Chapter 1575

After walking for a while, because the road was rough, beads of sweat appeared on the female benefactor's forehead. The bodyguard came forward and took out a handkerchief for her. After she took it and wiped it, she continued to walk forward. She was not afraid of hardship and fatigue.

After half a day, she finally arrived. Linghui led the group into the temple. She looked around and saw that the incense here was not flourishing. Quietly, she could only hear the birds outside. It seemed to be a very spiritual place.

Linghui came up to her, folded her hands and said, "Amitabha, female benefactor, please wait a moment and report to the master before the poor monk."

"Please, little master. I'll go around and worship first." She said.

"Amitabha." Linghui turned away and went to report to Shifu.

After wandering for a week, she walked into the statue of Buddha. She looked up and looked at the statue in front of her with long eyes.

A moment later, she nodded, Lengmei understood, took three incense sticks, lit them, and presented them to her with both hands. She took the incense in her hand and worshipped three times. Lengmei took the incense away and inserted it in front of the shrine.

Even like the moon, his knees bent and knelt down, his hands folded, closed his eyes and bowed down.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect to meet benefactor here." At this time, a quiet and calm voice came from behind.

Hearing this voice, even like the moon, my heart trembled slightly and straightened up slowly.

Feng Ye raises his feet and comes in. He puts his hands together and walks to Lian Xiangyue's side. Lian Xiangyue turns around and sees him in front of him. He is bald and wearing a monk's cassock. He is much thinner than before, his face is as pale as paper, and his fingers are thinner than before. There is no pride and arrogance in his eyes.

Light, light eyes, light expression, the whole person is light.

If he didn't know that he was Feng Ye, even the moon would not immediately connect the monk in front of him with the once arrogant eighth highness Feng Ye.

Feng Ye felt her gaze, turned around, looked at her and said, "benefactor, are you here to pray for the emperor? Or... "

"Master Jingkong, are you okay?" Lian Xiangyue asked.

Feng Ye, who was originally expressionless, after hearing this sentence, his heart like stagnant water set off a ripple. He slowly turned his head and looked at the woman in front of him. The corners of his lips trembled slightly, "I'm very good, I don't know how the princess is?"

"I'm fine." Lian Xiangyue said.

Feng Ye was slightly stunned. Then he said with a faint smile, "it's unnecessary for me to ask. How can you be bad?"

His eyes were no longer like stagnant water, slowly revealing a trace of bitterness, as if the emotions accumulated for a long time were finally slowly released.

"The emperor knows the news that you are ill." Lian Xiangyue said.

Feng Ye coughed twice, and his pale face turned a little red. He repressed his uncomfortable feeling and said, "the dying man is not worth worrying about“

"I have brought Dr. Dong, who will treat you“ Lian Xiangyue said.

"Is that what the emperor means or what you mean?" Feng Ye asks, her eyes are clear and distant, and she seems to have turned a blind eye to life and death.

"It's the emperor's meaning." Lian Xiangyue said.

Feng Ye's lips slightly turned up, his hands folded and bowed, "Amitabha, I thank the emperor for his kindness, but I'm alone and have no worries about life and death. I don't have to waste Dong Shen's medical skills. Please go back and recover my life."

"Abbot..."

"Amitabha..."

Even the moon like lips moved. I wanted to say that the abbot asked people to send the news of serious illness back to the palace to let them know. Isn't it just for someone to come?

If it had been before, she would have said so, but now, when the words came to her mouth, they were only put back to her heart. Now she has learned to be soft.

"I wonder if the abbot still remembers that his highness Liu didn't hesitate to protect the life of the abbot and died miserably in Kyoto. If he knew that he was only a person who didn't want to live in exchange for his life, would he regret his original decision? When he knew that the abbot was killing his life, would he be distressed? " Lian Xiangyue said.

"You..."

"A few days ago, the emperor and Yun Zheng talked about that he dreamed of talking about poetry, songs and Fu and drinking tea with his highness six in the bookstore. The emperor said that when he was young, he also had a deep friendship with his highness six. His highness six was very natural and unrestrained. He also confided with the emperor that he was tired of the endless struggle for imperial power. He just wanted to have good wine at night. It would be good to have poetry and wine, He had no attachment to power, but he was born in the emperor's house. He had to face these things whether he wanted it or not. He had to escape these disputes desperately.

Therefore, later, I was also surprised that your highness Liu would willingly get involved in these disputes because of you, abbot. A man who did not rare power was finally thought to have died for power and power, and was thought to have lived up to his death. It can be seen that his highness Liu's friendship with each other's father-in-law is not deep, which is really rare in the emperor's house“ Lian Xiangyue talked to Feng Ye about some past events about Feng Yu.

Feng Ye is stunned. Yes, brother Liu Wang is the eternal pain in his heart.

"Brother Liu Wang..." he closed his eyes deeply and closed his tears. When talking about Fengyu, his voice was trembling.

"Feng Ye." Even the moon called his name.

The indifferent look on Feng Ye's face finally disintegrated. He slowly turned his head and looked at Lian Yueh. His eyes like a dry lake gradually turned red.

"Unexpectedly, up to now, you are willing to call my name and surname. I haven't heard anyone call me like this for a long time. No one here knows who I am, and I'm about to forget who I am." Feng Ye trembled.

"At that time, in Yao City, your highness Ba had to make a move before I could return to the prime minister's residence. I remember these." Lian Xiangyue said.

"Yes, of all the people, you met me first. I thought we would be together. Later, you weren't with me. I thought we would be friends at least, but I didn't expect that we were not even friends in the end. I have always wondered why you chose to stay with him and never abandon him. Why not me and why not? " This is where Feng Ye can't let go.

Lian Xiangyue came to the Buddha, looked up, looked at the Bodhisattva's face and said, "the first person I met was not you, your highness."

"It's not me, Mingming..." Feng Ye doesn't understand. Did anyone else go there before he went to Yao City?

"The first person I met was Yun Zheng. I thought it wasn't him. I thought it was Feng Qianyue. In fact, it was him, Yun Zheng." Speaking of fengyunzheng, there was a different light in Lian Yueyue's eyes.

"Brother nine?" Feng Ye doesn't understand more. "He has never been to Yao City in his life."