Your Majesty, I am not worthy

In the end, Rong Mu still accepted the jade card that Chu Yuheng gave him.

It's embarrassing to think about it, Chu Yuheng seems to have poured all the gentle concern that he had left behind on Rong Mu, with a gentle attitude, weak words, and even bowing his head to Rong Mu one after another, a sign of being late Fortunately, it didn't soften Rong Mu's heart in the slightest.

Chu Yuheng did not stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion for long, no matter how reluctant Chu Yuheng was, he had to let Rong Mu leave on the day of parting.

After the Son of Heaven left, the sky gradually brightened up. The dawn light ignited layers of fire clouds in the east, and the wind was refreshing. Today should be a good day.

After using Butler Zhou's snacks,? With the things prepared in advance, Rong Mu looked back at the gate of the mansion under the clear sunlight.

This time he left justifiably, and he felt a little more relaxed, but also faintly worried. Thinking back to Chu Yuheng's sudden visit, what Chu Yuheng said when he left, Rong Mu always felt awkward when he thought about it. The implication.

He really wanted to rely on the excuse of going to the south to provide disaster relief and stay outside Haojing,? But Chu Yuheng noticed this idea before it was realized, and Rong Mu felt a little ashamed.

But he will definitely not let go of the trip to the south,? How long will it take to see how serious the disaster is...

And the air pressure on Chu Yuheng's side has been extremely low, so Xiao Xuanzi, who personally accompanied the emperor out of the palace, dared not say a word.

How about the Son of Heaven, Xiao Xuanzi, who is serving you personally, can see all of them. Your Majesty hardly slept last night. He spent most of the night reading books in the palace, and even he had to wait outside with him, tea and candles. After several times, the emperor finally decided to leave the palace, and set off for the prime minister's mansion.

It was still dark when we went there, and the sky was not so bright when His Majesty came back. The palace looked empty and lonely, and the huge imperial study room was even colder. There was only a short candle that was burning last night.

Xiao Xuanzi hurriedly asked the servants to fetch new candles and serve hot tea.

But the emperor was still absent-minded.

"Your Majesty, the tea is here." Xiao Xuanzi took a breath and said softly.

"Little Xuanzi, do you think the prime minister will come back?"

"I don't know." Little Xuanzi buried his head even lower.

The prime minister is the emperor's rebel, how dare he say something wrong here to make the emperor angry, but Xiao Xuanzi selfishly hopes that the prime minister will not come back again, after all, the prime minister who went to the south under the fire is better than the one who was in Beijing before. Even better.

After hearing Xiao Xuanzi's words, Chu Yuheng took the teacup but didn't drink it.

The slightly rough fingertips rested on the hot teacup, and slapped it once and for all, making a short voice in the silent imperial study: "But I know, he still doesn't want to come back." ..."

Xiao Xuanzi couldn't help suppressing the saliva in his throat, and lowered his head even lower.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere became thicker, and a clear female voice came from outside the imperial study, like a warbler's cry: "Brother Huang, I'm back from Qingquan Temple!"

Chu Yumi looked a little tired, but his spirit was still high.

Regardless of the messy hair, Chu Yumi came in from the outside with a full package. Yabai's skirt and sleeves seemed to be scratched by thorns, and there were still mud spots on the originally clean shoes: "Brother Huang , I also begged for you the things that Qingquan Temple has consecrated."

Chu Yumi didn't know that Chu Yuheng's injury was fake before, and her royal brother was stabbed by the remnants of the empire. Chu Yumi was annoyed and thought of going to worship during the Wanen Festival of Qingquan Temple to get rid of this bad luck.

In front of Chu Yuheng, Chu Yumi excitedly opened the package in his arms: "The "Yalan Sutra" unique to Qingquan Temple, and a string of [-] small-leaf red sandalwood beads, It’s all been opened, I got it after kneeling in Qingquan Temple for a whole day, now give it to Brother Huang.”

Qingquan Temple, "Yalan Sutra", Chu Yuheng frowned and stared at the Buddhist relics displayed in front of him, but he couldn't help but think of the scriptures and Buddhist beads in the morning and evening room in his mind.

"You said you also went to Qingquan Temple?"

I don't understand why Chu Yuheng mentioned this, but Chu Yumi should be quite straightforward: "There are many people going to Qingquan Temple's Wanen Festival, and my sister, I saw Hua Zheng in Qingquan Temple."

