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026 Is she playing hard to get?

Looking at Xiao Xiruo, who lowered his eyes and coughed slightly, as sickly as ever, Feng Yehan's cold expression inevitably softened.

He knew about his cousin's body, so he should have nodded immediately and let his cousin go.

But for some reason, he always felt that today's meeting was not over yet, or that his cousin seemed to have something to give him.

However, during the moment when he was thinking about it, Xiao Xiruo coughed even more violently.

Seeing this, Xue Xue and Wan Xue on the side quickly raised their hands to support their mother-in-law and looked at Feng Yehan with some displeasure.

They all know that the empress cares about the Night King, and half of the reason why she came to the capital as hostage is for the Night King. The empress has been very tired these days, and it is common for her to faint and vomit blood.

But what about the Night King?

As the empress's only relative in Beijing, not only did she not care about her, but she even said, "You did a good job."

Is this what you should say to a woman who likes you?

Even as a cousin, this is too unkind.

Look, their queen is obviously angry!

Not only Xue Xue and the two were complaining, but Wu Ge on the side also hurriedly touched his master with his elbow, signaling him to say something nice.

However, as the male protagonist of a book, all of Feng Yehan's kind words and good looks will only be used on the female protagonist.

Moreover, he has always been so towards this cousin...

The atmosphere gradually became awkward, so awkward that Xiao Xiruo wanted to vomit blood on the spot so that Xian Xue and the others could carry her away.

Fortunately, footsteps suddenly came from the corridor, and it turned out to be Shen Mian holding a fly whisk.

So before Shen Mian could speak, Xiao Xiruo said that the emperor was looking for her, then left Feng Yehan and Wu Ge and ran away quickly.

Regarding this, Shen Mian, who just came out to look at the sky, looked confused.



The banquet ended at Shenshi. Xiao Xiruo declined the good intentions of all parties and followed Feng Wuyan to the imperial chariot.

Xi Yang also returned to the team at this moment, directing the imperial driver to cross Chang'an Street and divert to the most popular Kongming Temple in front of Putuo Mountain in the west of the city.

Kongming Temple, also known as Huangjue Temple, was highly praised by the Yan Dynasty because it once protected the young Emperor Taizu. Over the past two hundred years, the originally shabby small temple now covers an area of ​​more than 300 acres and has been built magnificently.

Majestic and majestic.

From a distance, Xiao Xiruo could hear the solemn and ethereal bells.

What surprised her the most was the fifty-meter-tall golden Buddha statue in front of the temple. The Buddha stood with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the mist in front of the mountain created a fairy atmosphere.

Well, it seems like this place is very suitable for recuperation.

The royal driver stopped in front of the temple, and a group of monks performed Buddhist rituals, turned their rosary beads, and solemnly welcomed Xiao Xiruo and others to enter.

The leading abbot had a white beard and was wearing a solemn and sacred cassock. When Xiao Xiruo saw him looking at her, she said kindly:

"The poor monk has never seen the noble concubine."

Obviously, this was a special introduction to her.

Master Wu nodded, and Xiao Xiruo didn't say much. He just followed Feng Wuyan and listened to Feng Wuyan's conversation with Master Wu.

After listening to the whole story, she realized that Feng Wuyan was here to attend the Dharma conference.

Kongming Temple is also called Huangjue Temple, and tomorrow's Laba Festival is also called the Dharma Treasure Festival. The Buddha's Enlightenment Festival is the day when the Buddha became enlightened. Dharma gatherings will be held in temples of all sizes in Dayan.

Compared with other temples, the biggest difference between the Kongming Temple Dharma Assembly is that the emperor participates.

This is the rule set by Taizu, and it is like this every year.

"When the late emperor was still here, there was a lot of traffic outside Kongming Temple during the Laba Festival. Officials and ordinary people were all crowded together, just to get a bite of the consecrated Buddha porridge."

