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The abbot and the abbot handed the abbot's token into his hand with a smile, and then announced that the monks could disperse.

The main hall was filled with smoke, and only the dignified and kind face of the Buddha statue was faintly hidden in the smoke. Only the abbot and Qingyuan were left in the Buddhist hall.

The abbot and abbot looked at the young and steady Qingyuan in front of him and sighed: "I didn't expect that your achievements today would be even higher than what I did back then. Finally, I can live up to the entrustment of past abbots and find someone who can properly spread the Buddhism of Donglin Temple."

Qingyuan bowed down and thanked him: "Qingyuan will bear in mind the abbot and abbot's kindness in protecting me."

The abbot and abbot looked at his handsome features, and lowered his old snow-white eyebrows: "But I want to advise you, Donglin Temple is a royal temple, enjoys the royal fireworks, and is inseparable from the royal family, but you can't get too involved in it. .Do you understand what I said?"

Qingyuan's eyes flashed with confusion, but he still said respectfully: "Qingyuan has learned a lesson. Feng."

The abbot and abbot sighed: "Every step in the palace is dangerous. You should stay away from the palace women. They are beautiful, but if you mess with them, they will be killed. You are still young, but you must keep your heart and never get involved in the palace." Fight."

Qingyuan listened with only a half-understanding, and felt that although what the abbot said today was not Buddhism, it was more profound than Buddhism.

He bowed again: "Qingyuan must keep it in mind."

The abbot and abbot wanted to say something more, but he sighed and turned away.

Qingyuan touched the abbot's token in his arms and slowly recited Buddhist scriptures in the temple.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the Buddhist hall was opened, and his senior brother Qingsi walked in. Qingyuan looked at his livid face and said calmly: "Senior brother, are you also coming to worship Buddha?"

Qingsi stepped forward coldly and said sarcastically: "You can achieve things with the help of the concubine. You are indeed not the Qingyuan of the past. The Qingyuan of the past would not accept all these arrangements! You are so powerful that Concubine Shu will take a fancy to you!"

Qingyuan looked at him calmly: "Why don't you accept it? Whether it is Concubine Shu or someone else, if Qingyuan had not devoted himself to practice and studied Buddhism, it would not be Qingyuan's turn to be the abbot and abbot. Senior brother feels that he is better than Qingyuan is more qualified to accept the position of abbot, so Qingyuan just gives up."

Seeing him like this, Qingsi knew that she could not defeat him in terms of reputation or Buddhist principles. He has no hope of taking charge of Donglin Temple.

He turned pale with anger: "Then senior brother, I congratulate you on becoming the abbot and abbot!"

Qingyuan bowed: "Thank you, senior brother. I will need your help in the future affairs of the temple."

Qingsi sneered and left with a puff of sleeves. The temple returned to silence. Qingyuan looked at the Buddha in the temple and murmured: "Buddha, did Qingyuan do something wrong?"

But he clearly didn't do anything. Thinking about it, he closed his eyes and chanted Buddha's name quietly.

…

The establishment of a new abbot of Donglin Temple is not a simple matter. Xiao Fengming heard that the old abbot and abbot had chosen a successor, so he summoned Qingyuan to the palace to accept the title. He and Qingyuan talked for a long time in the imperial study room, and then asked the palace officials to see him off.

Qingyuan was led by the palace servants and passed by the imperial garden. He accidentally looked back and saw Nie Wushuang playing with the eldest princess in the plum blossom forest. Her hearty smile actually stopped him in his tracks. Unknowingly, he was standing on the corridor, watching her slippery figure moving through the flowers like a flower essence. It was as if a stone had been dropped into the clear lake of my heart. I couldn't tell what was wrong, but I just felt different.

Which one is the Nie Wushuang he has seen before? She is the downtrodden palace concubine who treads Buddhist scriptures with her feet as vicious as snakes and scorpions, but is as beautiful as a poppy. She is also the noble concubine who is aloof and radiant with her aura of nobility. She is also the young woman we saw today who has no scruples in playing around.

He sighed unconsciously, lowered his eyebrows, and was about to leave. Nie Wushuang had already seen him. She dropped the snowball in her hand, gasped and hurried over, calling: "Master Qingyuan!"

