Twilight Cloud Returns

Wu Qing didn't know what the Empress Dowager meant by this question, but his intuition told him that it didn't seem kind.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, the waiter became anxious and urged in a low voice: "The Queen Mother asked, why didn't the master answer?"

"Deying, don't be rude to Buddha's disciples."

The servant named Deying nodded and bowed immediately, and said in a high-pitched voice, "I know my mistake."

Wuqing hurriedly used a lame excuse to prevaricate, "If you go back to the empress dowager, the brother sent the little monk to buy a windmill for the little brother in the temple. It was the little monk who first entered the capital and lost his way for a while, so he came back late."

The queen mother said nothing, took a sip of tea and continued to ask: "But the little prince sent you back?"

Wuqing bit the bullet and replied "Yes".

But did it bring trouble to the little prince?

Wuqing felt uneasy.

Unexpectedly, the Empress Dowager stopped asking any more questions, and the maid at the side opened the beaded curtain, and the Empress Dowager took a look at Wuqing, "He is handsome." Then she sighed, "The Ai family thought that the child fell in love with some girl, and wanted to see Wuqing?" After getting married, I sent it to Ai's family to have a look, but I didn't expect to send back the lost master...Knowing that this child always makes Ai's family worry..."

She waved her hand, "That's all, let's all go down."

Liang Deying wiped the sweat from his forehead, and hurried away with Wuqing.

"The next step is to go to the Yulan Pavilion, the last place in the palace. It is the residence of the young prince in the palace, and it is also the residence of the former emperor's favorite concubine Yun Gui."

"The little prince has a more wild temper, and it is generally not too difficult to wait for my slaves. Master just put down the scriptures and come out."

While talking, Liang Deying suddenly remembered that just now in Ningshou Palace, the Empress Dowager once said that it was the young prince who sent Wuqing into the palace, so he said casually: "The master and the young prince had a relationship once, and the master should know something about the little prince. His Majesty's character."

Wuqing knows it very well, and always likes to tease him by saying some loose words.

Thinking of this, Wuqing became angry for no reason.

Yulan Pavilion is very far away from Ningshou Palace, as if it is going to the edge of the palace.

Liang Deying gasped as she walked, "Concubine Yun Gui was very quiet during her lifetime, so the late emperor specially chose this place, and ordered the skilled craftsmen to work tirelessly day and night to build this Yulan Pavilion."

While talking, they finally stood in front of the Yulan Pavilion.

Having not seen the little prince for most of the day, Wuqing was still a little nervous.

It's just that as soon as they entered the main hall, they could smell the strong smell of wine.

Liang Deying and the young eunuchs behind him couldn't help covering their mouths and noses.

Being ignorant and incompetent, accomplishing nothing, and getting drunk during the day, really is the style of the little prince's indulgence.

Gu Xiaorui came out to pick up the Buddhist scriptures, and said to Liang Deying: "My lord has an order, please let the master who delivered the scriptures stay to point out the mazes in the scriptures for my lord."

It's not that Liang Deying doesn't want to let him go, he just accepts other people's money, so he has to explain to Master Wuchen.

"This master entered the palace for the first time, and the palace road is complicated. I am afraid that he will not be able to find the way back to Fahua Palace..."

As soon as the words fell, Yun Chuxiu's angry voice came from the side hall: "Eunuch Liang, do you think this king can't send this young monk back to Fahua Hall?"

Where would Liang Deying dare to offend Little Prince Yun, who is known as the two heroes in the capital and who can walk sideways in the entire palace?

He slumped and knelt on the ground, shouting for grievances: "The slave must never dare to have such an idea."

"Why don't you hurry up then?"

"Yes yes yes..." Unexpectedly, Liang Deying really curled up into a ball and rolled out of the Yulan Pavilion.

Gu Xiaorui called away all the maids and eunuchs in the palace, and closed the palace door.

With the sound of closing the door, Wuqing snapped back to his senses, and fell into the territory of the little prince again.

For some reason, the words of senior brother Wulu echoed in his ears verbatim early in the morning...

The drunk and rouge oiran Yuwan and the little prince...

Even though Senior Brother Wulu didn't say what happened next, everyone can tell what kind of relationship these two people have.

