never used any ointment for the old wound. It was like a mark engraved on her body. But in Duan's eyes, everything in front of her was extremely precious. She carefully folded her skirt and kissed her fingertips. Then she never left.

At night, Gu Mingyan would spit out all the dried rice and pancakes he ate in the daytime. Even if he couldn't spit out anything, he could only hold his hands on the edge of the bed with blue tendons protruding, his eyes hanging down his head, for fear of the next wave of nausea.

Duan Chengxuan supports her painfully. After an hour or two of tossing, Gu Mingyan can't help leaning on the edge of the bed. Half of his head hangs on the edge of the bed. Even the long green silk falls on the ground without knowing it.

Duan Chengxuan asked people to clean up the house, return to her side, and hold her in her arms for another sleep, but was pushed away by Gu Mingyan, who was half asleep and half awake. She also wiped a handful of corners of her mouth with one hand: "I smell dead."

"It smells good. I have rinsed twice." Duan Chengxuan kisses her on the corner of the mouth. When she still wants to struggle, she completely fixes people in her arms. An arm acts as a pillow for her, saying: "sleep early, and you will not see me when you wake up tomorrow."

"What if I was heard snoring?"

"You sleep more than a pig." Press her into her arms: "go to sleep!"

The man in my arms murmured a few complaints, but finally he was tired and fell asleep.

Duan Chengxuan, however, looked at her increasingly emaciated face and couldn't sleep for a long time.