C42

The news of the return of the Monk Hong Yi to the Lingyin Temple quickly spread. Many people in the capital wanted to listen to the buddhist chanting, but they only heard news of the departure of the Monk Hong Yi.

"As expected of an esteemed monk, a great master travels the four seas and passes through all living things!"

"It's a pity that I haven't had the time to listen to Master's profound Dharma. What a pity."

"What's there to be regretful about? Didn't you hear that the First Prince and the others had gone to visit the Monk Hong Yi on purpose? To think that the young miss of the Prime Minister's Mansion was actually able to obtain the favor of the Monk Hong Yi, and for him to personally name and copy the Buddhist scriptures … "

The news that spread throughout the capital were all stirred up, but the Madame Song's expression became even more unsightly.

"Send another letter to Eldest Miss, investigate what happened to your Lingyin Temple for me!"

Nanny Chen raised them for a period of time, her arms and legs were recovered, she rubbed her hands together, wanting to do what Madame Song told him to do, and immediately responded.

Madame Song sat there drinking tea. Her family's Old Mistress and Lingyin Temple were close, but it wouldn't necessarily mean that her young miss would have to stay in the mountain to copy the scriptures.

Could it be that Chang Xi had completed that task, so the Old Mistress had to hide all of them?

That's not right! Madame Song squinted her eyes. If that was really the case, the few princes wouldn't have listened to him. But if that wasn't the case, then what had happened?

The tea in his hand slowly cooled down. Just as Madame Song was about to speak, Nanny Zhao suddenly opened her mouth, "Madam, I heard that Young Master Shen also went to the Lingyin Temple a few days ago. Perhaps he knows something that may not be true."

Madame Song looked at her and passed the teacup over, "Go and ask around in the Shen Mansion."

Nanny Zhao agreed and personally went to the side hall to pour tea. First Madame watched her figure in a daze, and said after a long while: "There is only two people in the Shen Mansion, the father and the son of the Grand Historical Decree.

Although the Shen family was the most powerful family in history and Shen Qian was the most talented person in this world, he was still lacking a bit when it came to supporting her family. Regarding this, First Madame was naturally a bit more cautious.

The few groups of people that Madame Song had sent out had naturally come back empty-handed under the obstruction of the Imperial Guards. Because of this, the Madame Song was even more worried that her beloved daughter had suffered a grievance on the mountain and this news would not spread at all.

Within the Lingyin Temple, Chu Jinxiu had indeed suffered the most from birth until fourteen years ago, and the person who tormented her was obviously the aloof Ji Fengye who was at least eight thousand years old.

"The Prince feels that the heavens are kind, and wishes to copy the《 Heart Sutra》 to spread across the entire Imperial Guards, but it is a pity that the Prince is sick and unwell, and is truly powerless to do so. I've heard that Miss Chu received the true inheritance of Lady Wei with her hairpin, I wonder if Miss Chu can do it on her behalf? "

How could Chu Jinxiu possibly dare to refuse?!

"How could the Prince dare to disobey his orders? It just so happens that Qing Huan and the rest of you have nothing better to do, so you should accompany me to copy the Buddhist scriptures. "

With such a large number of Imperial Guards, although the《 Heart Sutra》 was only a short and vigorous word, it was unable to hold up against the locust swarm like number of Imperial Guards, furthermore, with regards to such matters, Chu Jinxiu would naturally not let Chu Qinghuan go.

Chu Qinghuan laughed, it was not impossible for her to copy the scriptures. She had originally written only normal words, she could take the chance to practice her calligraphy, but letting Chu Jinxiu succeed just like that was letting her off too easily.

"Big Sister Qing Huan, you really made it easy for me to find you. Master is treating you to tea and discussing scriptures."

Before Chu Qinghuan could say anything, Xu Ling ran over with a face full of anxiety. Although the outside rumors said that the Monk Hong Yi had already gone out on a long journey, it couldn't hide the truth from the people in the Lingyin Temple. That was just a fake news.

Chu Jinxiu's expression changed, she was just a abandoned woman from the countryside, yet she actually made the Monk Hong Yi send a closed disciple to invite her. She, Chu Jinxiu, would remember this debt!

Chu Qinghuan naturally saw Chu Jinxiu's sullen look, and calmed him down before slowly saying: "Since that's the case, elder sister, Third Sister, Sixth sister, then I will take my leave."

Because the Old Mistress's body was not agile, Chu Jinfu guarded beside the Old Mistress and did not enter the buddhist hall.

Chu Jinxiu watched Chu Qinghuan leave helplessly. After a long while, he finally said: "I'll have to trouble you to prepare a piece of paper. I will copy the [Heart Sutra] right now."

The corner of his mouth carried a sarcastic smile as he said: "Prince has orders as well. I heard that Third Miss is extremely skilled and knows how to cook the soup the best, so I waited until the soup was in Prince's eyes. I would have to trouble Third Miss to serve me for a while."

However, copying scriptures required a lot of time and effort to complete. She was eager to get rid of this work, and if she could get close to 8000 years old, wouldn't that mean that she would be able to personally tell the news to 8000 years old? It was not a waste of the words she had said before.

Chu Changxi's face lit up, suddenly, she saw that Chu Jinxiu's expression was slightly annoyed, and immediately revealed a difficult look, "I am grateful to the Prince for looking down on me, but I am often happy that I am willing to share the worries for the Prince, and am not normally pleased to write some scriptures first, and then go and brew a ginseng soup for the Prince?" Chu Changxi was clear, even though she had to hold onto the huge tree that was eight thousand years old, Chu Jinxiu could not afford to offend him, at least not now.

