After finishing her business, Feng Muqing suddenly had an idea and suddenly realized the situation. She quickly took out the whirling fruit from the storage ring and handed it to Jun Ruye.
She said she had forgotten something, and it turned out to be this.
"This is the whirling fruit. Please keep it safely. When other medicinal materials are found, I will refine the antidote."
Looking at the fruit with a red light in her jade-like hand, Jun Ruye felt as if something hit her heart hard, and her eyes turned red.
Realizing her own embarrassment, Jun Ruye quickly took the whirling fruit and lowered her eyes to hide her strangeness. At first glance, she thought he was looking at the whirling fruit in his hand.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Hearing that Jun Ruye's voice was a little hoarse, Feng Muqing did not expose it and raised her lips with a smile.
"By the way, before I have time to congratulate you, your cultivation has improved again." Jun Ruye looked at her with a look of surprise in her eyes.
When Feng Muqing came back yesterday, he didn't notice her cultivation at all. He didn't find out about it until he came back after buying clothes. He didn't know if it was too late to express his happiness.
Feng Muqing was overjoyed, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
That day, the sun was shining brightly, and the warm morning sun shone warmly on me. In front of the door of the Prime Minister's Palace, a carriage slowly left and went straight out of the city.
The quiet official road and the lush trees beside the road all exude a fresh atmosphere. The crisp birdsong is particularly sweet, and the place is prosperous.
Suddenly, a rutting sound sounded, startling the birds on the tree, which was particularly sudden.
In the carriage, a flash of impatience flashed in Feng Wanwan's eyes, and she asked Mrs. Wang beside her with sullen anger, "Mother, why are you going to Laoshizi Qingshui Temple so early in the morning?"
My mother is not someone who eats fast and chants Buddha's name. It is really abnormal to suddenly go to the temple.
"It is said that the Bodhisattva of Qingshui Temple is alive. Mom will take you to pay homage to the Bodhisattva and ask him to bless you and King Ning to be a good couple. They are a match made in heaven."
"Is it really so clever?" Feng Wanwan asked half-convinced.
She has never believed in these theories of gods and ghosts. If there really are gods, then why are there so many injustices in the world?
Wang saw through her thoughts at a glance and knocked her head suddenly, with a serious look on her face, "You can't be disrespectful to the Bodhisattva!"
Feng Wanwan cried out in pain, rubbed her slightly red forehead, and reluctantly agreed, "Yes, yes, I understand."
Feng Wanwan rolled her eyes secretly and sneered.
How could Mrs. Wang not know what she was thinking, so she said: "A few days ago, Aunt Wu from the Wang family went to Qingshui Temple to pray for an heir, but the result was that she was really happy in the first month. You said it didn't work."
Hearing this, Feng Wanwan was extremely surprised. Is it really so effective?
She had heard of this Aunt Wu. She had been in the palace for two years and was quite favored. However, her stomach was not up to expectations and there had been no movement in the past two years.
Just go to Kiyomizu Temple and pay homage, and that’s it?
"Mom, Qingshui Temple worships the Guanyin Goddess of Mercy?"
Wang shook her head.
Although she knew nothing about Buddhism, she still knew about the Goddess of Mercy. It was said that the Bodhisattva in Kiyomizu Temple did not worship the Goddess of Mercy.
"It's not Guanyin who sends children away?!" Feng Wanwan exclaimed, quickly covered her mouth, and whispered: "If it's not Guanyin who sends children away, how can I still ask for children?"
"Mom doesn't know which Bodhisattva it is, but people who want children, marriage, or even a future go to Kiyomizu Temple. No matter what we pray for, let's go and worship it. What if it works?"
Feng Wanwan was silent for a long time, but she felt a little confident in her heart.
Regardless of whether the magic works or not, she has nothing to lose by going to pay homage. If it works, will she still be worried about not being able to marry into Prince Ning's palace?
Suddenly, an arrow shot through the air, went straight into the carriage, and hit Feng Wanwan in the ear.
Feng Wanwan's pupils shrank and her mind went blank. The whistling sound of the arrow passing by struck her mind directly, and she seemed to have no reaction.
"Wanwan, how are you?" Wang screamed, and quickly pulled Feng Wanwan to hide on the other side, carefully opening the corner of the car curtain to look at the situation outside.
A group of men in black came with knives, their faces covered with black scarves, and their eyes looked fierce.
Wang's heart tightened, and she grabbed Feng Wanwan's hand unconsciously and used force to pull the lost Feng Wanwan back to her senses.
They left without much fanfare, and except for a coachman and two maids, there were no other accompanying people, let alone nursing staff.
How could they have imagined that they would meet evil people?
At this moment, there was no movement outside the carriage, and the arrival of the coachman and the two maids was probably a disaster.
"Mom, find a chance to escape." Feng Wanwan patted Wang's hand with a solemn look on her face.
Mrs. Wang saw Feng Wanwan's thoughts, grabbed her wrist and said firmly, "Mom will not abandon you!"
She had been married to the prime minister's house for fifteen years, and Feng Wanwan was her only child. How could she have the heart to leave her own flesh and blood and escape alone when faced with a disaster?
Her good days are coming soon, and she must not die here.
"Wanwan, when you get the chance, run away, run as fast as you can, and don't look back."
Sensing Wang's determination, Feng Wanwan's heart ached with pain, and she shook her head repeatedly.
"Wanwan, you are a genius at the second level of foundation building. You can definitely escape. You must escape."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wang took out her hand, opened the curtain and faced a group of men in black outside the carriage, her thin back showing her loneliness.
Feng Wanwan was shocked and quickly stood up to follow her out.
She was his biological mother who had loved him for fifteen years and had been feeding him his plans all her life. How could she abandon her mother and run for her life alone?
Unexpectedly, as soon as she got up, the horse roared and ran away. Feng Wanwan didn't notice and fell into the car with the inertia.
The sudden turn of events caught the men in black off guard, and the carriage broke through their encirclement and sped away.
"Chase!" the deep voice of the leader in black sounded.
Everyone turned around and wanted to pursue them. Seeing this, Wang quickly stepped forward to block their steps.
If you want to chase her, just step on her body!
Without a moment's hesitation, the man in black suddenly came to Wang's side and knocked her unconscious with a knife. Then, a group of people chased the carriage.
Feng Wanwan fell to pieces in the carriage. She quickly steadied herself and opened the curtain, and a burst of flames burned the rope tying the horse.
The carriage was not as fast as the horse. Since my mother fought tooth and nail to save her a way out, I couldn't let her down.
Feng Wanwan quickly got on her horse and headed towards Kyoto without looking back.
Suddenly, a high wall rose from the ground, blocking the horse's path. Feng Wanwan pulled the reins tightly, forcing the horse to stop.
Looking at the man in black chasing after her, she felt heavy in her heart.
"I paid three times the price for my own life."
"superior!"
Without giving Feng Wanwan a chance to speak, the crowd in black swarmed up. Feng Wanwan gritted her teeth and rushed forward with all her spiritual power.
Now we can only fight to the death.
"Nine Suns!" With a sweet shout, nine rounds of fireballs appeared and swooped down at the man in black.
A man in black's palms glowed with blue light, and he formed a seal with his hands. Suddenly, a layer of water formed into a wall, blocking the nine fireballs.
After a brief confrontation, Feng Wanwan discovered that the cultivation of these people was above hers, and her heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the lake.
Is it possible that she, Feng Wanwan, is going to die in the wilderness today?! This chapter has been completed!