The Times Spent in Pretense

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I just remembered this all of a sudden, so I just talked a lot. Hua Liuli looked up at the Taoist temple, But there are indeed some differences in this Taoist temple. Why did His Highness come here?

Let's just walk around and light a lamp for the deceased. May she have a happy afterlife. The smile on the prince's face gradually disappeared, he lowered his eyelids, and his thick eyelashes trembled gently: What Gu Neng did for her, That's all there is to it.

Seeing that the prince's expression was so low, Hua Liuli thought to himself, could it be that the person whom the prince liked had unfortunately passed away prematurely? She wisely did not ask much, and was a quiet listener.

It's no wonder that King Ying and King Ning have already begun their engagement, and the future crown princess is still silent.

Three years ago, when a soldier died in battle, his fiancée came from thousands of miles away just to bring his bones home.

The woman was dry and thin, her eyes were numb, and she held the bone box tightly, as if she was holding the last hope. She followed the woman and kept sending her out of the city until her back was no longer visible.

From the beginning to the end, the woman hadn't shed a single tear, but Hua Liuli felt that she had cried a thousand times in her heart.

The love that is cut off by life and death is too bitter.

Hua Liuli looked at the prince with pity unconsciously. But what a caring person she is, she will never let the prince see anything wrong.

Your condolences, the old man has gone, you are still alive. Hua Liuli advised, She must also want you to live well.

Thank you. The prince said, I know.

In the face of life and death, any language is pale and powerless. Hua Liuli got up and picked a few dry grasses, flipped her fingers quickly, and quickly made a butterfly out.

Your Highness, stretch out your hand.

When the prince spread his hand on the stone table, Hua Liuli put the straw-woven butterfly in his palm: His Royal Highness, the minister heard a story told by the old man in Qinghan Prefecture. It is said that there is a butterfly in the underworld, which can bring the lost souls away. Going back to the underworld can also help living people bring their thoughts to important people.

Tonight you put the butterfly under the pillow, maybe your thoughts will be heard by her. Hua Liuli smiled and winked at the prince, So you have to rest early tonight and can't stay up late.

This butterfly is really not beautiful, the wings on both sides are asymmetrical in size, and the belly looks a little fat. He had some doubts that such a butterfly could not fly at all because its belly was too fat.

He closed his palm and put away the butterfly: Thank you.

Liu Li. Wei Mingyue stood outside the flower bushes, not knowing how long she had been standing there, but the expression on her face seemed normal, she didn't seem to see the scene just now, The abbot wants to see you, you can follow I come.

His Royal Highness, you sit here for a while, and the ministers and daughters will come when they go. Hua Liuli got up and walked towards Wei Mingyue.

When Hua Liuli came to her side, Wei Mingyue bowed her hands to the prince before turning around and leaving.

His Royal Highness. The prince's trusted attendant whispered, Why don't you tell the county master that this Taoist temple is raised by you, and there will be no problem with the tea.

Good intentions are rare. The prince took a sip from the teacup and put it down slowly. Suddenly, I felt that the position of the teacup was different from when Hua Liuli left, so I reached out and adjusted the position to make it back to its original state.

Hua Liuli thought that the abbot of the Taoist Temple was an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard, but she didn't expect to find out that the other party was a young man with beautiful eyebrows.

Benevolent believers, please take a seat. The abbot asked the mother and daughter to sit down and poured tea for them.

The place where they were sitting was a pavilion. The pavilion was built on the rock, and they could see the scenery under the mountain when they lifted their eyes.

Thank you zhēn rén.

Pin Dao Qinghui, the two good believers call the name of Pindao directly. Qing Hui put the tea in front of Hualiu Li, This tea is made from four seasons of flowers, and it has the effect of nourishing the face and calming the mind. The infirm can also enter.

Hua Liuli noticed his hands, which were neatly trimmed and fair-skinned.

Pin Dao practiced with his master since he was a child. After the master drove a crane to the west, he became the abbot of this Taoist temple. Qinghui's eyes are very good-looking, and he did not get the slightest bit of red dust: When the general came to contempt, Pin Dao was still young. Young, there is no chance to talk to the general. After so many years, the general is still so heroic.

Qinghui Daoist is very praised. Wei Mingyue sighed, I haven't returned for many years, and I never thought that I didn't even see zhēn rén for the last time.

Master once told Pindao that the general is a battle star and is born with the destiny of protecting the family and defending the country.

Wei Mingyue smiled when she heard the words, she couldn't tell whether she believed or disbelieved this statement.

Knowing that the county master is returning to Beijing, Pindao has the heart to go to your mansion

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