Qingyuan saw that her temple hair was slightly disheveled, her delicate nose was slightly red, and her bright face seemed to penetrate people's hearts. He couldn't help but take a step back and lowered his head lower: "See you, empress."

Nie Wushuang rubbed his hands and looked at his outfit today with a smile. The bright yellow cassock and the handsome fair face had a faint and solemn look. She then put her hands together and returned the greeting, smiling and saying, "Congratulations, Master Qingyuan!"

Qingyuan raised his head, his clear eyes swept over her hands that were red from the cold, and suddenly said: "Your Majesty, be careful of catching a cold."

Nie Wushuang was startled and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter."

She walked up to him and nodded with satisfaction: "This is everything Master Qingyuan deserves."

Qingyuan was shocked and couldn't help but look up at her. He was so smart. From the complicated appearance, he suddenly realized that the woman in front of him might be behind all of this.

He couldn't explain what he felt in his heart, so he took a step back and said, "Thank you, empress. I will take my leave. Empress...take care!"

He turned and walked forward, his clothes flying in the cold wind, and his heart gradually calmed down. After walking a few steps, he turned back with clear eyes: "The young monk said that if the empress is confused or in trouble, you can go to the young monk."

Nie Wushuang felt warm in his heart and said with a smile, "This is natural."

Qingyuan bowed silently, turned around and strode away.

…

Before the legal work was completed, Qin's letter of surrender had arrived in the capital. Since Yelutu had fled to Mobei, King Haru of Qin personally presented it to Xiao Fengming. At the same time, envoys from Qi were coming in the near future. It is already the beginning of spring in March, when the ice and snow melt and everything revives.

After the snow melts, the weather is very cold

Nie Wushuang was afraid of the cold, so she burned fine silver carbon in the "Yonghua Palace" day and night to keep her away from the cold. Nie Wushuang looked at the continuous spring rain outside the window, and felt that the coldness in his bones was still firmly entrenched, like an inexhaustible curse, tightly entangled. This kind of coldness was no matter how much silver carbon the palace people burned. It can't be dispelled...

She watched for a while, and suddenly a chamberlain came to report: "I would like to report to the empress, Princess Rui and the young prince have come to pay homage to the empress."

Nie Wushuang was startled. During the Chinese New Year, she had seen Zou Nongfang from a distance through the royal family members who came to pay New Year greetings. At that time, the wet nurse behind her was holding the little prince, who was already over a year old. She could not see clearly from a distance. Although she looks very fair, she also feels very fair and cute.

She originally thought that Zou Nongfang would not want to see her again, but why did he come here today?

After thinking about it, she ordered: "Go and invite Princess Rui to drink tea in the palace, and I will go change my clothes."

She adjusted her makeup a little and walked out. There was laughter in the palace, and a boy wearing a brocade jacket was playing and giggling with the third prince. Zou Nongfang was sitting on the chair, watching with a smile. A deep maternal love appeared on her face.

Nie Wushuang was slightly startled by the look on her face, and then stepped forward to meet her: "Sister Zou."

When Zou Nongfang saw her coming, she quickly stepped forward to pay her respects and said, "I pay my respects to the noble concubine."

Nie Wushuang helped her stand up, looked at the little boy playing, and asked, "Is he His Royal Highness?"

"Yes!" Zou Nongfang quickly hugged him over and said softly: "Lan'er, please pay your respects to the imperial concubine!"

Lan'er... Nie Wushuang recalled in a trance that when the prince was one month old, Xiao Fengqing came to him and asked her to name him.

He said, Lan'er, she said your name is Lan'er. She could never forget that joyous look.

"Yilan." Nie Wushuang took the little boy from Zou Nonfang's arms. He was only a little over a year old. He was fond of moving when he suddenly fell into the arms of a stranger. He looked at Nie for a while with his dark eyes. Wushuang, then twisted his little body and wanted to come down to play.

Nie Wushuang put him down, looked back at Zou Nongfang, and said calmly: "The young prince looks very much like Sister Zou."

