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Overnight, the news that the eldest princess came to propose marriage but was rejected by the city lord spread throughout Liangshuo, and became a topic of conversation among people before and after dinner.

Some people sympathize with her for being passionate, and some people laugh at her for being too passionate.

According to their words, if they hate marriage so much, it is better to marry far away in northern Xinjiang. At least northern Xinjiang is afraid of the prosperity of Xijue and dare not not marry.

When Chu Ji told these words truthfully to Ling Qu, Ling Qu was bowing his head and studying ink.The soft and long water graphite spreads out on the inkstone, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Master, what are you writing?" Chu Ji asked curiously.With his hands behind his back, he was holding two little sugar figures.The sugar figurine was entrusted to him by his little master Si Zhan in the monastery before he went out, but it has been hot for the past few days, and it is almost melting now.

"Obituary." Ling Qu replied.The soft hair touches the water, reflecting Chuji's puzzled expression.

"Who's dead?" Chu Ji asked subconsciously, and felt abrupt after asking, and quickly pressed his lips together.

Ling Qu raised his eyes and stared at him indifferently, and said, "Princess."

Before Chu Ji had time to be surprised, there was the sound of a bell ringing from the west, and it was struck three times in a low voice, which was the death knell.

Chuji was dumbfounded.How can the master predict things like a god?

When the bell completely died down, Ling Qu's obituary had already been written and folded into an envelope.

"Find someone with quick legs and send him to the palace overnight. Remember, overnight."

Chu Ji took the letter and stuffed it into the neckline, and asked tentatively: "Chu Ji personally delivered it to the master, what do you think the master wants?"

After all, Chu Ji dare not say much about Kung Fu, but no one can match him in terms of footwork.

Ling Qu said: "Be careful to die on the road, and miss my big event."

It's fine if you don't go, how can you curse him like that?Chu Ji pouted, not happy.

"There will be opportunities in the future. But not today." Seeing that he was unhappy, Ling Qu said, "There is still trouble tonight."

Hearing this, Chu Ji regained his spirit and became serious.

After cutting the candle, Sijin lay on the couch and carefully studied the menu.If you talk about the Buddhist scriptures, as long as you can achieve the mind like still water, you will be able to understand it no matter how long it takes.

He didn't have any ingredients around him for him to practice, he could only read the dry text, ignorant and confused.

This "Hundred Years of Ingredients Record" is well written, but the steps are too complicated to understand.A simple cold melon shreds was written on two pages, and Sijin tossed and turned all night without understanding why cold dishes should pay attention to "heat".

"It's rare." A shadow stretched out and took the "Hundred Years of Ingredients Record" in his hand to read.

Sijin had no choice but to turn over, sit up and grab the menu in his hand.

Ling Qu has changed from the peacock style of the past today. He is wearing an emerald-colored robe, revealing a bright cinnabar-colored inner garment, and his long winding hair is hanging down. The whole person looks like a bird that has not been picked off the vine. An open watermelon.

Watermelon, who opened his mouth, raised his slender hand to flip through two chapters of the menu, and ordered concisely: "I want to eat this, and this."

Sijin had no choice but to take out a pen and paper to write it down and keep it safe.

Ling Qu raised his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised: "You can do all these?"

If he guessed correctly, the two things he ordered just now are not easy, and he can't do well in one or two years.

Sijin was unbelievably honest: "I don't know any of them. But since you like to eat, I will learn these two first."

Very serious.Ling Qu was almost moved.

"What happened to your hand?" Suddenly, Ling Qu asked.When Sijin was writing just now, she could see obvious scabs.

Hearing the words, Sijin shook her head with difficulty and said nothing.

How dare he say that?Can he admit that he was scalded by the spilled vegetables from the pot when he was learning how to flip the spoon with Dian Zuo today?Others who are new to the pot will feel that the pot is too heavy and the hands will shake, but he is good, and the cabbage in the pot will be scattered, and all the cabbage in the pot will be sprinkled.

"It seems that I have troubled you."

