C4 Three Oracles(2)

The God of State Protecting Temple, Master Ku Mu, was welcoming the group of monks at the temple gate. A faint Buddhist fragrance wafted in the air as Murong Nichang helped the servant girl off the carriage. They stayed three steps away from each other according to etiquette.

"This old monk greets the emperor's queen!" Deadwood saluted with one hand and Murong Wei looked through Duanmu Jue in front of him. Master Ku Mu still looked the same as before. His face was tranquil and calm, and his eyes exuded a sense of peace. This caused those who were in a gloomy mood to feel at peace.

Burn incense, kneel, and kowtow three times along with the sound of the monks knocking on the door, "Ceremony complete! "Your majesty, the Empress, please come to the dining room for fast food!" Murong turned around. When his gaze met Master Ku Mu's, he felt guilty and almost tripped on the doorstep, "Empress, be careful of your feet!" Servant reminded her in a low voice. Deadwood's gaze had a deep meaning to it, making Murong Wei turn his head to look at him.

Duanmu Jue was not good at Buddhism, so after hearing about the superb blooming of peach blossoms in the State Protecting Temple, she changed from talking about Zen to watching peach blossoms. Murong used the excuse of being tired as an excuse to not travel with her, and pushed back the palace maid who was kneeling in front of the Buddha statue with her eyes closed, hoping that the heavens would hear her, "Buddha, why does Murong have to come back to this world?

"Dreaming in the Garden of Life, the will of Heaven is present!" Behind him was Master Ku Mu's loud bell like voice. Murong stood up and turned around to look, only to see Deadwood holding a buddhist bead with a smile on his face. Could it be that he already knew his secret?

"Reverend, will it solve the pain in my heart?"

"There is nothing to worry about. There is nothing to fear. Far away from the reversing of one's dreams, rebirth is all that matters!" "Amitabha!" Deadwood said Amitabha.

"No problem …" "Master Fang, I'm a person of this world, and yet, I've come to return the favor from my previous life. The grievances are too deep!" Thinking about his past life, Murong Yi felt a bit sad.

"In this world, it is like one is in the midst of thorns. One does not move, one does not act rashly, one does not hurt; if one's heart is moved, one does not act rashly, it hurts one's body and bones, thus one experiences all the sorrows of the world. "Almsgiver, the grievances you suffered in your previous life stemmed from the heart."

"In the heart?" She had never asked for anything from the bottom of her heart. "Master Fang, there was nothing in the first place, so where did dust come from?"

"Everything is illusory, immortal, indestructible, and pure. It doesn't increase or decrease." Withered Wood took out three empty bamboo sticks from his sleeve and handed them over to Murong Nichang. "I have three bamboo sticks. Almsgiver wrote down three calamities. If you can resolve them, Almsgiver will return the favor."

Murong took the three bamboo sticks, and dipped a pen into the ink. Three tribulations, in his previous life, seemed to have caused his Murong Clan to collapse after three tribulations. He looked up at the sitting golden Buddha statue and started writing.

"Love begets worry, love begets fear, and if you leave your lover, you have no worries or fears. Benefactor, go! " Deadwood shook his head as he watched Murong Nichang leave.

"..."

"From love to worry, from love to fear?" Murong thought about what Deadwood had said to him before he left. Was it because of his love in his previous life that he ended up like this? A gust of spring wind blew past, and the pink and tender water colored peach petal danced gracefully, falling onto her body. Only then did she notice that she had unknowingly strolled under a peach tree, growing and bearing fruit. Her heart had long been scarred and scarred, and she was afraid she wouldn't be able to love it.

In front of him was a clear-looking man. His skin was fair and tender, and he wore a moon-white dress, but in the three or four months of weather, he was already holding a folding fan in his hand. The fan in his hands looked like a Pi Xiu, and he was looking at him with an infatuated expression.

"Miss Tong!" He bowed slightly with a smile that was so clear that even a layer of water vapor appeared in his eyes. "I only just saw the sky full of flying flowers falling on Miss, so I wanted to help Miss wipe them off."

Duanmu Jue's younger brother, when Duanmu Jue seized the throne, he was not yet fourteen years old and was still a child, so when all the dukes were transferred out of the province, he could still stay in the capital safely. Duanmu Jue had very little precautions against him, and only waited for him to enter the prince's position when he was twenty years old.

