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"What are you thinking about, Zi Tong?" A voice as gentle as jade came from behind, followed by the sound of palace people kneeling down one after another.

Nie Wushuang looked back and saw Xiao Fengming walking slowly wearing a thin brocade-faced cloak with black and blue embroidered dragon patterns. Nie Wushuang's eyes warmed up. Even after seeing him so many times, his appearance still made her feel happy. With his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, his complexion had turned a little white due to the slight cold wind along the way, making his eyebrows and eyes look more like delicate ink paintings, with an indescribable nobility in his handsomeness.

He walked up to her, held her hand, and frowned slightly: "Why don't you wear more clothes? How are the maids serving you? Your cold will be aggravated if you catch the cold."

The emperor blamed him, and the palace servants serving him were all trembling with fear. They quickly took thick cloaks and stepped forward to dress Nie Wushuang.

Nie Wushuang smiled slightly, gathered up his cloak, and shook his hand: "It's nothing for me, Your Majesty, don't make a fuss."

Xiao Fengming looked at her expression as usual, then smiled and said: "Then what were you thinking about just now? Why are you so absorbed? Feng."

"Nothing. I'm feeling sorry for Zen Master Qingyuan. I didn't expect that he really became the abbot at such a young age. He was once just an unknown little Zen master." Nie Wushuang smiled and took off his cloak for him. It was cold outside but hot inside. After all, he was full of masculine aura. After a while, fine beads of sweat appeared on Xiao Fengming's forehead.

Xiao Fengming smiled and let her sort it out. Suddenly he saw the Buddhist beads on her wrist, his eyes condensed slightly, and he asked: "Is this the Buddhist beads that Zen Master Qingyuan gave you?"

"Yes." Nie Wushuang did not notice the abnormality in his eyes, and said with a smile: "The emperor has forgotten? I once went to Donglin Temple to pray for blessings and lived there for a while. I have some kind of affinity with Donglin Temple, and I am also familiar with Zen Master Qingyuan. . His Buddhist principles have benefited me a lot."

Xiao Fengming thought for a while, then nodded with a smile and shook her hand: "I remembered."

There is a balcony railing in the warm pavilion, which extends out of the pavilion, and you can look at a pool of colorful koi carps underneath. Xiao Fengming took off his cloak and walked out to look at the scenery casually.

Nie Wushuang looked at his unmoving expression and asked in a low voice: "I want to leave the palace in two days to pray for blessings."

Xiao Fengming turned around and frowned slightly: "Are you going to Donglin Temple? It's too far. Zi Tong doesn't have to work so hard."

Nie Wushuang was slightly startled and laughed: "I am not going to Donglin Temple."

"Where are you going? There is not much peace in Beijing recently. If you want to go out, your brother happens to have no military affairs. Let him follow you wherever you want. I am also relieved." Xiao Fengming said gently.

Nie Wushuang's heart skipped a beat, but the words had already been mentioned. She paused and finally said, "Yes, I obey the order."

…

Two days later, Nie Wushuang left the palace, with a simple phoenix greeting and a simple guard of ceremony, and still went to Huguang Temple.

Nie Wushuang leaned on the Jindun, his face gloomy. Yang Zhi knelt and sat in front of the carriage, his face unmoving.

After a long time, Nie Wushuang said calmly: "You can't leave the palace easily again in the future."

Yang Zhi was slightly surprised: "Why?"

Nie Wushuang frowned, and even though he was in his eyes, he didn't notice the irritation: "The emperor has ordered my brother to follow him, can't he be so smart as Eunuch Yang that he can't see that the emperor is already suspicious?"

She looked at the Buddhist scripture in her hand, feeling disgusted with herself. There was once a high-ranking woman who also held a Buddhist scripture in one hand, but committed all kinds of murders with the other hand. It turns out that she hated that kind of people so much, but she never thought that one day she would also embark on this path step by step.

Yang Zhi pondered for a while and comforted him: "Queen, don't worry. If the emperor is suspicious, he will not let you leave the palace. Furthermore, His Highness will not see your queen outside the palace in the future."

"It's okay." Nie Wushuang closed his eyes. He woke up too early in the morning. At this time, his whole body was still sore and tired: "This is just the last time."

Her voice was so low, it didn't sound like she was speaking to Yang Zhi, but she seemed to be comforting herself.

Yang Zhi watched her fall into a deep sleep, and covered her with a thin quilt. The phoenix swayed, and even though she was half asleep, her sleeping face still showed no trace of her face.

Yang Zhi sighed, and he heard her murmur. It was already so difficult now, so wouldn't the decision in the future be a heart-wrenching pain for her? Thinking about it, there was deep pity in his eyes when he looked at her.

…

Huguang Temple arrived soon. Nie Wushuang met the abbot, put on the incense sticks, and settled down in a separate courtyard of the temple. A palace maid served the vegetarian dishes prepared in the temple. After Nie Wushuang used some, he rested peacefully. I slept until noon, and the sky was already shining, which was a rare good weather since the beginning of winter.

Although it is winter at this time, the early winter scenery in this temple is also very beautiful. A palace maid suggested that she go out for a walk. Nie Wushuang shook his head: "It's winter now, there are no flowers, and the winter plums are not in full bloom, so it's not interesting."

The clever female officer at the table suggested that we could take a boat tour to see the scenery behind the Huguang Temple mountain. Nie Wushuang pondered slightly and nodded accurately.

Yang Zhi went down to take care of it himself, and soon after giving an order, an exquisite boat docked on the shore. Nie Wushuang selected one or two personal maids and took Yang Zhi on board. Although there is a lake in Shanglin Garden in the palace, Nie Wushuang was too lazy to take a boat ride to see the scenery of Shanglin Garden. Now I heard that Huguang Temple is named after the lake. The lake here is clear and does not freeze in winter, which is very surprising. It's amazing.

In the painting boat, there were tables and chairs on one side and a piano stand on the other. Nie Wushuang was stroking the strings casually, his eyes reflecting the sparkling lake water. His bright eyes were dotted with water, and his snow-like face became whiter and more porcelain-like than the reflection of the waves.

The painting boat sailed into the center of the lake and gradually moved towards the depths of the lake. Nie Wu

She let her thoughts go and played with the strings at will. After an unknown amount of time, the boat sank slightly. She paused and looked up at the gauze curtain floating in the wind.

"You're here..." She sighed quietly and asked in a low voice. Outside the gauze curtain, a tall and handsome figure stepped forward, lifted the curtain slightly, and looked at her with slightly squinted eyes: "You picked a good place today."

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This chapter is to make up for the thousand words I owed yesterday and before. Sorry, I was stuck yesterday, so stuck.

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