Marrying on your behalf: the abandoned concubine of the cold-faced prince

Chapter 107

Shangguan Che stopped the guard from continuing, and said in a low voice, "Someone is here."

Mo Li was supported by the lotus and hurried to Shangguan Che and asked anxiously: "My lord, how is Brother Huang?"

Shangguan Che stopped Mo Li's way: "Don't look at it, be careful of being scared." Shangguan Che always knew that Mo Li was timid, if he saw it, he might not be able to sleep at night for a long time.

Tears flickered in Mo Li's eyes: "Brother Huang has been taking care of me for a long time, why did he die?"

Shangguan Che said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I will avenge him, and the person who killed him will not end well." Shangguan Che's eyes showed a trace of ruthlessness.

Bodhi does not have a tree, and a bright mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so where can the dust be aroused?

A Buddhist hall was built in the west of the palace, where the concubines of the harem paid homage, and there was also a place to worship spirit tablets. The courtyard of the Buddhist hall was not very big, and several bodhi trees were extremely large, tall and straight and verdant.

The apricot-yellow courtyard walls, the blue-gray palace ridges, the towering pale-green ancient trees, and the clear and long chimes of the bell washed away the prosperity and impetuosity in the palace.Even the air here is cooler than the usual places in the palace.

The emperor stood by the lotus pond and sighed quietly, Liu Dequan walked into the emperor's side: "Your Majesty, what's the matter, why are you sighing?"

"Hey, can I not sigh? Xi'er's health is not getting better all the time. I'm just afraid that Xi'er won't last until Che'er comes back. I was very happy to pass on the throne to him, but... hey, it's all my fault. After listening to the queen, who would have thought that the queen would be so scheming." The emperor let out a deep breath in his heart.

When the long bell rang from the Buddhist hall, Liu Dequan glanced at the emperor quietly, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I heard that a new mistress came to the Buddhist hall, and this mistress made good tea, Your Majesty." Why don’t you go there to discuss scriptures with the teacher, let the teacher make a pot of good tea for the emperor, maybe the emperor will relieve the boredom in his heart?”

The emperor raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Alright, I haven't had tea for a long time, and I've listened to the scriptures. Maybe it can really wash away my worries, let me show you."

"Tsk, I obey." Liu Dequan shook his whisk and said in a deep voice, "Show me the Bodhi Temple."

The three-meter-high gold-plated Bodhisattva overlooks the world, sitting cross-legged on a lotus pedestal with a white porcelain water purification bottle in his hand. Furong kneels in front of the Buddha and silently recites Amitabha, knocking a wooden fish in his hand, and kneels in front of the Buddha.

She was dressed in a gray cloth robe, which couldn't hide Furong's appearance at all. Although she was no longer in her prime, she still had her charm, dignified and beautiful.

"Clean space." The presiding officer was originally a concubine of the late emperor.

Fu Rong stopped knocking on the wooden fish, her eyes were calm and unwavering, she turned her head and kowtowed: "The poor nun sees the presiding teacher."

"Qingkong, the emperor will come over later and I want to drink the tea you brewed. You go and prepare it. The emperor has been very upset about the crown prince recently. The emperor likes to listen to the Diamond Sutra. I hope you can relieve the annoyance in the emperor's heart."

Fu Rong knelt down: "The poor nun, go down and get ready."

Under the linden tree, Jingkong arranged the teacups one by one. On the red clay stove, the snow water picked from last year's plum petals was boiled. With the white steam rising, there was a faint fragrance.

"The emperor is here." Liu Dequan reported respectfully in a shrill voice.

Furong looked around, wondering why the Buddhist hall was so quiet?Where did the master and other masters go?Fu Rong didn't have time to think about kneeling on the ground and said calmly: "The poor nun kowtowed to the emperor, long live my emperor, long live."

(End of this chapter)