He didn't speak, and Ling Qu knew what happened.The shape of the scar is irregular, it is obviously a burn, and it looks like a masterpiece made by a spoon.

"I can't even cook a simple dish, and I'm used to making trouble."

Ling Qu lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand to cover the back of his hand.Sijin could only feel a coldness on the back of her hand. After the coldness passed, the scar had already healed by half, and there was no burning pain like before.

"What did you apply to me?" Sijin asked curiously.The cold stuff not only has a remarkable effect, but also has a faint fragrance, which is really magical.

"A poison/drug that can make sores and pus all over your body." Ling Qu didn't even bat an eye.

Sijin didn't believe Lingqu's nonsense.He discovered that Ling Qu sometimes has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, but he is actually a very gentle person at heart.It can be seen from his attitude towards Chuji.

"I will learn how to cook." Sijin said seriously.

He never lied to anyone, and he would do what he said.

In a word, he wanted to take good care of Ling Qu.

"Then I'll just trust you." Ling Qu cast a glance at him, then undressed and wanted to get on his bed.

Sijin held him down and asked in a daze, "Why does the city lord..."

Ling Qu brushed off the hair scattered on his shoulders and leaned over, smiling alluringly and charmingly: "Is there anything wrong?"

Sijin choked for a moment, couldn't help but lowered her head, and answered obediently: "There is nothing wrong."

He has indeed shared the bed with Ling Qu many times, logically speaking it shouldn't be as cramped as the previous few times.

But as soon as Ling Qu got on the bed, he seemed to be a different person, which made him overwhelmed.No matter what Ling Qu does, some fragments of Bai Jing Scholar and Fox Demon in the storybook can always come to Sijin's mind.

The contents of the storybooks are different, but the endings are all surprisingly similar—the fox demon will eat the scholar apart.

So Sijin always felt that Lingqu was going to eat him.

Thinking of this, Sijin stood up and stepped back.

Ling Qu saw his actions but was indifferent, and just threw the clothes on the ground without saying a word.Ling Qu's hair is long and curved, and with a little movement, it looks like a water lily floating in the water.

Sijin stared blankly, then couldn't help reaching out and stroking Lingqu's hair.

It's not a day or two since the little monk likes his hair.Seeing this, Ling Qu smiled softly, and instead of avoiding it, he leaned closer and let him touch it.

Sijin touched Lingqu's face as soon as she touched it, and when she realized it, she withdrew her hand as if she was being burned.

How can a practitioner be so lacking in concentration?

"Stop touching?" Ling Qu leaned on the little monk's shoulder.

Si Jin let out a "hmm", looking a little uncomfortable.At this moment, he and Ling Qu are lying side by side, they are too close.

"Since you don't touch, then let me touch you instead." Ling Qu smiled, turned over and fell directly on top of him.

This... what is this for? !

Sijin blushed, and her tongue almost got stuck: "Don't... come down, come down."

"It's all like this, what's the point of bearing?" Ling Qu held the Buddhist beads on his chest and smiled flamboyantly, "Do you practitioners never solve problems?"

Realizing what nonsense he was talking about, Sijin blushed so hard that she was about to explode.

How did this peacock say such words without blushing?

"Why don't I help you?" Lingqu's tongue twirled the warm beads.He licked the translucent Buddhist beads so brightly, "Is it the same as building a pagoda for helping you solve the problem?"

After Ling Qu finished speaking, he was about to stretch his hand down.

Sijin was so frightened that she quickly turned over and grabbed his hand.He was stronger than Ling Qu, and with a little force, he could crush Ling Qu to death.

"Don't move." Sijin warned him.After speaking, Sijin was surprised that her voice seemed to be different from before, like a wild animal panting.

"Okay." Both hands were pressed on the top of the head by the little monk, Ling Qu raised his head to meet Sijin's eyes, and said with a smile, "I like this posture."

With a "snap", Sijin let go of the shackles on him, picked up the clothes on the hook and staggered out.

Ling Qu didn't realize until he had run far away: just now he was patronizing and playing, but he actually had something to talk to the little monk.

Peacocks are really going too far.

