Qingliang temple is located on the abrupt hillside, surrounded by green trees. If people want to come here for incense, they can only find steep steps on foot. But because the Qingliang temple is particularly effective, although it stands on a high mountain, it still attracts countless pilgrims.
"Are we really going up there?" Looking at the winding winding, I do not know where the end of the ladder, clear and daunting.
Feng Yu smiles, pinches her cold hand, and comforts: "don't be afraid, I'm here."
Qingqing also smiles. She's not afraid of the mountain, but she's mainly afraid of being tired. But she looks at Feng Yu with a relaxed face, but she doesn't have the face to say it. She says, "does Xianggong come here often?"
"I don't come here often, but I'm old with abbot kongchen, so I come here once a year."
Qingqing laughs. Qingliang temple is so famous. In fact, it has something to do with the abbot. It is said that the abbot can understand the past and the present and know the future.
The emperor met him once, and when he returned to the palace, he ordered him to be the national teacher. But abbot kongchen took the imperial edict instead of taking over. He went to the palace and talked with the emperor for an hour.
After that, abbot kongchen got what he wanted and resigned as the national teacher, which made Qingliang Temple more famous.
"It's said that abbot kongchen is not predestined. It's easy for him not to sign. I don't know if our palace can be predestined today."
Feng Yu's partial head: "princess's body of ten thousand gold, under one person and above ten thousand people, what else do you want?"
Qingqing laughs mysteriously: "the world is in the secular world, even if the status is noble and the food and clothing are not worried, there are also troubles. It's just that what the palace wants is related to the emperor's son-in-law, so it's inconvenient to disclose it to him. "
"It's about me? Why didn't the princess ask me directly Feng Yu put her hand on Qingqing's waist, lifted her body slightly, and said softly in her ear.
The two of them were making love to each other, and a sedan chair happened to fall not far away from them.
And this person is they all know - Miss He, he Moyu!
Shouldn't she be in Suzhou? How did you get here?
Relative to Qingqing's surprise, Feng Yu is more normal. He just glances at he Moyu a little. Then his eyes return to Qingqing again. Seeing that Qingqing is still looking at the beauty opposite, he says with a smile, "princess, are you looking at the beauty
After looking at he Moyu, he laughed at Feng Yu and joked: "my husband says that he is a beauty. Why don't we go to the palace and ask if the girl is married? If not, the palace will decide to carry her into the palace."
As soon as Qingqing finished, she felt a pain in her waist, and her whole body was pressed on Feng Yu. At this time, Feng Yu bowed her head, with the tip of her nose close to the tip of her nose, and her eyes were a little angry: "when is the princess so virtuous?"
Qingqing put her hands on Feng Yu's chest, which made the distance between them a little far away. "What is Xianggong doing? Is it not every man's dream to support each other? "
Seeing that he Moyu is approaching, Qingqing doesn't wait for Feng Yu to answer, so she uses her skillful strength to break free from Feng Yu's imprisonment.
Feng Yu didn't expect that Qingqing would break free. She was stunned. She saw he Moyu coming towards them from the corner of her eyes and took care of herself.
"I've seen you before." He Moyu stood three feet away from them, and his body was blessed.