The Peerless Concubine of the King's Favorite

Chapter 28: To Save or Not to Save (1)
Suddenly, a feeling of sympathy slowly rose in Chu Qing's heart.

Outside the thatched monk's house, the winding path leads to a secluded place, except for the surrounding greenery, there is only the poplar tree that needs to be embraced by two people to hug it.The breeze blows, and the catkins on the poplar tree circle and fall. Whenever a stray catkin wants to fall on the white clothes, there will always be a Qianqian hand to block it, so as not to disturb it from being distracted. playing chess.

"Cough cough..."

Light coughing sounds kept coming, each time causing the man's shoulders to tremble.Even the old monk who was facing him like a waveless ancient well couldn't help raising his eyes and looking at him.

"No problem." As if feeling the gaze of the old monk, the third prince raised his hand holding the handkerchief and waved it casually.Chu Qing noticed that there were spots of bright red on the silk brocade handkerchief.

The dazzling red made her look a little dazed, as if she saw her former self through the frail body of this sickly handsome man.

Perhaps it was because her eyes were too straightforward, which made the silver-clothed woman who was silently guarding behind the third prince cold.There was only a ruthless coldness in those charming eyes.

"Yin Ji." The third prince said lightly, his voice was very ethereal, as if people couldn't grasp the roots. "Retire, and don't be rude to the master's guests."

The silver-clothed woman restrained her hostility, lowered her gaze, and stepped aside.

At this moment, Chu Zhengyang just woke up, brought Chu Qing to kneel in front of the third prince in a hurry, and saluted.But even though Chu Qing didn't want it in his heart, he couldn't help but his current status, so he could only follow Chu Zhengyang and kneel down on the ground.

"My servant, Chu Zhengyang, brought my little girl Chu Qing to look for Master Yuanhui. I don't know that His Highness is here. Please forgive me for disturbing you." Chu Zhengyang's humbleness did not make Chu Qing feel disgusted, she is not that kind A passionate person, she knows what it means to be able to bend and stretch, and what it means to be powerful.

In front of the imperial power, not to mention Chu Zhengyang as a merchant, I am afraid that even those high officials who are extremely human can only humbly prostrate.This is dignity, this is etiquette.

"Get up." The voice was full of indifference, and seemed to be indifferent to anything.From the beginning to the end, he never looked at Chu Qing and his daughter.

Like cold, but also like aloof?Chu Qing looked at the man who aroused her pity with complicated eyes. His sickly pale skin seemed transparent under the sun, and that kind of weakness made him look even more beautiful.However, those clear eyes made her feel uncomfortable for some reason.

"Master, don't pay attention to me. It just happened to let me think about how to move the next move." He didn't use the king, and he didn't call himself the temple. He just used the ordinary "I" to call himself, which really gave people the feeling of being a pearl in the sea.The kind of approachability that exudes makes it easy for people to have a good impression of him.

Master Yuanhui nodded slightly, as if he had accepted the love of the third prince.He stood up, twirling a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and walked towards the father and daughter of the Chu family who had stood up as promised.

He is thin and thin, his brows look like a golden Buddha, his cheeks are rosy, his complexion is crystal clear, and he walks with wind in every step, as if walking on clouds, really like a Buddha in this world.It has to be said that Master Yuan Hui's feeling, the kind of compassion for all beings with the eyes of the Buddha, makes people want to worship even more.

Chu Zhengyang bowed deeply to Master Yuan Hui, that feeling was a subconscious behavior.But Chu Qing controlled the knees that he wanted to bend, forcibly bearing the coercion of Buddha crossing sentient beings.

She is clear in her heart, if she does not kneel down to the third prince, she may be executed for disrespect, but if she does not kneel down to the old monk, she will not break the law.

Yuan Hui saw her stubbornness and tenacity, she didn't blame her, she just showed a mysterious smile, and said pointedly: "Does the benefactor have a clear mind?"

He ignored Chu Zhengyang who was saluting to him, and instead directly talked to Chu Qing, which made the third prince pause while holding the chess piece, and looked sideways at the veiled girl in green shirt.

But at this time, Chu Zhengyang stepped back and listened to the conversation between the two holding his breath.

Chu Qing looked directly at Master Yuanhui, the corners of his lips under the veil slightly raised: "Master, do you know where I come from and where I'm going?"

The words of the two seemed to be full of jerky and incomprehensible Zen, but the two seemed to understand what the other was trying to say.

Yuan Hui's smile remained unchanged, his hand holding the beads suddenly let go, and the string of beads slipped into his wrist. He spread out his palm, but there was nothing on it. The wisps of catkins fell into his palm.He held up the flowers and smiled: "Come from everywhere, go everywhere. One flower is one world, one sand is one kingdom, the king's palm is boundless, and a moment holds eternal calamity. Why should the female benefactor be persistent?"

This last rhetorical question fell in Chu Qing's heart like thunder, and shattered her entanglement about her previous life and her doubts about coming here. Taiwan. There is nothing, where is the dust!"

Yuan Hui's eyes full of wisdom lit up, and he nodded in relief: "The female benefactor really has roots of wisdom."

"There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust?" The third prince, who was listening attentively, was suddenly in a trance, murmuring the two Buddhist words that Chu Qing uttered in his mouth, and looked at her again with complicated eyes .

In the monk's house in the back mountain, there is peace and tranquility.But in the Hu's house in Anning City, there is a man and a woman who are discussing shameless deeds.

"Sister, is this plan feasible?" Hu Shaoan was a little worried.Although he coveted the beauty, he didn't want to be beaten into a pig's head.In his heart, Chu Qing's reputation has been ruined, and he just wanted to let his father come to marry him, so he wouldn't have to act in such a dangerous way.

Hu Furong sneered, and ruthlessly pierced her brother's dream: "Even if Chu Qing's reputation is bad, with your character, Chu Zhengyang will marry his daughter to you?"

Hu Shaoan was out of temper at what his sister said, so he could only laugh "hehe".

Hu Furong rolled his eyes at him, and sneered, "So, if you want to kiss Fangze, you can only listen to me. Don't worry, I will take care of everything so that you can embrace the beauty to your heart's content."

"What should you do? Although the Chu family is not like the inner courtyard of our Hu family's deep house, it is not easy to break into it." Hu Shaoan seemed to be moved, and he was already thinking about the feasibility of his sister's plan.

Hu Furong smiled, and said confidently: "Don't worry, as long as she has our people by her side, we will lead her out of the Chu residence and come to the place we have arranged in advance. In the case of shouting that every day should not be done, and that the land is not working, , who can spoil your good deeds?"

Hu Shaoan's eyes lit up, his heart felt itchy, and he said with an ambiguous smile: "So, brother, I would like to thank my sister for her success."

Outside the gate of Yuqiong Zhai, Chu Qing got out of the sedan chair, let Cui Cui help her into the shop.Here is a jewelry processing shop. According to Cui Cui, customers can choose the seed material here and let the craftsmen polish it according to their favorite style.

(End of this chapter)