Residual face counterattack, shocking princess

156 Chapter 2 The National Teacher Summons [-]
Who is the person who can kill Nalan Yufeng?What is the purpose?Thinking of this, Nalan Haoyang's complexion became more and more ugly, and a frightening chill emanated from his whole body.

At this time, An Mandrill and An Mei walked in quickly from the outside, and An Mei said as soon as she saw Nalan Haoyang: "Master, Princess Mi Xing also went to Huangjue Temple today, and she seems to be going for Mu Yuxi .I'm afraid she will be disadvantageous to Mu Yuxi."

Anba also said: "Anba said that Mu Yuxi was attacked by a killer on the road today, but fortunately she only suffered a minor injury and is not serious."

Now that they all knew the importance of Mu Yuxi to their master, they naturally rushed to report as soon as they heard about Mu Yuxi.

Nalan Haoyang's big hand behind his back was already clenched into a fist, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging.

Could it be that the queen wanted Mu Yuxi's life?Could it be that she already knew that Mu Yuxi was the best candidate to detoxify him?
No, nothing can happen to Mu Yuxi!
Thinking of this, Nalan Haoyang stood up abruptly, handed a token to Anmei, and said in a cold voice: "Anmei, you go to Chu Hua and tell him that the plan has changed, so that he will appear immediately tomorrow."

It seems that he has to "rehabilitate" ahead of schedule!

Seeing that Anmei led the way, Nalan Haoyang took out the night clothes and black face scarf from the dark compartment and put them on again.

"Master, it's so late, where are you going?" An Drill and the others were all taken aback.

"Huangjue Temple!" Nalan Haoyang finished speaking in a deep voice, and the man had disappeared, leaving Andiao and they looked at each other in dismay.

The master also said that he has fallen in love with Mu Yuxi, which is clearly a sign of being unable to calm down.If he was really worried about Mu Yuxi, would it be enough to call Anba or them to go?Still need to go by yourself?

Several people looked at each other, not knowing whether it was happiness or worry for a while.

Under the leadership of Shanwu and Shanneng, more than [-] official ladies walked slowly towards the main hall.

Because she is the princess and the daughter of Mu Zuoxiang, Su Jin lined up in front of Mu Chanyun and Mu Yuling. The three of them walked at the front of the line, and there was another person in pink clothes in front of her. woman.About fifteen or sixteen years old, a pair of beautiful eyes are as clear and moving as clear water, but the bottom of the eyes seems to be separated by a layer, reflecting the cold and resolute darkness, as dark as an abyss, it seems that no one can reach the depths of her heart.There was a casual smile on her charming face, and her long jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, exuding an ethereal air of immortality.

I heard that this is Yin Ruoyao, the youngest daughter of Yin Youxiang.He was kidnapped shortly after he was born, and was only found by Yin Youxiang five years ago.Because it is lost and found, it is loved.But it seems that she is not in good health, unexpectedly she also came this time.

Many people have rumored that the reason why Yin Youxiang has been receding due to illness in the past few years is not only because Mu Qingruo has become more and more valued by the emperor, and has almost monopolized the government affairs, making him a right-hand minister. It is also because Yin Ruoyao suddenly The old illness broke out, and he had to take his beloved daughter to seek medical treatment everywhere. It was not until recently that Yin Ruoyao was healed by a miracle doctor and recovered, and Yin Youxiang returned to the court.I don't know if it's true or not.

However, people's words are formidable, and rumors are not necessarily credible.

But Su Jin can be sure that this Yin Ruoyao is by no means as weak as she appears on the surface, but someone who hides her secrets.As for why she had to pretend, she didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

As long as you don't provoke yourself, what do others have to do with you?

When they arrived outside the Daxiong Palace, Su Jin and others were waiting outside. After Shanwu and Shanneng entered for a while, only Shanneng came out and said with a smile: "There is an order from the national teacher, Mu Yuxi, the master of Zhaoyan County, Yin Ruoyao, the daughter of Prime Minister Yin, and Sikong Master Ming's daughter, Ming Ran'er, three of them went in, and the rest followed the poor monk to the side hall to chant scriptures."

These words made these daughters' families couldn't help whispering, didn't they say that the national teacher was going to summon everyone?Why did it suddenly become only three summons?Mu Yuling and Mu Chanyun also looked angry, staring at Su Jin with envy.Why was Mu Yuxi able to see the national teacher, but she couldn't?Just for the name of the princess?It is so unfair.

