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The news that Xiao Fengqing besieged Donglin Temple with five thousand elite troops immediately spread throughout the prefectures and counties around Yingjing, and everyone was shocked. Xiao Fengqing's betrayal of his brother and the seizure of Yingjing was already a cause for concern. Now that he has sealed the Donglin Temple and threatened to massacre the temple, it is even more exciting. Many faithful men and women from surrounding counties have regarded Donglin Temple as a holy place for generations. Now when they heard that the temple was closed down and massacred, they all went to the foot of Donglin Temple to cry out and beg.

At the foot of the mountain temple, the cries of the people almost echoed through the sky.

Nie Wushuang hid in the secret room, fell asleep and woke up, but no one came to open the secret room for her.

She wouldn't just die in this secret room, would she? She thought vaguely.

Just as despair was rising in her heart, the door of the meditation room opened and heavy footsteps could be heard. Nie Wushuang looked through the ventilation holes and saw only a pair of monk shoes.

She felt relieved. Finally, the door to the secret room opened silently. Dazzling light came in, and Qingyuan looked tired and helped her out.

Nie Wushuang looked at him in surprise and asked in a low voice: "He... is he gone?"

Qingyuan shook his head and helped her sit beside the bed. His monk's clothes were dirty and his face was as white as snow. He looked at Nie Wushuang, opened his mouth and finally said: "It doesn't matter anyway, Prince Rui has closed the temple." , I can’t go anywhere for the time being. After a day or two, he will naturally give up if he can’t find her.”

Nie Wushuang saw the deep sadness in his clear brows, and felt dubious, but wanted to ask but didn't know where to start.

There was deathly silence in the Zen room. Nie Wushuang had been frightened in the secret room all night. Now that he came out, he felt hungry and had to speak: "Qingyuan... is there anything to eat..."

Qingyuan came back from his deep thoughts and felt ashamed when he heard the words: "That's right, I'm going to prepare some fast food for the empress." After saying that, he hurriedly left the meditation room.

Nie Wushuang was lying on the bed, listening to the faint crying coming from outside, feeling increasingly uneasy. She bit her lower lip. Could Xiao Fengqing really let Donglin Temple go like this? Such a arrogant act, willing to risk the world to seal Donglin Temple, and then leave so easily?

No, it’s definitely not like this... Feng...

She was very conflicted. If she went out, she would only be caught by Xiao Fengqing. Her child... She caressed her belly over and over again, tears rolling down her eyes. She did not regret dying. Five years ago, she She is the one who deserves to die, but can Xiao Fengqing spare her child?

Just when she was thinking wildly, Qingyuan came back in a hurry, but his face turned even paler. He was holding a cold white flour bun and a bowl of water in his hand. Facing Nie Wushuang's tearful eyes, his chapped lips moved slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

"Your Majesty, you must be hungry. Eat quickly." He handed the steamed bun to Nie Wushuang and said.

Nie Wushuang was hungry, and with all the entanglements in his heart, he couldn't live a good life now. So she stopped refusing and ate in a hurry. When she was halfway through eating, she realized that Qingyuan on the side was just looking at her silently. The compassion and despair in his eyes made her heart tremble.

Nie Wushuang stopped and couldn't help but ask: "Qingyuan, what happened?"

Qingyuan turned away and said in a calm voice: "It's nothing. Madam, please rest assured. All this will pass. I'll go look for something to eat."

After saying that, he quickly left the meditation room, leaving Nie Wushuang with a confused look on his face.

Nie Wushuang bit into the cold steamed bun, feeling increasingly uneasy. She finally finished eating and tried her best to suppress the nausea and vomiting, and then she looked around the meditation room. After Xiao Fengqing's officers and soldiers rummaged through it last night, the originally neat and clean Zen room was in a mess.

She had nothing to do, so she quietly organized it. It looks like she has to spend a lot of time in the secret room. She thought for a while, took out a mattress, followed Qingyuan's example, groped for the mechanism of the secret room, and tidied the secret room. After all this was done, she breathed a sigh of relief. But Qingyuan hasn't come back yet. She couldn't help but feel anxious. When I was sitting uneasily in the Zen room, suddenly there was a noise outside.

She was shocked and hurriedly hid in the secret room. Gradually, many chaotic footsteps came, mixed with the voices of many monks.

Someone shouted: "Abbott Abbot, a disaster is imminent in Donglin Temple. Can you bear to watch everyone in the temple die?"

disaster? ! Nie Wushuang's heart tightened, and she couldn't help but put her ears closer to the ventilation hole, listening carefully to the sounds outside.

Qingyuan's clear and clear voice sounded at the right time, with a little anger: "Do I, the abbot, want to see such a result? There are clouds in the Buddha, and the four elements are empty. If you can't understand life and death, how can you educate all people?"

"But now, for the sake of a woman, the whole temple must be buried with him. Is this what Lord Buddha wants to see? If Queen Nie is not handed over, Prince Rui will massacre the temple in three days! Abbot Zen Master! You If you know where the queen is, please hand her over!" Someone shouted in dissatisfaction.

"The Lord Buddha once sacrificed his body to feed tigers. You are Buddhist disciples in vain and died for the Queen. Don't you think your death is an unworthy death?" Qingyuan asked accusingly.

His voice was clear and compassionate, leaving the troublemaking monks speechless.

"But..." Some people were still dissatisfied, but they couldn't say anything else.

Qingyuan announced a Buddha's name: "If you are still reluctant to give up in this world, today the Japanese abbot will cancel your ordination certificate and expel you from the temple, so that King Rui will not anger you because you are monks."

There was a tremor in his voice: "Thousands of disasters can only be borne by Qingyuan alone."

Outside the Zen room, the monks were silent. In the Zen room, Nie Wushuang had already burst into tears. It turned out that

Therefore, it turns out that Xiao Fengqing actually used hundreds of lives in Donglin Temple to force her to appear.

He is indeed still so ruthless, bet she is ruthless enough to watch hundreds of people die because of her...

Tears rolled down quickly and silently, and she covered her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying loudly. God, does it really mean that she, Nie Wushuang, will not be able to escape from his grasp in the end? …

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