This palace? Duanmu Yan's face froze. Just now, when he saw an extremely slim girl standing under the tree, he thought it was some young miss from a certain noble family. She turned around with unparalleled beauty and was as innocent as snow.

"Hurry up and greet the empress!" It was unknown when Duanmu Jue got so close to her, but he came over from behind. His voice was low and deep as he stared at Duanmu Yan's face without leaving her for a moment.

Knowing that he had made a blunder against the empress, Duanmu Yan quickly knelt down and greeted, "Your servant greets imperial sister-in-law … "A thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years!" This courteous person was so flustered. "Rise. Those who don't know are innocent."

"Chendi just returned from Jiangnan early in the morning, and as soon as he passed by State Protecting Temple, he entered for an incense stick of time. I didn't expect that he would offend the empress!" Duanmu Yan said guiltily.

"It's time for us to return to the palace. Follow me to the palace. Let's have a meal together tonight!" After Duanmu Jue finished, he glanced at the person standing under the peach tree. Didn't he say he was tired? Why did he come and stand under the peach tree!

"..."

On the first night of the wedding, there was no more sleep. Duanmu Jue probably wouldn't be back tonight, so when it was night time, she washed up and changed her clothes. At this moment, the palace maid was helping her comb her long hair.

"Miss, it's not time for the top scorer to take the entrance exam. Hurry up and stop watching. Reading under the lamp is too much of a waste of one's eyes!" Qing Xue and Mann Xue were young, and since they were by her side all year round, they weren't bound by any restrictions. At this moment, they didn't realize that they should change their words, and since there wasn't anyone else in the room, Murong Li couldn't be bothered to speak either.

"Qing Xue, bring me the three bamboo sticks from today!" The ink on the bamboo sticks had dried, but her heart was still warm. She took out one of the bamboo sticks and carefully looked at it – 'Embroidery Spring Sack'. Qing Xue did not know that the bamboo sticks were her miserable ending, so she innocently smiled and asked: "Miss, are you requesting an autograph at State Protecting Temple today? What's your explanation? "

"It's nothing. Put the other two into the locked box, don't let anyone find out!" Murong Mu's expression was stern. Qing Xue nodded her head solemnly. She had the feeling that Miss Mu Ru Yue had changed greatly from the previous time she had been hanged. It was as if she had become a completely different person. Murong Wan s first straw was lit by a candle and he threw it into the charcoal brazier for her to burn. She was going to start planning for the first tribulation of Murong Family.

Murong Qingcheng was afraid of the dark, so when she went to bed, besides the girl on night duty, she would also leave a light on. Lying in the pink bed, with her eyes closed, the warm bed made her relax.

"Empress!" Empress, save me! It really isn't a servant's doing! That sachet really isn't mine! " Qing Xue was kneeling on the ground and wailing in pain. She was dragged out by the two Nanny's legs, but she still kept kicking her legs, begging for help.

In the center of the ground, there was a crimson scented sachet, with a pair of naked men and women embroidered in the middle. In the middle of the ground, there was a crimson scented sachet, with a pair of naked men and women embroidered in the middle.

"Wait!" She believed that Qing Xue would not do such a thing. She had secretly cooperated with the guards of the Huang Clan in stealing the silver from the Fenglin Palace and murdering the pair of servant girls who had broken into her relationship to throw them into the well of the cold palace. Qing Xue had followed her since she was seven or eight years old, so how could she do such a thing?

"Your Majesty! "With all the evidence and evidence available, and with the palace maid Qing Xue knowing her wrongs and refusing to change, she even tried to use the empress's kindness to get rid of her crimes. It's practically an increase in crime!" At this moment, Imperial Consort Deya's sharp tongue had changed from her usual demure and demure appearance.

"Your majesty, your servant's words are true. It was I who found Qing Xue stealing the silver from the Fenglin Palace, then bribed her and her servant. She said that her family members urgently needed the silver, and that it wasn't just me who saw her sneaking out at night!"

"Your Majesty …" Before waiting for Qing Xue to explain, Imperial Consort De ordered the escorting Nanny to open her mouth, "Your majesty, the red brocade used in this scented sachet is from the Western Region. Only Empress's Fenglin Palace is present, and the two maids that were fished out of the well are holding a jade pendant in their hands, which is confirmed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs to be an ornament among the rest. Furthermore, palace maid Little Chi also personally saw Qing Xue stealing within the Fenglin Palace, so she must be the culprit, Your majesty!"