The unknown fire in Wuqing's heart became more intense.

Yun Chuxiu burped, but no one came in for a long time.

He shouted out, "Why don't you come in?"

Wuqing stood in the main hall, and replied indifferently: "If the monk doesn't go in, the prince can hear the scriptures preaching here."

Hearing Wuqing's eccentric tone of voice, Yun Chuxiu knew that the little monk was playing with his temper again.He didn't even have time to put on his boots, so he walked out of the side hall barefoot.

The moon-white long gown embroidered with magnolia flowers is also not easy to wear, revealing a little chest wrapped in white cloth, which is very distressing.

He smelled of alcohol and approached Wuqing, but Wuqing took two steps back.

Yun Chuxiu didn't know what she did wrong, she suddenly realized after a while: "Are you blaming me for not sending you into the palace this morning?"

"My lord has important things to do. I don't dare to bother my lord, not to mention it's a blessing to have my lord's help."

Although this is the reason, Yun Chuxiu listened to the words with thorns?

But Wuqing didn't give him a chance to think, and asked directly: "Which scripture does the lord have doubts about?"

This little monk is really out of touch.

Did he say that the meaning of the drunkard in Chuxiu lies in the Buddhist scriptures?

Seeing that the young prince didn't answer, Wuqing took the initiative to speak: "Since the prince didn't say it clearly, then I will start from the Ksitigarbha."

"The "Ksitigarbha Benjamin" says that the world is full of suffering, and everyone must do good deeds to redeem the karma in the world, so that they can..."

While talking, a piece of pastry was stuffed into Wuqing's mouth.

"Magnolia Cake, do you want to try it?"

After Wuqing chewed a few times, the fragrance of magnolia permeated between the lips and teeth, and the sweetness slowly overflowed.

He swallowed the pastry, cleared his throat and continued, "Before..."

Yun Chuxiu sat on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, and yawned big, "How can feeding you little monk not stop your mouth?"

"Didn't your lord want the little monk to preach the scriptures? How can you say it without opening your mouth?"

Yun Chuxiu slipped up the wine jar at the side with his hand, took a sip, and the mellow wine from the corner of his lips soaked the white cloth on his chest.

Wuqing only felt that today's little prince was a little weird, and he always felt a little bit more depressed.

"You little monk, you talk back to me a lot." He stood up abruptly, and approached Wuqing closely, but he didn't dare to touch it.

"Does this king want to listen to your lectures? Isn't this..."

Yun Chuxiu finally swallowed the words of not seeing each other every day, after all, he made the little monk cry last night, and he dared not do it again.

Wuqing lowered his head, the color of his face was like the burning clouds in autumn, his eyes fixed on the embroidery on the little prince's clothes.

A lonely magnolia blooms in a piece of pure white.

Wuqing remembered that last night in the little prince's room, spices made of magnolia flowers were also burning in the stove, and he ate magnolia cake just now.

It turns out that the little prince loves this magnolia flower only.

His thoughts drifted back to the scene where he was held in the arms of the little prince, Wuqing's forehead was like a high fever, really hot.

He wished he could tuck his head into his clothes, why would he think of that insulting thing again in broad daylight?

Yun Chuxiu didn't know the scene in the mind of the young monk in front of him at the moment.

He also felt the smell of alcohol, so he lit the magnolia spice to diffuse the smell in the hall.

Wuqing sat next to the little prince, since he didn't lecture on scriptures, he couldn't think of anything to say.

It's a wounded person, how can he be healed when drunk?

Just when Wuqing was about to say something, Yun Chuxiu first asked him: "Come here from the Empress Dowager's palace?"

Wu Qing nodded.

After thinking about it, Wuqing was afraid that the little prince would suffer disaster because of helping him, so he recounted the conversation in Ningshou Palace verbatim.

Gu Xiaorui brought sober tea to the young prince, Yun Chuxiu took a sip, "This old lady really wants to stare at this prince..."

Wu Qing didn't understand the meaning of the little prince, but simply thought that he was tired of the Queen Mother forcing him to get married as soon as possible.

"But your brother Wuchen really loves you. What did you send that snobby old guy Liang Deying to send you back?"

