The Six Palaces of Favorites: The Black-bellied Emperor's Cold Concubine

Chapter 398 The Secret of Violent Illness (10)
Qingchen sniffed the fragrance of flowers floating in the air, and looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms all over the garden. Suddenly, she began to think about the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes made in the small kitchen. She turned her head and asked Ye Hanyu: "Sister, why are you waiting for me?" ?"

Ye Hanyu knew that she trusted her, and if she didn't say that maybe she really didn't know, she didn't ask any more questions at the moment, and said with a smile: "It's nothing special, isn't today the Mid-Autumn Festival, the small kitchen made some new cakes, since The queen mother ordered the cancellation of the dinner, and you have nothing to do at the moment, why don't you just sit with me?"

"Is there any sweet-scented osmanthus cake? I smelled the aroma just now, and I really want to eat that cake."

Ye Hanyu curled her lips, "This season is the time when sweet-scented osmanthus flowers are in full bloom, how could there be no sweet-scented osmanthus cakes? I have prepared all your favorite foods, and I thought someone would send them to you, but I happened to meet You, save another trip."

"I knew my sister loved me the most." Qingchen hugged Ye Hanyu's arm a little childishly, and even said with a rascal smile: "I'll take some with me when I leave."

Ye Hanyu chuckled, and patted her lightly, "Do you think I'm your back kitchen?"

Before going to the Buddhist hall, Qingchen learned how to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake by herself. Although she didn't know whether Xiao Jun liked this dessert, she had promised him that she would give it to him when the sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms were in spring. He made fresh sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and although he was angry now, once she entered the Buddhist hall, Yue Yu couldn't come out and walk around at will, and she couldn't see each other for such a long time, no matter how angry she was, the anger should have subsided, right?

Putting the packed cakes into the food box, she said to Yun Lan: "You can deliver it yourself, just say that I am going to the Buddhist hall to fast and pray for blessings, and when I come back in a few days, I will go to the emperor to plead guilty. I committed a crime. I will take responsibility for the mistakes, so that the emperor doesn't have to worry about it."

Yun Lan wanted to persuade her a few words, but finally sighed softly, took the food box and went to the imperial study.

Master Jingyun knew that she was coming, so she had already had two clean rooms cleaned up for her in advance. The Buddhist hall in the Xinggong Palace was not as spacious as the Lianxin Hall in the palace, it was just a small courtyard.

Master Jingyun prepared a small mahogany table for her in the Buddhist hall, on which there were several volumes of Buddhist scriptures and a stack of rice paper specially used for copying scriptures.Since Tonghua Palace couldn't be left alone, she only brought Jinxiu and Yunlan over, leaving Jinxin to take care of other things.

Mrs. Jingyun's attitude towards her is extremely cold, maybe she has always treated people like this, maybe she was ordered by someone, in short, her tone was indifferent as if she was treating a stranger, "Your Majesty, you just write here what you want Write something, burn it in front of the Buddha after writing, and let the Buddha see that you are sincerely repenting, and only then can your sins be absolved."

Qingchen sneered and retorted, "Then dare to ask Master, practitioners often say that monks don't tell lies, so is it a sin to help the evildoers, lie and harm others? In front of the Buddha, Master Jingyun dared to say that he asked his heart." Are you worthy?"

Master Jingyun raised her palms with lowered eyes, her face was so indifferent that no waves could be seen, "The poor nun's sins will be punished by the Buddha himself, so the empress doesn't have to worry about it. The empress can just worship the Buddha in meditation and seek blessings for herself first." If there is nothing else, the poor nun will leave first."

Qingchen saw that everything on the table was well prepared, and there was no shortage of pens, inks, papers and inkstones. She sat down and laughed at herself: "Yun Lan, they asked me to write about my sins, but at this moment I am facing the Buddha, and my heart is still the same. I am as calm as a mirror, I have never done anything wrong, and I have never let anyone down, so what should I write?"

　If the tickets are strong, there will be more changes tomorrow, asking for a monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)