Zou Nongfang smiled happily, took Nie Wushuang's hand and respectfully asked her to take a seat. Seeing that she was still silent, Nie Wushuang simply waved the palace attendant away and asked, "Sister Zou, what's the matter with entering the palace today?"

Zou Nongfang smiled bitterly: "I came to the palace today because the Queen wants to ask me something."

Queen? Once the Queen is involved, it seems that no simple thing is simple anymore. Nie Wushuang instinctively frowned: "What does the Queen want from you?"

Zou Nongfang glanced at her and said slowly: "The Queen said that Miss Qiumeng has been serving the prince for a while...she is already the prince's person, so...so she wants to make the decision and take her as a sidekick." Concubine."

Upon hearing this, Nie Wushuang frowned even more tightly. After a long time, she asked, "Did Sister Zou agree?"

Zou Nongfang smiled: "I told the queen that I should ask the prince about this matter. If the prince doesn't nod, it won't be easy for me to make the decision. The queen was a little unhappy after hearing this and scolded me in a subtle way, so I Just come here and ask the noble concubine how to handle this matter."

Nie Wushuang took a sip of tea and sneered: "Sister Zou doesn't have to interfere in this matter. Report it to His Highness Prince Rui and let him make his own decision!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a chamberlain came to report: "His Royal Highness Prince Rui has come to pick up the princess and the young prince. He is waiting outside the palace."

Nie Wushuang put down the tea cup, made a "click" sound, and said with a smile but not a smile: "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here. Please come in, His Highness Prince Rui."

The waiter left in response, and after a while, Xiao Fengqing walked out of the hall in the drizzle. He was wearing a dark blue gauze brocade robe, and black boots embroidered with auspicious clouds. His handsome face was stained with a few traces of rain, and his eyebrows were as clear as an ink painting. With a smile in his eyes, he walked in, casually patted the invisible rainwater on his body, and said with a smile: "I pay my respects to the noble concubine."

He gestured to salute, expecting that Nie Wushuang would be polite and not allow him to kneel down and salute, but unexpectedly, Nie Wushuang just didn't extend his hand. After seeing him, he could only salute and then asked lightly: "His Royal Highness, Prince Rui, has such good ears and eyes. How do you know that Princess Rui is in my palace?"

Xiao Fengqing patted the hem of her robe, looked at the condensed expression on Nie Wushuang's face, and suddenly chuckled: "Of course I know, this is my beloved concubine and heir apparent. Does your Majesty think it's strange?"

Nie Wushuang was furious in his heart, but his smile became brighter and brighter: "It's not surprising, I'm just curious about how many women His Royal Highness Prince Rui has in his heart."

Xiao Fengqing's sharp eyes suddenly stared at her face, and after a while she said: "One!"

Nie Wushuang looked at his arrogant eyes on her, feeling ashamed and annoyed, and turned away in anger. Zou Nongfang had already quietly retreated with the young prince, and the palace servants were waiting outside.

Nie Wushuang stared at the raindrops outside the window and asked softly: "Do you really want to make this decision? Participate in the establishment of the throne?"

Xiao Fengqing raised her beautiful black eyebrows slightly and sneered: "Do you think I can refuse? There will be no harm to me in agreeing to the Queen. On the contrary, not agreeing may offend the Queen."

Nie Wushuang suddenly fell silent. After a long time, she said coldly: "In that case, His Highness Prince Rui, just marry Qiu Meng as Prince Rui's concubine. I just hope that I will take more care of Sister Zou and the young prince in the future."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fengqing sneered softly: "Who said that this king wants to marry that Qiu Meng?"

Nie Wushuang was slightly surprised, and Xiao Fengqing showed cold ridicule in her eyes: "You want to win over this king with just a humble servant? The queen is too young too.

It's up to me. If the king agrees to join forces with the queen, he has never put such a slave in his eyes. The queen also knows very well in her heart what kind of thing Qiu Meng is. Just a woman who warms the bed. He said that he would give her to me as his concubine, just to test my intentions. "

After hearing this, Nie Wushuang confirmed his guess about Qiu Meng. There are too many slaves like Qiu Meng who are used by superiors to convey some inexplicable intentions. There is only one end for such people after being used - being abandoned.