You must know that the national teacher is above ten thousand people and under one person, and his predictive ability is very strong, he can be counted as destiny, and he can also help people overcome disasters. As long as he has a point of view, he will surely turn danger into good fortune and live a peaceful life.However, they can't see each other?
Ming Ran'er was so surprised that she almost fainted when she heard this, only Su Jin and Yin Ruoyao, although a little surprised, quickly recovered their calm expressions, neither sad nor happy.

Shan Neng calmly took the expressions of these three people into his eyes, waved his hand, and said: "Please, three!" After speaking, he took the rich ladies to the other side.

Yin Ruoyao stepped into the threshold first, Su Jin followed, and finally Ming Ran'er.In the south of the treasure hall, an altar was built with stone, with a red oil towel and a gold backlight, on which were enshrined three Buddhas of the third age in bronze, each with a silk lotus seat, holding three copper cloisonné enamel bowls, and under the Buddha statue was a bronze seat inlaid with red sandalwood merchant silk. One, with curled legs and raised head, enshrines fourteen sapphire Buddhas. It is magnificent, but solemn and solemn, which is awe-inspiring.

However, the national teacher Wuji did not sit kneeling on the yellow cloud satin futon, but sat on a rose chair with a fully carved backrest. He was wearing a black monk's robe and holding twisted beads. He looked immortal and had a compassionate face. The deep eyes seem to be able to see through people, and the majestic aura that emanates makes people feel a little chilly.

And beside him, there is a person standing on each side, on the left is the cold Shanwu, and on the right is a monk wearing a yellow robe and a red cassock, this should be the Abbot Yideng that Xingniang mentioned.

On the other side of the hall, there are five young monks who are about seven or eight years old.

The three saluted in unison: "Meet the national teacher!" Wuji nodded, smiled kindly, and said with a flick of his sleeves: "You don't need to be too polite, just sit down!" He was referring to the three yellow satin futons in front of him.

How can this sit?It is clear that they are required to kneel and listen to the training.Su Jin secretly said: I hope this national teacher won't talk about it for too long, otherwise her leg will suffer.When she saw that there were papers, pens and inkstones placed in front of the yellow cloud satin futon, she couldn't help being suspicious.It seems that this is no ordinary meeting.

After the three of them knelt down and sat down, the national teacher Wuji said: "Can the three benefactors write down the birth date on this paper?"

Sure enough, there is something strange!Thinking that the national teacher's eyes had been fixed on her as soon as she entered the hall just now, it made her feel hairy.Su Jin was secretly alert, but her face was respectful, neither humble nor overbearing. Seeing that the other two had already started to write, she also held the brush, but deliberately held it a little stiffly, like holding a ballpoint pen. This posture immediately attracted Shanwu A mocking sneer.

Su Jin looked up in surprise, and saw that Shanwu's eyes were full of contempt, she couldn't help blushing, and quickly looked at the two who were writing quickly, pretending to ponder for a while, then finally grasped the pen and started Writing the birthday horoscope on paper is slow, crooked and without aesthetic feeling.That handwriting is simply disgusting.

Sure enough, as soon as the paper was handed over, not only Shanwu couldn't help laughing, even the national teacher and the abbot couldn't help but frown.

This handwriting is really bad, it's almost like a ghost drawing, maybe a seven-year-old child from a rich family can write better than her.Could it be that the Princess Zhaoyan didn't even learn how to write well?No wonder everyone in the imperial city knew that the third lady of Mu Xiangfu was a good-for-nothing since she was a child.
Ming Ran'er got close, seeing the crooked caterpillar-like words on the paper, she couldn't help but chuckle, her eyes were full of contempt.Seeing Shan Wu glaring at him with a cold face, he immediately stopped laughing, but still looked at Su Jin with disdain.

Yin Ruoyao just narrowed her beautiful eyes, with some doubts in her astonishment, but she showed no trace of ridicule.

Fortunately, however, if you read carefully, you can still tell what those words are.The national teacher shook his head, browsed through all the three sheets of paper, put them aside, and kindly said to the three who had just returned to their original positions: "It turns out that the three were all born in Zishi, what a coincidence." .I don’t know how much the three of you know about scriptures? It would be even better if you could recite one or two passages.”

As soon as these words came out, Ming Ran'er got excited, and hurriedly responded: "National teacher, can I let Ran'er come first?" Seeing that the national teacher smiled and nodded, she read a passage from the Lotus Sutra When he recited it, the voice was up and down, like a yellow warbler, and Abbot Yideng couldn't help but stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)