After being reborn in the Mass Grave, she overturned her predecessor's power

In the princess's mansion, Shen Zhaoyan seemed to be haunted by some dirty thing and had nightmares every night and couldn't sleep well.

His already weak body became even weaker. He was completely bloodless and extremely pale.

Doria was a little worried when she saw that he couldn't eat or drink. After the imperial physician felt his pulse, he just said, "Young Master, this is a heart disease. No medicine can cure it."

Finally, I prescribed additional supplements and a tranquilizing soup, but unfortunately there was no improvement at all.

Doria looked at the person on the couch, leaning there with a fragile and broken beauty. She was in a state of excitement and couldn't bear to see him die like this.

"What do you want to do to get better?"

"Ahem, is there a temple nearby?" Shen Zhaoyan said weakly, "I have nightmares every night, and I want to go to the temple to burn incense and stay there for a while."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Doria agreed without hesitation and even thought it was a good idea. After all, the people of Chaoyun Kingdom were born to believe in Buddhism.

A princess's trip is naturally complicated.

The spies in the mansion bribed by Shuangjiang quickly spread the news.

"Baozhen Temple?" Jiang Xuening's eyes flashed with a smile, "Let's go and wait."

Bai Yu said, "It seems that the King of Yunzhou has not been deceived by the little princess. He has worked very hard to come out and see you."

Jiang Xue Ning was also in a good mood, feeling that her journey from afar was worthwhile.

The group went to Baozhen Temple on Tianshan Mountain in advance. The temple here is white, which is quite different from the one in Xiling.

On the third day at Baozhen Temple, Bai Yu said excitedly, "They are here. The little princess is here with her people."

Jiang Xue Ning stood on the mountain, watching the princess's team winding up from the bottom of the mountain. In the middle was a sedan chair, and the woman next to her in the sedan chair was dressed in a fiery red.

"Tsk tsk, what a great treatment! The princess walked up the mountain by herself, but let him ride in a sedan chair."

They just watched from a distance and did not easily get close to alert the enemy.

The princess lived in the best courtyard in the temple, which was specially used to receive royal family members. No one else was allowed to approach it easily.

As soon as he arrived at the temple, Shen Zhaoyan's spirit and energy improved visibly.

I drank a bowl of chicken soup that night, and I couldn’t sleep well because of the nightmare in the middle of the night.

That day, when he was daydreaming in the yard, Feng'er flew in again, flew around and flew away again.

His heart flew away with him.

From that day on, he went to listen to the sutras and burn incense every day. At first, Doria accompanied him everywhere. But she was lively and outgoing, so she soon got bored.

Later, Shen Zhaoyan went alone, although there were still people following him.

That day, he listened to the master's lecture for the whole afternoon. When he came out of the side hall, the sunlight was already dim.

Two people followed behind him, and when he passed the corner, a masked woman in blue came towards him, her eyes were cold as ice but with a hint of tenderness.

When their eyes met, time seemed to stand still.

Shen Zhaoyan's usually indifferent expression showed a slight fluctuation.

The wind blew, and the wind chimes under the eaves made a ding-dong sound.

The moment the two people passed each other, the corners of their white and blue clothes were blown up by the wind and intersected, then quickly separated.

Shen Zhaoyan resisted the urge to look back. Although their eyes only met briefly, the moment they met, he knew it was her.

In the evening, he was in a good mood and drank an extra bowl of porridge.

He always hated having other people in his room when he slept. The people sent by Doria to take care of him knew his temper, so they habitually would not leave anyone in his room.

The maid blew out the candle and closed the door.

Shen Zhaoyan, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes instantly, sat up, walked to the window and opened it.

He looked at the dark night and waited patiently.

I was standing by the window waiting until I was cold all over. I couldn't bear it any longer, so I went back to the table and poured myself a cup of tea.

When he turned around again, he saw a woman in black sitting by the window, looking at him with loving eyes.

Shen Zhaoyan's hand holding the teacup trembled a little, and he blinked his eyes to make sure it was not an illusion.

"Don't you recognize me?"

He walked over step by step and placed his cold hand on her cheek, "After we parted in Beijing, I didn't expect it would be so difficult to meet again."

Jiang Xue Ning jumped down from the window, pinched his chin with her hand, and looked at his face. "You've lost weight again, but there's a kind of fragmented beauty."

He grabbed his wrist and looked down at her, "Don't you feel sorry for me at all?"

"Why should you feel bad? You have the Snow Tribe Saint Xiao Qiluo in front of you and Chaoyun Country Princess Duo Liya behind you. You are so lucky and happy..."

"My face is too dangerous, so you have to hide me away quickly." He chuckled.

Jiang Xue Ning stroked his eyebrows with her cold fingertips, "This is the only face you can look at."

Although he was thin, he was still strong. He exerted force on the hand that was holding her wrist, and Jiang Xue Ning was instantly pulled into his arms.

"Don't move, let me hold you for a while."

The two of them hugged each other silently in the dark room.

After an unknown amount of time, there was an anxious knock on the door.

"Soyeon, are you in the room? Are you okay?"

Then there was the sound of someone trying to push the door open. When he got up, he locked the door from the inside.

Jiang Xue Ning was able to sneak in so smoothly because the secret guards and experts brought by Doria were deliberately led away by Bai Yushuang.

Seeing that the outsiders were about to break in, Jiang Xue Ning stuffed the information of Saint Xue Chen to him and said, "I'm leaving."

Just as she took a step forward, she was pulled back by Shen Zhaoyan, and a kiss as light as a dragonfly touching the water fell on her lips.

"Zhao Yan!"

The door was kicked open, the lights were turned on, and he sat on the bed with a look of surprise, "What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Seeing that he was still there, Doria breathed a sigh of relief. "There was some trouble in the temple, and you didn't respond. I thought something happened to you."

He looked at the calming incense in the incense burner beside him and said calmly, "I lit the calming incense, so I slept very deeply and didn't hear you calling me."

"Why did you lock the door?"

"I said I hate people entering my room without permission." He said with a half-smile, "Princess, do you think this is fun? A forced melon is not sweet."

Seeing his indifferent look, Doria's temper flared up instantly, and she said spoiledly, "Whether it's sweet or not, you have to taste it to know."

He said coldly, "Go out, I need to rest."

Doria was so angry at his attitude that her teeth itched, but looking at his face which was as pale as water, she really couldn't bear to hit him.

In the end, he could only threaten angrily, "Wait until I make you plump and sweet, then I'll come and taste it to see if it's sweet or not!"

In order to avoid the princess's men, Jiang Xue Ning hid behind a tree.

The night wind blew, blowing down an unknown tree of flowers. The flowers fell to the ground and also fell on her.

She touched her lips lightly with her fingertips through the veil, and raised the corners of her mouth when she thought of that light kiss.

It’s time, I meet you again in the season of falling flowers.