Because she felt guilty, Feng Qinghua's tone was not as firm as before, and she asked doubtfully: "What's the point of going? Do you still have the ability to move mountains and seas? Can you pour that water back?"

"That must be"

Feng Qinghua's eyes widened when she heard this. Before she could worship her, she heard Jue Ding continue: "It's impossible, I'm not a god."

Feng Qinghua pouted: "Then what are you going to do?"

"Prince Tianling went there because the flood had not stopped, and he almost died in the flood."

"Then, didn't you also say that he became emperor?"

"So it was a close call. Later, he floated downstream along the river and was rescued by a peasant girl. The girl was eventually brought into the palace by him. I have to go and see how different people will do the same thing.

There will be no different encounters.”

After talking for a long time, he didn't say that he was of any use. In fact, he just wanted to work for the masses. Feng Qinghua despised him.

"Then go ahead."

"Then Bai Shuang will be left to you." Jue Ding said.

Feng Qinghua was speechless: "I went to Qingxiu, not to enjoy the mountains and rivers. You can give me a kitten. If you give me a tiger, how can I take it with me?"

"But I don't worry about letting it stay in the palace by itself. If it runs out and hurts someone, the blame will fall on the Seventh Prince's Palace."

Feng Qinghua held her forehead: "Then you agree to it, follow me and don't cause trouble. I can't save it if it gets stewed. After all, tiger bones are a great supplement."

"As long as you don't do anything to it, no one will dare."

"hehe."

"Thank you."

"hehe."

Jue Ding was a man of action, so he followed him the next day. As his guard, Jing Yu naturally had to follow him. In a blink of an eye, only Feng Qinghua, mother and daughter, and a tiger were left in the palace.

In the early morning of the third day, during the fourth watch, before Feng Qinghua woke up, someone came to the palace.

Feng Qinghua was slumped in the carriage and fell asleep. Most of the space in the carriage was occupied by the white tiger. She was sleeping soundly with her body stretched out.

Feng Qinghua took off her shoes and stepped on Bai Shuang's belly.

Bai Shuang opened her eyes and stared at her angrily.

Feng Qinghua yawned: "You have taken up all the space in this carriage. Isn't it too much for me to lend you some space to stretch out?"

"Go down." Bai Shuang let out a tiger roar.

The carriage that was walking and the horseman under the guard's legs trembled, and they all froze in place, obviously frightened by this sound.

Feng Qinghua curled her lips and said, "You have a really bad temper. Then go over there."

Bai Shuang moved impatiently, leaving room for a pair of feet.

"Miss Feng, what happened just now? It sounds like a tiger?" The palace attendant who came to pick up Feng Qinghua carefully walked through the car curtain.

Feng Qinghua opened the car curtain and said with a smile: "Oh, it's nothing. I heard you wrong."

The palace man nodded and asked people to continue walking.

Feng Qinghua glanced at Bai Shuang: "If you make a sound again, I will feed you dumb medicine. Don't cry then."

The carriage drove all the way outside the palace gate, and then was escorted by the palace guards to Hanshan Temple.

When they arrived in front of the mountain gate, Feng Qinghua only came down after the Queen Mother and others got off the carriage.

The entire Hanshan Temple has been surrounded by guards. Except for people like them, it will not be open to the public.

At this moment, outside the mountain gate, the abbot and other monks were waiting at the door. The Queen Mother was talking to the abbot. When she saw Feng Qinghua coming down, she extended her hand to greet her cordially.

Feng Qinghua walked over and saluted, and then her hand was held by the Queen Mother: "President, this is the girl I told you about."

The presiding master put his hands together and said Amitabha, and then said: "The donor has a noble face and is a blessed person."

Feng Qinghua was surprised. She was wearing a veil and her eyes were exposed. How did the host master see that she had a noble face?

Didn't you say that your family doesn't lie? Why did this master talk about the situation?

Feng Qinghua's face was full of piety: "Thank you, Master."

"Young lady has a predestined relationship with my Buddha. Lord Buddha will definitely be able to feel your sincerity." The host master said again.

The more Feng Qinghua listened, the more confused she became. She had done nothing. How could she be sincere?

The Queen Mother said: "Originally, the Ai family came to pray for the royal family this time, but now I feel a little uncomfortable. I am worried that giving up halfway will cause the Buddha to blame me. Fortunately, I have this girl accompanying me to pray for the Ai family."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qinghua understood that the Queen Mother had come up with a reason to deal with her just because of her relationship with Zhan Beixiao.

This queen mother really had a strong opinion against Zhan Beixiao. Even she, who had no status yet, was regarded as a thorn in her side.

Feng Qinghua didn't say much, and said with a smile: "It is a blessing for a daughter of the people to be able to pray on behalf of the Queen Mother. Don't worry, Queen Mother, a daughter of the people will do her best."

I am taking your place. If something goes wrong, Lord Buddha will also come to you. No wonder I am.

The Queen Mother obviously did not hear the meaning of Feng Qinghua's words. Seeing her agree, a smile appeared on her lips and her eyes shone brightly.

Afterwards, Feng Qinghua was arranged in the courtyard of a main hall, which was not close to where the Queen Mother lived.

As soon as they were packed up, the nun beside the Queen Mother sent several boxes of thick scriptures, and Feng Qinghua was asked to stay in the courtyard every day and concentrate on copying scriptures.

Feng Qinghua stared at the boxes of scriptures and almost ran away.

There are only a few of the royal methods of torturing people, right? Apart from copying, it’s just copying, without any thought at all!

Although Feng Qinghua was dissatisfied in her heart, she said to the nuns on her face: "Thank you so much for taking this trip."

But those people held their heads high and said condescendingly: "Girl, you don't need to be polite. The Queen Mother saw that you don't have anyone to serve you, so the maids and maids of the Ming Dynasty have been serving you personally during this period and supervising you to copy scriptures."

This is blatant surveillance.

Feng Qinghua gritted her teeth: "Thank you very much, but I still have to pack my bags today, why not start again tomorrow?"

"We will help you pack your luggage. The Queen Mother said that to show her sincerity, you can start immediately." After saying that, someone had already started to help her grind and lay the paper.

Feng Qinghua nodded, took the pen and started copying.

Seeing that she was interested, the nuns didn't say much, and began to open Feng Qinghua's boxes one by one. They said they were packing them away, but in fact their movements were extremely rough, and they made collision sounds from time to time.

They quickly searched out some pastries and food prepared by Feng Qinghua, as well as some gadgets she brought.

"Girl, the Queen Mother said that in the pure land of Buddhism, she will keep these things for you temporarily and return them to you when she returns."

Feng Qinghua nodded: "Thank you."

Feng Qinghua held the pen and wrote very slowly.

Seeing this, one of them said: "Girl, you write too slowly. How long will it take you to finish copying a book?"
Chapter completed!