Hearing that, Chu Jinxiu's face turned slightly better, and reprimanded: "Third Sister is speaking nonsense, I'm sure you know your intentions are worth eight thousand years of age, it's just that Prince's body is extremely valuable, how can you delay it for a bit, why not quickly follow Miss Zhu Yuan to serve Prince?"

Chu Jinxiu said, she already had Chu Changxi's intentions.

"As for Sixth Miss, your status is not good enough for this piece of paper and brush, it's better not to waste it." Zhu Yuan's words caused Chu Jinxiu to frown. She originally wanted to extend her hand to grind the ink, but she stood there stiffly with a trace of grievance on her face.

"Since that's the case, Sixth Sister, you can go and accompany Old Mistress to speak." After Chu Jinxiu finished these two words while grinding her teeth, the corner of Zhu Yuan's lips curled up even more.

"Since that's the case, then we won't disturb the young miss any longer. Farewell."

Chu Changle and Chu Changxi also left with Zhu Yuan. Chu Changxi was extremely happy, but she did not expect that this was not the beginning of her happiness, but the beginning of her tribulation.

"I am Third Miss's most pampered little sister, but who would have known that Third Miss, who is an expert in concocting ginseng soup, would come up with such a smell that even the dogs in my residence would not be worthy of my notice? It is hard to live up to your name, Third Miss is just an unworthy person, I am truly not easy to deal with. "

The bowl of ginseng soup was something that she had spent an entire hour to concoct. Her eyes were stung by the fire, but she had only just brought it back when she was scolded by eight thousand years old and took three steps back. The ginseng soup had not even been seen by eight thousand years old.

"Thank you, Prince, for your concern. Chang Xi will go and boil another bowl of soup now."

Seeing Chu Changxi still walk out from the inner room, she suddenly called out to her. "Third Miss, do you feel wronged?"

Chu Changxi's entire body trembled, she answered carefully, afraid that the Prince would say something more, "Prince is joking, Prince is guiding Chang Xi, Chang Xi has been fortunate to be able to receive attention from Prince."

"Tsk tsk." Ji Fengye suddenly stood up. However, due to his severe injuries, he had actually fallen on the bed again, and let out a painful cry. There was no one else in the room, and Chu Changxi was completely deceiving him.

Half of Ji Fengye's weight was on her body, her head on her shoulders, as she breathed on her neck, "There's no harm, our Governor's body is very well, and if Third Miss does not believe me, I can prove it to you, Third Miss."

Feeling the breath that was as light as an orchid falling on her face, Chu Changxi blushed slightly. She turned her head to the side to try to avoid it, but unexpectedly, her face turned cold, and a layer of softness and coldness brushed against her cheeks. She had always been raised in her room, but had never been teased like this.

She suddenly stood up, to the point where Ji Fengye was completely unprepared, lying on the bed in a sorry state. The wound was even more painful, he immediately shouted, and just happened to be in by the time Zhu Yuan came in, upon seeing the situation, he immediately grabbed Chu Changxi by the neck, "How dare you, you dare injure Prince! Aren't you just going to die to apologize? "

How could Chu Changxi have expected the situation to change so abruptly? Upon hearing that, tears flowed out of her eyes, "It is Chang Xi who likes to be rude, I hope Prince can be magnanimous, and not make a fuss about it with Chang Xi."

Zhu Yuan was naturally able to control the strength of his subordinates extremely well. After she finished speaking, he used all his strength, making it so that others would not be able to beg for death if they were to live or die.

"Zhu Yuan, don't be so irritable, the girl is scaring Third Miss, why aren't you apologizing?"

Eight thousand years old, how could Chu Changxi accept that? She immediately replied: "It's because I'm often disrespectful first, I do not dare to take Miss Zhu Yuan's bow as such."

Chu Changxi's face was filled with caution, if it was an ordinary person, they would have felt sorry for her, and would have scolded her for humiliating a lady from a noble clan, but seeing that she was actually 8000 years old and was not an ordinary person, they quickly dismissed her.

"Little girl, come over here and talk to this Regional Commander."

Chu Changxi became smarter this time, and cautiously stepped forward, until she was a step away from the bed, "Prince, what orders do you have?"

Ji Fengye suddenly sighed, and said in a desolate tone, "Is our Regional Commander that fearsome?"

"How could that be!" Chu Changxi answered immediately, realizing that she had been rude, she became even more cautious, "Prince's Sesame Jade Tree is a divine existence among the noble ladies in the capital, how could it be intimidated at first glance?"

Seeing this face that was so close to him, Chu Changxi did not dare to believe that she was actually so close to reaching eight thousand years of age, to the point where she could touch that devastatingly beautiful face.

When she really touched her ice-cold face, Chu Changxi suddenly realized what she had done and kneeled to the ground. "Please calm your anger Prince, I have been overjoyed."

Ji Fengye suddenly started laughing, that laughter was like the cry of an owl, Chu Changxi was instantly stunned in place, she did not understand why this person had suddenly changed her expression in the blink of an eye.

"All these years, there's only one person who's still alive even after coming into contact with the Regional Commander. Do you want to know who that person is?"

What kind of fame was Imperial Guards? Countless people wanted to strangle the man in front of them, yet they couldn't even touch a corner of his 8000 year old clothes. That person must be … Chu Changxi immediately became pale, "I beg Prince for mercy, I beg for mercy!"

"If I'm going to spare you, there's nothing I can do. It's just …" Her long nails pierced Chu Changxi's chin, the corner of her phoenix eyes was a scene of prosperity, "It's just that this Regional Commander has always been a clean freak, and has always had his bones shattered when he tainted my things."