C457 Blessing

The crown prince personally went to the Great Qing Buddha Temple in the Southern Mountain to pray for blessings, the Prince Chu, the imperial concubine and Huangfu Zhuer.

Along the way, the carriages were connected from head to toe. The huge carriage attracted the citizens to stop and watch.

Morong Gan did not ride a horse. Instead, he sat in the palanquin beside Bai Qianfan, one hand resting on the palanquin while the other hand fanning his wife. "Are you thirsty? Do you want some water? "

Bai Qianfan shook her head, "How much longer until we get there? I'm already tired."

He reached out and pulled her over, letting her lie on his lap. "Sleep, I'll call you when it's time."

It was probably because it was too hot. Recently, she had been getting more and more drowsy, and sometimes the servant girls would not call her. Only when Morong Gan returned from the yamen did she wake up.

Not long later, she fell asleep, her body swaying back and forth in the sedan, she was extremely cute and innocent, causing Morong Gan to be afraid of falling down to her, one hand hugging her shoulder and the other waving a fan.

It was too hot, and her appetite had decreased over the past few days. However, looking at her, he could see that the bigger the place was, the happier he was, and his thoughts surged, but he did not dare to act rashly. Firstly, he was afraid of scratching her, and secondly, he was going to pray for blessings.

The mountain was naturally a bit cooler than the city, it was full of big trees, and when people passed by under the shade of the trees, they would feel the cool air, even when they were in the palanquin, they would be able to feel it. Bai Qianfan shrunk her shoulders a little when she was sleeping, and immediately held her tighter.

Bai Qianfan muttered twice, and rubbed him in his bosom, but did not wake up. He lowered his head and kissed her eyes. "Lazy cat, if you don't wake up soon, Bodhisattva will blame you."

Bai Qianfan groaned, she half opened her eyes and yawned: "Have you arrived?"

"Yes, we're here." Taking advantage of her absent-mindedness, he stole a stick of incense from her lips and smiled complacently.

The Great Green Buddha Temple was the largest and most ancient temple in the Su City, and it was worshiped by Guan Yin. He had a round face with drooping eyes, and his expression was calm and benevolent. He was originally a golden-bright and dazzling bronze statue, but it was unknown when the bronze statue had been covered by a layer of green glaze. On the contrary, it made Guan Yin appear all the more solemn and loving. After that, this place was called Great Green Buddha Temple, and tourists who came to the Su City had to pay their respects to this green buddha with spiritual nature.

The scriptures that Huangfu Zhuer and Huangfu Zhuer copied were placed on a table. The two of them knelt on a praying mat and prayed in their hearts. There was a buddhist hall in her house, and the noble women of East Yue worshipped Buddhism. Every day, they would do their homework, she had followed her mother to worship and kowtow on the prayer mat since childhood, and had learnt how to meditate every day.

Bai Qianfan was different, she could not sit still, it was not that she could not bear the kneeling, it was just that she could not endure it, it was not just her and Huangfu Zhuer who were in the hall, there was a circle around the monk that was knocking on the wooden fish's door and chanting scriptures. She was embarrassed to leave, so she could only close her eyes and kneel, the chanting of scriptures was in her ears, it was the best lullaby, causing her body to sway a few times.

Huangfu Yu-er opened her eyes and looked at her. She looked very devout, and was a little surprised. She didn't expect her to be able to do this. She actually looked at her in a different light. But gradually, she started to suspect something, because Bai Qianzhang was actually snoring. It was a very light sound, one long and one short. It was extremely rhythmic. She could hear them clearly from the distance.

She was instantly engulfed in fire. In such a solemn and dignified place, Bai Qianfan had actually fallen asleep with her head on the ground and her butt exposed. She looked extremely ugly, to the point that even her face had been thrown away.

However, she was afraid that the big monks would laugh at her. He was furious inside, and started to look down on Bai Qianfan more and more.

Prince Chu and the crown prince discussed fearfully in the abbot's room. Prince Chu knew Bai Qianfan's personality and was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold it in, so she found an excuse to come out and see him.

When he looked outside the hall, he was deeply gratified. Not bad, you look good, you are not worse than Huangfu Zhuer. Prince Chu was a person who protected her. She always felt that her wife was good in everything, and was not lacking when compared to anyone else.

He hid his hands behind his back and smiled merrily at the side, looking at Huangfu Zhuer's bitter and worried face. He thought Huangfu Zhuer would not be able to kneel, so he made a gesture for her to hold on for a bit longer. If his wife could persevere until this point, perhaps Huangfu Zhuer, who was born in a clan, could do it?

But Huangfu Zhuer's mouth twitched, she kept shooting looks at him, and in the end, there was still a bit of love left for him to grow up, he could not ignore it, so she quietly went over and asked her, "What's wrong?"

Huangfu Zhuer did not speak, she only pointed at Bai Qianfan, and then Morong Gan walked over to Bai Qianfan's side. Just as he was about to pat her, he suddenly heard a mosquito-like groan.

What could he do? While the Princess Chu was praying, Hou Hou fell asleep. He slept so peacefully and peacefully, with such a beautiful posture.

He didn't wake her, instead, he took her out of the room with his hands folded in front of his chest.

Good heavens, he still hadn't woken up yet. He rubbed his chest and found a comfortable position to continue sleeping.

Prince Chu walked leisurely under the shade of a tree with the people in his arms. He didn't know where to go, but it was fortunate that the holy land of the buddhist faith was rather quiet. He didn't go to the fear room, so he just carried her and sat under the tree.

The old tree had intertwined roots with thick roots that were thicker than a person's thigh, intertwining each other to form a small pit. Morong Gan found the most suitable hole to sit down, and leaned against the tree trunk.

The person in his arms was sleeping soundly, and there was saliva at the corner of his mouth. He laughed hoarsely as he lifted his sleeves to wipe it off for her. He placed his face against her forehead and gently closed his eyes.

Occasionally, there would be a little bit of sunlight shining down, dancing on his shoulders. There was a light breeze above his head, and his breath had her scent, which was faintly sweet. At this moment, Prince Chu felt very happy. The crown prince wanted power, the emperor wanted mountains and rivers, and what he wanted was a peaceful time like this.

The couple slept in the afternoon sunshine and breeze. They woke up almost at the same time and looked at each other. They both smiled and affectionately kissed each other. Their eyes were filled with unconcealable joy.

Knowing that Huangfu Zhuer had already knelt in the great hall for almost four hours, Bai Qianfan expressed her shock, "Forget about four hours, I can't even hold on for an hour. How did she do it? Doesn't your knee hurt? "

But it's not easy to persevere like this, she has already trained in it, so she can persevere on, "Morong Gan teased:" You're not bad too, if I don't go, you can also persevere on. "

Bai Qianfan knew that he was laughing at the fact that she had fallen asleep while praying and felt extremely embarrassed. She changed the topic, "Which temple is this' supplicant 'Guan Yin, I want to go pay my respects."

She had always wanted a child, so she was somewhat bewildered by the matter of begging her son. She tied a red rope around a big tree in the mansion, still counting the days, which day she would be able to go to her room, which day she would not be able to go to her room, so she made a list for him that left him at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

She wanted to beg for her son, so he naturally brought her there as she wished. Bai Qianfan knelt on the praying mat with her hands clasped together and muttered something seriously and sincerely yet sincerely. Morong Gan stood at the side and felt a bit of conflict in his heart. He didn't want Bai Qianfan to worry, but he also didn't want his child to come so quickly.