On the way to accompany Xiao Xiruo to the Buddhist monastery, Xi Yang seemed to be Bai Xiaosheng among the group of people.

"Although His Majesty is now under the control of others, and his travel splendor cannot match that of the late Emperor, the courtesy in Kongming Temple is still the same. Your Majesty will know how lively the ceremony in Kongming Temple will be tomorrow morning."

Xiao Xiruo nodded, seeing Xi Yang's eyes shining, it was rare for him to be so happy.

That's right, he was originally an official's son, but he was trapped in the imperial city for seven years. It is estimated that the Kongming Dharma Assembly in his memory was also seven years ago.

Thinking of this, Xiao Xiruo suddenly said:

"Xi Yang, what do you think of His Highness the Night King?"

Xi Yang was stunned for a moment and then said: "His Royal Highness the Night King is amazingly talented and beautiful. He is certainly the most noble master of Dayan."

Thinking of the rumors that his wife still cared about the Night King, Xi Yang couldn't help but praise Feng Yehan a few more times.

Then he saw Xiao Xiruo smiling and thinking seriously:

"Since you also recognize the Night King, how about I send you to work as an errand in the Night King's Mansion? In this way, you can stay outside the palace and don't have to fall into the quagmire of the harem."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Xi Yang knelt down in front of her and kowtowed to her. She couldn't hold him back...

At the same time, there were up to 500 negative emotions.

Xiao Xiruo stayed longer.

"You don't want to go?"

she asked tentatively.

Xi Yang didn't say anything. He was a stubborn man, so he just kowtowed heavily, and soon his head turned red.

Xiao Xiruo hurriedly asked Xiang Xue to help him up. Xiao Xiruo only said that he wanted to send some help to his cousin, so he mentioned it because Xi Yang was clever.

"Since Xi Yang is loyal to me, let's just pretend that I didn't say anything about this matter."

Xiao Xiruo entered the meditation room happily, and the smile on Xiao Xiruo's face could not be concealed.

She knew that Xi Yang was extremely smart and a very capable assistant. But in the original plot, Xi Yang was supposed to follow Feng Yehan and Yan Moqing and become their spy in the palace.

She met Xi Yang by chance, and she didn't want to take away someone's favor. So she planned to ask Xi Yang what he thought. If he agreed to go to the Night King's Mansion, it would not only complete the plot but also add some intrigue.

But now that Xi Yang wants to stay, of course she is absolutely willing.



After coming out of Master Liao Wu, Feng Wuyan walked towards the meditation room surrounded by a group of eunuchs.

Shen Mian walked beside him holding a fly whisk and said calmly:

"Master, the spies said that the imperial concubine wanted to give Xi Yang to the Night King. He said that Xi Yang was smart and very suitable for serving as an errand in the Night King's Mansion."

When he heard the spies' words just now, he couldn't help but be confused.

So the imperial concubine knew that Xi Yang was a meticulous craftsman?

But the spy also said that the empress looked sincere and she really seemed to be arranging a good place for Xi Yang.

Then that’s it…

"You mean, the little sick guy wants to seduce people into the Night King's Mansion so that he can help her monitor her sweetheart?"

Feng Wuyan's eyes were as cold as a pool of cold water. They were obviously light and bright, but at this moment they were so cold that they penetrated people.

"I don't dare..." Shen Mian felt a chill in her back and said quickly: "I just feel that the empress' behavior is erratic, and her attitude towards the Night King is also very strange. In short, I don't understand..."

Glancing sideways at Shen Mian, the coldness in Feng Wuyan's eyes gradually turned into complexity.

Don't say Shen Mian doesn't understand, he doesn't understand either.

I don’t understand why the little sick ghost doesn’t have more contact with Feng Yehan at the banquet since he obviously likes Feng Yehan.

If he didn't like it, why did he want to give Feng Yehan the personal eunuch he trusted so much to contain the Queen Mother?

She...

Are you playing hard to get?
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