Although Chu Yumi didn't have many chances to meet outsiders, she still recognized Hua Zheng.

"Originally, Qingquan Temple does not allow outsiders to stay overnight, so Hua Zheng can stay overnight in the temple..." Chu Yumi was a little apprehensive, "I went up the mountain for two days in a row for the scriptures and this string of red sandalwood beads."

Chu Yuheng's simple words caused an uproar in Chu Yuheng's heart. Chu Yuheng questioned: "Qingquan Temple doesn't allow outsiders to stay overnight. You, even a princess, can't stay overnight, Xiaomi?"

"Impossible." Chu Yumi curled her lips. She went up and down the mountain in the past two days, and she still had to kneel sincerely in the temple. Although she felt relieved, she was still tired. No one is kept during the Thanksgiving Festival, and it is also the same at ordinary times. Those who want to pray go up the mountain during the day and come down before dark."

"But I have seen Ah Mu in Qingquan Temple before."

"Huh?" Chu Yumi was puzzled, she didn't know this happened.

Chu Yuheng recalled that when he first went to Qingquan Temple, he went up the mountain under the moonlight. When he climbed to Qingquan Temple on the top of the mountain, the dew hadn't cleared yet, but he saw Rong Mu in the morning...

If Qingquan Temple did not keep outsiders, how could Ah Mu be on the mountain so early? It is not ruled out that Ah Mu also got up in the morning to go up the mountain, but he was already the first one. When he went, the outer gate of the temple was not open. How could Ah Mu appear outside the abbot's wing?

It seems that there is something that he has been neglecting all along, and he is still aware of it until today.

He asked about A Mu's life experience, especially today, but A Mu denied it. The clues were too complicated for a while, and Chu Yuheng didn't understand the relationship between Rong Mu and Qingquan Temple. ".

"How long has the Wanen Festival in Qingquan Temple been open?"

"Seven days, yesterday just ended." Chu Yumi answered truthfully.

Seven days...

Chu Yuheng's brows became tighter and tighter, it was just two raised peaks.

If it was seven days, how could Rong Mu have the chance to get the "Yalan Sutra" from Qingquan Temple? Ah Mu also said that he would give it away. people, then there may only be one.

Ah Mu lied to him, that he didn't ask for the Buddhist scriptures and beads, but was given to him by others.

But who gave those things, made Ah Mu cover up so much, and even lied to him.

Seeing her royal brother's complexion changed drastically, Chu Yumi was too frightened to say anything, she just begged for something from Qingquan Temple for her royal brother, with her royal brother's expression like this, I don't know why she thought she begged for these things It was used to curse her imperial brother.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Yumi said softly: "What's the matter, brother, is something wrong with my Buddhist scriptures and beads?"

"No..." Chu Yuheng looked at the string of small-leaf red sandalwood beads on the table that were different from Rong Mu's Bodhi beads, his dark eyes sparkled with dim light, "Apart from your beads, does Qingquan Temple have Bodhi hand beads? "

"Brother Huang, how do you know?" Chu Yumi was surprised, "But I can't ask for Bodhi beads, my sister. The young monk in the temple said that the Bodhi beads are taken from the old Bodhi tree in Qingquan Temple, and they are only sent to specific pilgrims in the temple every year. Sister, I only went to Qingquan Temple for one year, and I have to save for four years to obtain a string of Bodhi beads. I haven’t seen how many people can get a string of Bodhi beads in the past two days.”

"But Ah Mu does." Chu Yuheng stared straight at Chu Yumi, his face gradually gloomy.

"What? Bodhi's bracelet?" Chu Yumi became more and more surprised, "How is this possible? I didn't see Ah Mu during the two days at Qingquan Temple, and besides, Ah Mu has been going to court every day these days." , those who got the Bodhi bracelet, I only know old General Hua, the old general will not give the Bodhi bracelet he got to Ah Mu."

"Why not? Hua Zheng and Ah Mu's relationship is not bad. When they were in Beijiang, they gave Ah Mu a lot of things one after another."

Otherwise, Ah Mu wouldn't have asked Baohua's family to fill his house many times after returning to Beijing.

"impossible!"

Chu Yumi waved his hands again and again, as if he had heard some joke, and made fun of the world: "I specifically asked old general Hua if he could give me his string of bodhi seed bracelets. The old general said he was begging to send his son. Isn't his son Hua Huaiyin, how could it be sent to Ah Mu? Ah Mu can't become Hua Zheng's son..."

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