When Zhenzhu heard the White Horse Temple, she was stunned for a moment and was a little confused: "Miss, why should we go there?"

On the trip I went before, Hongyu had a secret incident and had that kind of relationship with Jiang Lin. Later, she was accused of being a maid for Chen Sisi, and always felt that it was not a lucky place.

"Go and take a walk and pray for the war at the border." Chen Qingyun said lightly.

Pearl nodded. She realized that the lady seemed to be in a bad mood after she came back from prison. It must be that Prince Jiang was talking nonsense again. It was really annoying. It would be better to be sentenced to death earlier.

At this moment, Jiang Lin still held a glimmer of hope, hoping that Chen Qingyun would understand that they were the true combination of heaven.

He fantasized about the future and the zither of Chen Qingyun, but when he was having dinner that day, the huge contrast brought him back to reality.

Jiang Lin found that there was not even the cold steamed buns on weekdays, only a bowl of rice mixed with soup, like leftovers from others, and a faint sour smell.

"Zenjung, what's this? You can't treat prisoners with these! " Jiang Lin asked angrily.

The jailer pursed his lips. Miss Chen was right, it was so noisy.

"There is only this, do you love eating or not, and you think you are still the noble prince of the Marquis' Mansion?" The prison guard left this sentence mockingly and left without mercy.

Jiang Lin was holding the disgusting bowl of food, so he naturally couldn't even sip.

He sat aside in grief and looked at the cold fences around him, closed his eyes, hoping that he could cover up his hunger when he fell asleep.

In this way, there were some foods that were difficult to swallow every day. He tried to eat a few bites and almost vomited. Occasionally, he was asked to be interrogated. After a few days, he lost weight again and had no strength to wail. .

As for Mrs. Jiang, when Han Rou left, she was naturally locked up again.

Seeing that she came back without any injuries, her eyes seemed to have cried, Chen Si Si was a little curious: "Mom, what have you been called to do? Have they asked you?"

"No, it's Han Rou. She brought some food to see me." Mrs. Jiang Hou said slowly.

"Where are you eating?" Chen Sisi was a little excited and looked up and down at Mrs. Jiang, as if she was looking at where she had put the food.

Hongyu and Liu Mei also looked over. They all looked eager in their eyes. They had never had a day of full food in prison, and they all ate cold rice, cold dishes and cold steamed buns.

Mrs. Jiang Hou pursed her lips: "I will not let you take away those foods."

Upon hearing this, the three of them looked disappointed.

She looked at Mrs. Jiang resentfully, sat on the ground weakly, and murmured in a low voice: "She doesn't recognize me as her daughter anyway. Since she has come, she has never thought of coming to see me... ”

Liu Mei shed tears and asked, "Will that Mrs. Han come again? Will she save us?"

I originally thought that marrying Jiang Lin would be able to enjoy the glory and wealth of the Marquis' Mansion with him, but I didn't expect that after a few days, I would be imprisoned.

Mrs. Jiang just shook her head silently, then closed her eyes and said nothing.

Hongyu's eyes flashed, remembering that when Han Rou was the maid of the Duke's mansion, she treated her servants with gentleness and generosity. She was also a maid who could speak in the mansion. All this was as far away as a mirror and water moon. .

She also thought that when she was favored by Jiang Lin as an aunt in the Marquis’s house, it was the happiest period of her life.

Hongyu's eyes couldn't help but feel a little wet, and she didn't know if she could see Jiang Lin again in this life.

Naturally, no one cares about what these people in the prison were thinking. Chen Qingyun was thinking about his fate and went to Baima Temple two days later.

There were not many pilgrims in the temple. The monks led Chen Qingyun into the main hall. The smoke of incense spread out from the cauldron in the courtyard, lingering around the entire temple, adding a quiet and solemn atmosphere.

Chen Qingyun sincerely knelt in front of the Buddha statue and prayed, lit three incense sticks and added some incense and oil. Then he asked the little monk beside him: "I wonder who is the most respected master in the temple?"

The little monk bowed and replied honestly: "If you talk about virtue and respect in White Horse Temple, you must be Master Wuchen. It's just that the donor came accidentally. Master Wuchen has already gone into seclusion and will not come out until next year. The donor wants to tell fortunes and ask for trouble. , there are other masters in the temple who can explain to the donor.”

"It's okay, I'll ask casually. Since there is no fate, then forget it." Chen Qingyun smiled, rejected the little monk's proposal, and asked some things about Master Wuchen, and then brought the pearls with him. Walking around.

The temple air emits a faint smell of sandalwood. While walking, my heart unconsciously settles down.

The surroundings are very quiet. The sound of birds singing in the woods in the distance is deep and deep. Chen Qingyun asked about the road to the bamboo forest. Following the path, the monks in the temple ring the bell, and the lingering sound of the bells and chimes linger in the air more than.

"Miss, there are no people here, so let's go back." The rustling sound of bamboo leaves in the pearl bamboo forest always felt that it was too quiet.

Chen Qingyun walked around casually, and many things that happened after being picked up flashed in his mind.

After a long time, she sighed softly: "Let's go back."

After coming here, she didn't want to figure out what happened back then at once, but after visiting the old place again, according to the description of the little monk, she was able to confirm that the one in the bamboo forest was Master Wuchen.

Although she did not agree with Master Wuchen's idea, she could also judge that Master Wuchen should not be the one who communicated with Shen Zhifeng.

If there is really nowhere to be found, she doesn't want to pay attention to it.

Several months passed in a flash. During this period, the people from the Marquis' Mansion were sentenced to exile. Jiang Lin, Chen Sisi, Jiang Hou's wife, Hongyu and Liu Mei, were all sent out together. Chen Qingyun only sent him to listen. Fengge paid attention to their whereabouts and then ignored them.

The battle that I thought would end soon was delayed until the spring of the following year, and finally the day of triumph of the army was finally ushered in.

Xiao Jue returned to the border after dealing with the third prince, and this time he would come back with the old general Han and Si Moli. Chen Qingyun and Han Rou also made preparations early in the general's mansion and waited for them to come back together. Celebrate the merit.

After returning to Kyoto, the three of them naturally had to go to the palace to pay homage to the emperor.

The emperor asked simply that, and asked General Han and Xiao Jue to leave first and left Si Moli alone.

"You have done a good job with the third brother. Since you are back, don't leave." The emperor looked at him, unable to hide his joy in his eyes: "Now the queen's clan can no longer succeed, and you are a big boss, it's time to start a family. , I want to point Ji Qianxue, the daughter of the Grand Tutor, to you, how about it?"

Si Moli frowned deeply: "The emperor is afraid that he has forgotten the imperial edict. I already have Princess Li and don't need any daughter of the Grand Tutor."

The emperor said seriously: "You were worried that you would delay the Shen family's daughter from not coming back. The imperial edict was not covered with a jade seal, so naturally I can't count it."
Chapter completed!