Wuqing heard the word "distressed" with great aura, and replied solemnly: "The senior brothers in Huishan Temple have always treated the little monk very well. This time, senior brother Wuchen lost the Buddhist beads he cared about most. I'm ashamed."

The words "most concerned" obviously pierced Yun Chuxiu's ears again, "It's okay. I don't have any rare treasures in the palace. When I return to the palace, I will definitely send you two large boxes of Buddhist beads in Huishan Temple."

The sky was getting dark, if Wuqing didn't go back, Senior Brother Wuchen would definitely be looking for someone again.

He got up and was about to leave, Yun Chu frowned slightly, his usual magnetic voice was a little hoarse: "Can't... stay a little longer..."

Wuqing performed the Buddhist ceremony, "All senior brothers are busy with the ceremony in the future, and I really can't stay here for long."

Yun Chuxiu never asked to stay, but an inadvertent sadness slipped past her eyes.

He summoned Gu Xiaorui and sent Wuqing back to Fahua Palace.

After leaving the Yulan Pavilion, other palaces turned on their lamps one after another.

Gu Xiaorui picked up the palace lantern, on which was a picture of a lady holding a cute cat.It reminded Wuqing of the Maoer Lantern that was still shrunk in the package.

Gu Xiaorui led him to take a shortcut and walked through the imperial garden.It is about early spring, and the flowers have not yet begun to compete for splendor.

Wuqing and Gu Xiaorui are also familiar, he asked: "Benefactor Gu, I think the little prince likes Magnolia?"

Gu Xiaorui seemed to be suddenly opened up, "The little prince's mother concubine Yun Guifei loved Magnolia the most during her lifetime, so the little prince also likes Magnolia."

"Especially magnolia cake, which is Concubine Yun's special skill, and the late emperor's favorite food. I heard that when the late emperor was around, all the palace masters imitated the magnolia cake, but no master could win the heart of the dragon. .”

When Gu Xiaorui mentioned the pastry, his mouth salivated, "Did the little prince let you try the magnolia cake?"

"Ah."

Gu Xiaorui said disappointedly: "How can master's life be so good? The little prince gave Tianguangyun silk and satin, and let you taste the magnolia cake made by himself... The little one didn't even lick the flour of the magnolia cake this year." It's the last point!"

As soon as these words came out, Wuqing blushed, not knowing what to say...

"Maybe... the prince left some for Gu Benefactor..."

The two chatted all the way, and the Fahua Temple appeared in front of them.

Gu Xiaorui watched Wuqing enter the palace completely before walking back in peace.

Seeing that it was the young man next to the young prince who sent him back again, Wu Chen asked, "Have you met the young prince again? Senior brother's instructions during the day have been forgotten so quickly?"

Wuqing shook his head like a rattle, "It's to send scriptures to the little prince's bedroom, and the little prince asked his younger brother to stay... to teach the scriptures..."

Wuchen has also heard about the little prince's reputation, and it is a miracle that he can listen to scriptures!

Wuqing lied, and Wuchen didn't want to expose him.

It's just that this junior has suddenly become more thoughtful in recent days.

Wuchen patted him on the shoulder, "Hurry up and eat vegetarian food with your brothers."

After the evening class, it was time for the rest of the monks.

Wulu had already yawned profusely, dragging Wuqing who lived in the same wing back home.

But as soon as I got back to the wing room, I was no longer busy or sleepy.

There was no one to chat with him in the past two nights, Wulu was getting bored.

He brewed a pot of tea, and was about to finish the unfinished rumors during the day with Wuqing.

Wuqing put the windmill and the Mao'er lantern together in the shaft, with one ear in and the other out for Senior Brother Wulu's words.

"Junior Brother Wuqing, do you know what day it is today?"

"February [-]." Wuqing said perfunctorily.

Wu Lu took a big sip of tea, "Brother didn't mean that. Today this is the birthday of Concubine Yun Gui, the late Emperor's favorite. Do you know who Concubine Yun Gui is? Senior brother told you during the day that she is the little prince's mother." concubine..."

Wuqing's tidy hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Wulu didn't notice Wuqing's change, "Hey, you said that you were so beautiful in life, but no one will remember it after death... Look, who in this palace still remembers... Hey, junior brother, you ran out suddenly What are you doing?"