The curtain fell, Fei Tianli passed by her side and got on the carriage. Her sharp and resentful eyes were completely ignored. It felt like she was a clown or garbage, but what kind of dignity does a eunuch have?

Qi Fei then changed her mind and got on the carriage behind. Although it was not as luxurious as the previous one, it was very comfortable to be considered a royal carriage. One side of the carriage was covered with a thick blanket of brocade and a snack fruit on the other side. Qi Fei was not polite. She picked up a fruit and took a bite. The sweet and sour feeling instantly made the teeth feel salivated. The juice penetrated her throat. Qi Fei felt comfortable all over. She felt that she was really a foodie, but the life of a foodie was really perfect. She leaned on the brocade pillow and got up leisurely. No matter what the seventh prince or murder night, she only had to spend a day and earned a day.

She forgot that the master taught her these days, and she just felt that she was jumping up and down, not like a mature adult, but a little brat. She decided from this moment that she began to mature, and now she had a chance.

She put down the fruit, opened the curtain and looked out. Before the carriage could leave the palace, she would have a chance as long as she left the palace.

In addition to Fei Tianli, the person she wants to deal with also has a seventh prince. What should she do?

Finally, she quickly left the palace gate. The sound of horse hooves came into her ears. The wheels pressed over the green stone. Linlin was crisp and crisp. Qi Fei narrowed her eyes comfortably. She had just wanted to escape and she could soon snore. The ideals and reality of the second-hand man would always be broken in time, place and occasions.

She was awakened. When she opened her eyes and saw Fei Tianli's enlarged handsome face. She jumped out of the car and found an ancient temple in front of her. The temple was lush and there were three words on the quaint plaque: Yueyin Temple.

The red walls and green tiles gradually stretched into the bamboo forest. This ancient temple is located halfway up the mountain. The faint mountain road is still up to the end of the mountain. White clouds float smoothly, and the mountain road seems to lead to the Jade Hall of the Immortal Palace...

Men Yi yelled, and an old monk came out of it. He looked fairy-like and his eyebrows were white. He closed his hands: "Seventh Prince, I have sprinkled water to clean the temple. Welcome your prince..."

"Master Leran, I'm in trouble." The Seventh Prince also bowed respectfully, his eyes clear and long, and a hint of depression on his face.

Qi Fei was a little stunned. This guy turned out to be polite!

Master Leran smiled and shook his head: "The Seventh Prince is filial and has a connection with me, so there is no need to be polite..." At this point, his eyes suddenly fell on Qi Fei. He was startled and looked at him carefully, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Congratulations to you, Your Highness."

"What's the matter?" The Seventh Prince's eyes were confused.

"This is the secret of heaven, I am not convenient for me to reveal it. I just congratulate Your Highness on the movement of the Hongluan Star and the arrival of the lucky star." Master Leran gently brushed the white beard under his jaw and said mysteriously.

Qi Fei was observing the environment of the ancient temple. She stared at the large bronze incense burner with her eyes straight, almost drooling. When she heard Master Ran say something about the Hongluan Star, she looked back at the Seventh Prince. What the old monk said was really accurate. It seemed that General Zhang's daughter was really going to marry.

Qi Fei expressed sympathy for the Zhang family girl in her heart.

After she comes, maybe this murderer will change his evil and do good, so wouldn't he be able to escape his life?

Thinking of this, I was more excited about his Hongluan Star.

Yueyin Temple has a quiet ancient charm. As soon as you enter the temple, two rows of cypress trees with thick waists are arranged by the road. The cypress trees with thick waists must be above a hundred years old. The unique spicy fragrance of the cypress trees fills the nose, and the incense candles with thick arms are also inserted into the incense burner in the temple. Soon, the smell of sandalwood overwhelms the pine and cypress.

The temple is very deep and I don’t know how to divide it. Qi Fei only knows that there is a hall in front and a small stupa spire vaguely reveals at the end. If she read it correctly, it will be where the monks store their ashes.
Chapter completed!