This time, the queen mother brought some of the female relatives in the palace together, saying that she wanted to bring them to cultivate their bodies together.
This includes the original owner.
There are also the queen, three concubines and two princesses.
The original owner did not want to go, but was ordered by the Queen Mother to come.
The queen mother also wanted to take this opportunity to sharpen the edges and corners of the original owner and make her temperament quieter.
Soon the carriage stopped.
Perhaps it was getting late, and the sight in the carriage was a little dim at this time.
After a while, the young servant who was driving the carriage respectfully opened the curtain door of the carriage.
The original owner's personal maid, Yue'er, said in a respectful voice, "Princess, it's time to get off the carriage."
Hearing the sound, Feng Qian got up, leaned over the carriage, and walked out.
The little girl below stood uprightly, her head drooping.
The servant made a soft stool for the princess.
Feng Qian paused, lifted the skirt, stepped on the soft stool and walked down.
Yue'er also obediently followed behind the princess.
They are now in the mountains.
It is dusk now, and a red sun is embedded between the two mountains, and it looks like it is crumbling.
The queen mother on the carriage in front also slowly stepped down.
The group also got off the carriage one after another.
The wind raised his eyes.
At the top of the mountain, Jingyuan Temple was shrouded in a faint mist, looming.
The deep colors of the monastery also add a touch of solemnity and holiness to it.
It was probably the whole o'clock at the moment, and in the distance, a powerful and distant bell sounded from the top of the mountain.
This bell seems to have a soothing power to calm people down for no reason.
Not far ahead, long stone steps spread from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
Looking at it makes me feel tired.
so……
Is this... going to climb a mountain?
The female relatives gathered to the Queen Mother's side.
Holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, the queen mother quietly looked at the temple on the top of the mountain. She said solemnly: "Climb up the mountain early, try to catch up before it gets dark. It's not easy to walk at night."
The female relatives who came with them did not expect that they would have to climb the mountain by themselves.
Most of the concubines and princesses in the harem had not suffered much, and now they are allowed to climb such a high mountain, obviously, a little unhappy.
A concubine said: "The queen mother, such a high mountain is not so easy to climb. Seeing that it is about to get dark, the concubine is also worried that the queen mother will not be able to bear it."
The queen mother turned the beads in her hand and frowned.
"Don't want to climb the mountain, do you want to spend the night in this deep mountain?"
The concubine opened her mouth and said nothing.
She glanced at Feng Qian silently, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled.
It's really strange that the eldest princess didn't make trouble.
Feng Qian felt the gaze of the other party and turned his head to look over.
The concubine met the girl's gaze, smiled, and withdrew her gaze.
Everyone no longer had any doubts and began to climb the mountain.
The maid supported the queen mother.
The female relatives also silently lifted their skirts and climbed the mountain resignedly.
Before leaving, the Queen Mother also instructed them to wear plain clothes.
Obviously, the concubines and princesses did not listen to them, and the clothes they wore were gorgeous and complicated. When climbing the mountain, the clothes became a burden.
The empress dowager looked at the female relatives who had some reluctant expressions on their faces.
She said with a serious face: "Climbing mountains is also a part of cultivation. You are spoiled all day long, and it is also time to exercise."
"Follow the teachings of the empress dowager (grandmother)."
The ladies responded respectfully.
Yue'er followed Feng Qian, protecting the princess.
After walking for a while, she took a step forward intimately and said shallowly to the wind: "Eldest Princess, Yue'er is here to help you."
Feng Qian paused and turned his head to look at Yue'er's thin body.
"no need."
Shallow wind.