After putting on her clothes and running out, Sijin thought in confusion.

I am just a little monk, how can I resist all kinds of provocations from peacocks?It is estimated that the peacock teased him in the same way that night.It's just that I was not conscious at that time, and I fell into his way without paying attention.

unacceptable.Peacocks are just too much.

Sijin was thinking wildly like this, but bumped into a person at the corner of the corridor.The man was also walking in a hurry, was bumped and almost fell to the ground.Sijin reacted quickly and helped her up before she fell to the ground.

It's a woman.And a little familiar.

There is only one courtyard in Taihe Temple for a woman to live in, and this woman is well dressed, as if she has some status, and it is no accident that she is Liu Zhao, the eldest maid beside the wife of the city lord.

Liu Zhao was supported a little before he could stand still, and when he saw who was coming, he grabbed Sijin's sleeve in a moment of desperation, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Sijin was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

"Save..." Liu Zhao said inarticulately as his throat was blocked by blood, "Save Madam...Madam, she..."

Before Sijin could speak, someone asked, "What happened to the mayor's wife?"

Sijin raised her head and saw the person coming, her nervous expression relaxed: "Senior brother..."

Ling Song pressed Sijin's shoulder to signal him not to say more, then turned around and put Liu Zhaoping on the ground.The woman's eyes were slack, her throat could not make a sound, and it was obvious that she was about to die.

"Someone wants to kill... kill..." Liu Zhao suddenly hoarse, but fell to the ground after spitting out a mouthful of black blood, and never got up again.

Ling Song probed her breath, remained silent for a while, and said, "There is no hope."

Sijin felt so guilty: "If I hadn't bumped into her..."

"It has nothing to do with you." Closing Liu Zhao's eyes, Ling Song touched the blood on the ground.The blood was thick and black, showing that she died of poisoning.

"She just said to save Madam, someone is going to kill Madam." Si Jin.

Ling Song got up: "You go and tell the hosts that I will go to Mrs. Shao's courtyard to have a look."

"Brother, I'll go with you." Sijin took a step forward.

The Taihe Temple is closed to the outside world, and being able to kill people under the nose of the Taihe Temple is no small matter.

Seeing that he persisted, Ling Song didn't say much.The two went to Ningxin Hall.

It was already midnight, and the Ningxin Hall was completely quiet, and the water lilies in front of the hall exuded a faint luster under the moonlight.

Before Sijin and senior brother stepped into the courtyard, they saw a furtive figure passing under the eaves.

Looking at each other, Ling Song ordered: "I'll go after her, you go into the house and see how your wife is doing."

Sijin nodded.

Seeing that the door was locked and the inside was pitch black, Sijin took a deep breath and went through the window.

The window was nearly three feet from the ground, and as soon as Sijin landed, she heard a "shh" in the dark.

With the faint moonlight, Sijin saw Lingqu hiding in the dark with an expressionless face.

He just wanted to ask why Ling Qu was here, but Ling Qu covered his mouth and nose.

"Azusa Tengxiang." Ling Qu said.

After he said this, Sijin realized that the room was foggy.Sijin seems to have heard of such things as Azusa Tengxiang, and inhaling a little will make people fall into a coma.If the room is full of Azusa Tengxiang, few people have a chance to survive.

"Madam Shao, she..." Sijin said with difficulty.

Since Ling Qu is here, it means that something really happened to Shao Wenxiang.

"She doesn't know the medicinal properties of this medicine, so it's more dangerous than good." Ling Qu handed the wet handkerchief to the little monk to cover himself, and said calmly.

Suddenly there was movement outside the window.It should be that the host heard the news and rushed here with the monks from the monastery.

"This matter is bound to cause serious trouble. No matter whether this matter is related to the Taihe Temple or not, the Taihe Temple cannot get rid of it." Ling Qu glanced at Sijin, who frowned, but fortunately remained calm.

"Now only you know that my real identity is not Wumazhen, you and I are the same."

"What do you want to say?" Sijin forced herself to calm down.

"If you keep me, you can keep the Taihe Temple. Do you understand?" Ling Qu said.

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