She lowered her eyes and stopped talking. Xiao Fengqing looked at the profile of her thoughtful face, and then said for a long time: "Now the Queen and Concubine Shu are secretly competing with each other and forming factions. It is difficult for you to stay out of it. If you have anything, just ask Yang Zhi. I Wang is not so stingy that even Yang Zhi would not give it to you."

Nie Wushuang raised his bright eyes and looked at Xiao Fengqing in front of him with a complicated expression. It was rare that he could talk to her so calmly today and whispered: "Thank you."

The two fell silent suddenly. Xiao Fengqing suddenly laughed, stood up, looked down at Nie Wushuang, evil eyes revealed: "How? How about joining forces with me? Don't you have a third prince? We can compete with him."

Nie Wushuang trembled all over, stared into Xiao Fengqing's eyes, and whispered angrily: "Your Highness, do you know what you are talking about?! The third prince is born with a heart disease... You!..."

Xiao Fengqing sneered: "So what if he is born with a heart disease? Even if he is lame or blind, as long as you are willing and I am willing, we can still make him the emperor. Does the prince and general Xiang Ning have the guts?! Nie Wushuang, how dare you? What about with Henjue?!"

"That's enough!" Nie Wushuang interrupted, the fear and anger in his heart tightly gripping his heart. No, she doesn’t want to become a queen! She had said that she would never be separated from Xiao Fengming. How could she abandon the small happiness and luck that the two of them had finally achieved today for the sake of her own selfish interests?

Establish a reserve, establish a reserve! Xiao Fengming was just in his prime, she didn't want them to arrange his posthumous affairs! cannot!

"Okay, I won't say anything." Xiao Fengqing sneered and said, "You just stood aside and watched helplessly as the Queen and Concubine Shu finally fought. After that, you have to protect your Emperor from living to ten thousand years. He will die after you die. Otherwise, when a new king comes to the throne in a certain year and month, you will be a punching bag in the hands of a certain queen mother, and all the favor you have received today will be turned into pain and returned to you. Nie Wushuang, what do you want? Is this the tragic consequence?"

After saying that, he sneered and left. In the rain, his tall back was like a sharp sword piercing her heart.

In the cold weather, she broke out in cold sweat.

Is he a demon? Otherwise, why could he reveal what she feared in her heart like this? Otherwise, why could he easily shake the seemingly firm belief in her heart with just a few words?

No! Nie Wushuang stumbled into the inner hall, threw herself on the bed, and buried her head in the quilt. However, she still couldn't stop his vicious words, which struck her heart word by word. It turned out that she had not found a paradise. Xiao Fengming's chest is not her final guarantee.

In the harem, women cannot rely on men. The only thing they can rely on is the power in their hands... Grandma Wu's old but stern face flashed through her mind.

"Remember, don't fall in love with the emperor. Only if you don't fall in love with the emperor can you be invincible..." Concubine Yu opened and closed her mouth before she died, spitting out her final advice.

And on that coldest spring rainy night in her life, she coldly swore to the vermilion door: "By the heavens above, I, Nie Wushuang, swear here today that if I don't die, I will come back and report to all the doors." Blood feud!”

"Gu Qinghong, if I don't die, I will come back and avenge my family's blood!"

Blood feud...

that power……

"No-" She suddenly screamed, her shrill voice muffled by the quilt, turning into a deep whimper.

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Bing thought for a long time and decided to write it like this. Forgive Nie Wushuang for worrying about gains and losses. She had experienced the pain of annihilating her family. Even if Xiao Fengming's gentleness temporarily healed the trauma in her heart, she still couldn't be calm and stable deep in her heart. Power is a poison that quenches thirst. There is no highest, only higher. Once you are on top, you cannot fall down. Once it falls, it will be shattered into pieces. Her revenge has not been avenged, and her love cannot be guaranteed to last forever. Xiao Fengqing's evil summons made her even more confused.

As I write this, Xiao Fengqing is the person who understands her best. He knows all her desires and weaknesses. He is the devil in her heart. And Xiao Fengming is her bright salvation. She loves Xiao Fengming, but she can't resist the call of the devil in her heart.

Forgive her, she is just a mortal woman with weaknesses.