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That's right, Huimin came to Lingxiao Temple, a place that should be very strange to her.

But she felt that she shouldn't be a stranger. She was the emperor's uncle's favorite child.

Others cannot enter the Qianyuan Palace, but she can go there at will.

If it weren't for the fact that the prince now controls the guards of the inner palace, even now, she could go to see Emperor Yufeng casually.

However, as an emperor and a courtier, Huimin knew this better than anyone else. Since the prince would not let her see him, she naturally could not speak at will.

That is challenging the authority of the prince.

For a relative like her, the so-called glory and splendor are time-limited.

As the throne was passed down from generation to generation, people like them became farther and farther away from the center of imperial power.

The prince will soon ascend the throne. At that time, she can only act based on his expression.

At this time, it is very important to practice the necessary practice of pleasing and obeying.

However, perhaps, now she has a new path compared to her mother.

Sure enough, as soon as Huimin entered, an excited spiritual master rushed to the back to report.

Huimin had met the Imperial Master, more than once. After all, she still had some dignity in front of Emperor Yufeng.

I don't know if it was for this reason, but when she reached the atrium, the Imperial Master had already come out to greet her.

He is wearing a Taoist robe, which is sewn with tribute satin, and the crown on his head is also made from palace craftsmanship.

Huimin is no one else. Although she is not good in everything, she does not believe in ghosts and gods.

It's okay to pretend in front of Emperor Yufeng, but it's impossible for her to believe it.

Therefore, Huimin did not have any awe in her heart towards the Imperial Master in front of her. Rather, she was just curious.

So under the light, she looked at the Imperial Master carefully, and then asked directly, "I really want to know, why don't you age and change?

If I remember correctly, when I first met you, Imperial Master, I seemed to be only five years old. Now more than ten years have passed, and the emperor's uncle has become extremely old, but you still look like this. You use

What can be done?"

The imperial master just smiled slightly when he heard this, and then asked as if he was joking, "How dare the princess be interested in staying in the country to maintain her beauty?

His Majesty has asked me about this matter before, and I have researched a lot of good things, but later His Majesty forgot about this matter and did not take out those things.

If the princess wants it, I will ask someone to get it for you."

Even if the person in front of me is Princess Huimin, even if she was once more favored than the princess in the palace.

But in front of the Imperial Master, she still seemed like an ordinary person.

The Imperial Master spoke to her, as always, without any words of respect or humility.

In fact, from Huimin's observation, he seemed to be doing the same in front of the emperor.

So Huimin didn't mind much, she just said calmly: "My princess is born with beauty and it's hard to give up. What's the use of putting more of those things you mentioned on my face?

Besides, can you really stay young by wearing it? Like you?"

The Imperial Master's face still had the same smile as before, and there was no change at all. He just smiled and said: "This is probably a bit difficult."

Huimin shook her head gently and said: "That's it. If you can't do it, then don't do it. After seeing such wonderful things, how can you still value those mundane things?"

She pointed her finger at the Imperial Master's face, obviously not showing much respect.

The Imperial Master no longer beat around the bush, "That's because I didn't expect the princess to come over today. What's going on?"

"What the Imperial Preceptor said is so strange. If the Prince's brother can come, can't I come? If I remember correctly, your position as the Imperial Preceptor was also conferred by the emperor's uncle, and you can no longer serve the Prince's brother.

Then it can be seen that in your eyes, the most important and important person is the emperor's uncle. In this case, don't you know that I am the emperor's uncle's most beloved person?

Don’t you know that actually, I am more important than the prince brother, and you should treat me well, am I right to say that?”

The expression on the Imperial Master's face did not change at all, he just smiled and said: "The Princess has always been smart."

"In this case, please ask the Imperial Master to take me in!"

"Although that's what I say, I have to apologize to the princess. It's really inconvenient right now."

Huimin was not happy to hear this. She raised her eyebrows and said, "It's better for the Imperial Master to have a legitimate reason, otherwise I will really feel uncomfortable."

"Tonight I am going to Lingxiao Palace. I cannot elaborate on the specific matters with the princess. This has been agreed with Your Majesty a long time ago.

But the saint is still in Lingxiao Temple. Some time ago, my disciple told me that he admired the princess's grace very much. Didn't I just happen to meet you here today?"

Of course Princess Huimin had heard of that holy girl, and had been curious about it for quite some time.

But now her curiosity is very limited, so it passed after a while.

At this moment, she was even less interested. She waved her hand lightly and said, "Since the Imperial Master is inconvenient today, there is no need for me to stay here any longer. I will come back when the Imperial Master is free!"

"Don't be angry, Princess. What you just said is right. I can only serve Your Majesty in this life. If Your Highness ascends the throne, I will no longer be able to serve His Majesty, but...my disciple can.

And His Highness has already met my disciple, I think the princess is a smart person, and she probably already has some ideas in her heart."

In other words, this so-called saint is the next national preceptor?

Thinking of this, Huimin stopped being pretentious and turned around very neatly, "Okay! Since that saint of yours wants to see me, and she is your disciple, for the sake of the national master, I will also

We have to meet each other."

The Imperial Master smiled and nodded, but asked another spiritual master to lead her inside.

He walked all the way out of Lingxiao Temple and headed directly towards the palace.

Huimin suddenly remembered something and wanted to ask him, but as soon as he turned around, he disappeared. She couldn't help but wonder: "Can he walk so fast?"

The little spiritual master on the side had an expression of admiration on his face, "We, the master of the temple, have mastered the mysticism, so naturally we cannot deduce it with common sense."

Still not knowing what method was used, Huimin thought silently in her heart. Without asking any more questions, she followed the little spiritual master beside her and went straight inside.

Unlike the dim environment outside, when we walked to the last courtyard, it seemed very bright inside.

After Princess Huimin looked inside for a long time, she realized that it was not that it was too bright, but that this place seemed bright compared to the dim environment that she had just walked through.

"Princess, please take a seat!" A little spiritual master came over and asked Huimin to come inside.

Huimin glanced at him in surprise, then looked at the clean room inside, and suddenly smiled and said: "What kind of disciple did you, the temple master, accept?

No matter how you look at it, you don’t have any sense of immortality at all, but instead have a worldly aura.”

The little spiritual master probably hadn't been in Lingxiao Temple for too long, but Princess Huimin just said two casual words, and his face immediately turned pale.

Princess Huimin stopped saying anything to him and followed him in.

However, after entering, she realized that there was no earthly atmosphere at all.

It's just mundane everywhere.

To be precise, the place she was in at this time was not like a place of self-cultivation for a spiritual saint, but more like the boudoir of a girl full of illusions.

Looking at there was a dressing table not far away with all kinds of bottles and jars on it, it seemed a little abnormal no matter how I looked at it.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered a woman's voice: "Is the princess here?"


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