The rain falls so tightly that it looks like a transparent curtain.
Shangguan Mingxia stood in front of the window, looking at the scene outside, and said, "The consort should have arrived in Lin'an, right?"
"Back to the princess, judging from the time when the prince consort goes out, even if it hasn't arrived, it will be here in the next few days." The maid said next to her, "You haven't thought about food and tea in the past few days, and you have lost a lot of weight. You should take care of yourself.
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"Since we returned home, Xia Houlie tried his best to prevent us from getting involved in the affairs of the DPRK. Now that Jin'er has not come back, he has sent his consort to Lin'an. It is impossible to say that there is no conspiracy. As a hostage, I cannot follow.
My husband went to Lin'an, and I don't know what happened to him there. There is also Jin'er. The place where he was sent as an envoy was his father's mother country. He grew up there. I believe he will not be embarrassed, but it will be risky to come back all the way.
I don't know if he can come back safely."
"Princess..." the voice of his confidant Zhu Chengbin came from outside, "There is something strange happening at Rongan Temple."
"Princess..." The maid looked at her worriedly.
"Prepare the carriage, let's go to Rongan Temple." Shangguan Mingxia said sharply.
"The rain is too heavy. The horses can't carry people in this situation. It's easy to get into trouble." The maid said, "How about we wait until the rain stops."
"When the rain stops, I don't know what the situation will be like at Rongan Temple." Shangguan Mingxia shook her head, "Rong'an Temple is a place where our people meet secretly. If it is not an important matter, no information will be sent there.
If you see our signal at Rongan Temple, it means there are urgent matters that need to be dealt with. I must rush over to see what is going on."
Rongan Temple. The presiding abbot led several senior monks to read scriptures there. An old monk, who was about the same age as the presiding abbot, pricked the person on the bed with a needle, and two young monks held down the person on the bed.
The person lying on the bed was covered in blood and scars. The blood flowing out of the new wounds was red, and the old wounds were suppurated. The blood flowing out was yellow and had a rotten smell.
"Brother Abbot, the prince's situation is not good."
"Junior brother, we must find a way to save him. He is the hope of Feng Linguo." The abbot said seriously, holding the prayer beads.
"His injuries are too serious. Look at the new injuries plus the old ones. Some of the wounds are even poisonous. It's obvious that he was hit by a poisonous hidden weapon. It's not easy for him to get here alive. If he wants to survive, I'm afraid..."
"Master, the eldest princess is here."
As the voice of a young monk rang out, a woman covered in mud and with disheveled hair walked in with the support of a servant. The servant's condition was even worse, with mud and water stains all over her body. It was obviously not easy to get here.
"Princess," the abbot came over, "this morning our disciples opened the door to clean the mud in front of the door, and found a person lying there. We thought he was a refugee from somewhere, but after cleaning him up, we found out that it was King Jin."
"Is he the only one?" Shangguan Mingxia looked at Xie Chengjin who was lying on the bed with distress.
When had her son ever been so embarrassed?
She will settle this account with Xia Houlie.
"He is the only one so far," the abbot said. "I am afraid that someone is chasing the prince, so he has so many new wounds. As for the old wounds, they are a month or two old at the earliest. Not only are they suppurating, but they are also
It’s poisonous. King Jin’s condition is very bad. Even if the poison is just ordinary poison and it’s not troublesome to clean up, but he was injured too badly and lost too much blood. I’m afraid..."
"Abbott, I don't want to hear the worst news, you know it." Shangguan Mingxia looked at her seriously, "Feng Linguo has rotted, rotten from the root. Now it has the courage to fight with Xia Houlie and the ability to fight with Xia Houlie.
Xia Houlie is fighting only for my son, a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. If he lives, we all live. If he dies, within half a year, there will be a bloody storm in the entire Fenglin Kingdom. Abbot, my son cannot die.
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After saying that, Shangguan Mingxia walked to the bedside, grabbed Xie Chengjin's palm, looked at the festering wound on the palm, gritted her teeth, and held back tears.
"Son, if you die, that little girl from the Lu family will belong to someone else. If you like her so much, do you want to see her marry someone else?"
"Your Majesty has moved his hands," said the young monk next to him.
Shangguan Mingxia continued: "The Lu family's girl has already grown hair. Even if the Lu family can't bear to let her go, if they keep her for a few more years, they will marry her in three or four years at most. By then she will be a woman from another family."
Regardless of whether Xie Chengjin could hear it or not, Shangguan Mingxia continued to speak.
"When we left, both the boys from the Mo family and the boys from the Jiang family were interested in her. Do you think the Mo Lu family sounds better, or the Jiang Lu family sounds better?"
Ahem! Ahem! Xie Chengjin opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with red.
"Mom, do you want to piss your son off to death?"
When Shangguan Mingxia saw him waking up, she started crying: "You debt collector, if I wanted you to die, wouldn't it be easier to just throw you out? Do you want to scare your mother to death?"
"Junior brother, the prince has woken up. Please help him take another look."
Another young monk ran in and said anxiously: "General Wu rushed in with his troops, saying he wanted to search for traitors and rebels."
"The man surnamed Wu is Xia Houlie's lackey, and he came here for Jin'er." Shangguan Mingxia said, "He must have seen me leaving with someone in a hurry, and guessed that I came here to see Jin'er. Abbot, you guys
Isn't there a secret room here? Hurry up and hide with Jin'er, and leave the lackey named Wu to this princess."
"Princess, you should follow the prince to avoid the limelight. In the land of Buddhism, the general named Wu must not dare to commit murder," the abbot said.
"You don't understand this lackey very well. There is nothing he dares not do. I can't hide. If I hide, it will be even more deprived of three hundred taels of silver. I have to stay here to numb his sight.
Otherwise, the entire Rongan Temple will be implicated."
"You guys, take the prince into the secret room immediately and clean up the place. Make sure not to leave any traces."
When General Wu rushed into the temple wearing a raincoat and leading his men, Shangguan Mingxia was kneeling there knocking wooden fish, while twenty or thirty monks sat cross-legged on futons and read scriptures.
"Your Highness, please excuse me." General Wu said.
Shangguan Mingxia knocked on the wooden fish and said in an indifferent tone: "General Wu is so elegant, why is it that someone in your family was sent to Lin'an, so why do you want to come to Rongan Temple to pray for him?"
"Is Her Royal Highness too impatient? The Prince Consort has just gone to Lin'an, why should we rush to pray for him? Braving such heavy rain to rush to Rong'an Temple, regardless of one's own safety, is too hasty. Could it be that there is something else hidden?
, so that Her Royal Highness the Princess cannot even wait for a moment?" General Wu smiled grimly.