C7 Late at night to establish the prestige of the myriad temple

As the night approached, the burning candles from a few days ago were changed to the palm-leaf sized pearl shellfish. Little Spring Green opened the pearl shellfish and the fist-sized pearl instantly illuminated the entire room as if it was day.

Little Green giggled. "This is the first time I've seen such a good thing."

Yun Duan held her head as she thought about something. When she heard her words, she could not help but open her mouth, "The reason why I kept you by my side is because I have seen that you are different from her servants and have not been tainted with the stench of the palace rules. If you are not different from them, I will chase you back."

When Little Spring heard this, she lowered her head as if she had just received a lecture. Not long after, she started crying softly. Yun Duan immediately felt a headache coming on. "Shut up!"

Little Spring was startled and obediently shut his mouth. However, his tears still rolled down his face like beads with a broken string.

Yun Duan sighed. She had lived in the desolate mountain for too long, so she didn't know how to coax people.

After letting her cry for a while, Yun Duan said, "I haven't asked what your name is yet." Little Spring's eyes were already swollen from crying. He murmured, "This servant …" Halfway through his sentence, he looked up at the clouds and whispered, "I'm Qiongying."

"Alright," Yun Duan asked. "Can you make snacks?" Joan nodded. "Mammy taught it when we were in the palace."

Yun Duan said, "I'm not full yet. You can go make some snacks."

Joan wiped her eyes and promised to go to the kitchenette.

During the day, Yun Duan left the official to deliver a lot of clothes. She changed her clothes and chose a dark cloak. She didn't even bother with lanterns as she slipped past the guards at the entrance and headed into the palace.

Walking on the bluestone path, Yun Duan suddenly felt at a loss. She could no longer remember the road here.

When she was young, she often wandered around randomly. Sometimes, when it was dark, a servant girl would hold a lantern for her to see. She felt that it was unnecessary.

But now, she couldn't remember anything at all.

Yun Duan looked around, stopping a passing servant girl and asked, "Where is Burning Ruins?"

The Burning Ruins was the place where Ah Rui was burned. Since she was back, she naturally had to go and take a look at her Ah Rui.

Perhaps it was because of the rumors in the Myriad Palace, but the surroundings of the Burning Ruins were very quiet; there was not a single person around.

Clouds stood alone at the burning mouth of the Burning Ruins, which had once burned with a burning fire that had devoured her Aera.

"Ah Rui," she said softly, stroking the smoldering imprint, "are you there?" It was said that someone had seen her soul. If she was here, she would definitely come out to meet her.

"Ah Rui," she whispered, "Sister is back. Why don't you come out and see me?"

At night, a cold wind blew everywhere, causing people's hearts to turn cold.

She was not here. She was not here. After standing there silently for a long time, Yun Duan pulled up her cloak, turned around and left.

"Who is it?" Yun Duan softly rebuked before turning her head to face the departing official who was holding a lantern.

"Good morning, Wang Ji An." The official then bent down to pay his respects, "I didn't see Wang Ji. Please forgive me."

This was power. Regardless of whether one was convinced or not, it could still make a seven foot tall man kneel down and pay his respects to you.

"It's you," Yun Duan squinted, "Stand up."

"Thank you, Wang Ji." Just as he was about to get up, a cold light flashed across his eyes and he felt a chill on his neck.

Yun Duan held onto the dagger and pressed it against the departing official's neck, forcing him to the corner of the wall.

"Are you tired of living?" A fierce light flashed in Yun Duan's eyes. "You dare to follow me?"

"I do not dare," The official's expression did not change. "I am only passing by." Yun Duan laughed, his hand exerted force and the dagger cut through his skin, causing dark red blood to flow out: "There are rumors everywhere in the Myriad Temple, and everyone is afraid of avoiding it. The main hall is the furthest away, why would a servant of the imperial palace like you pass by?"

The official stared at the ground, "I dare not lie to Wang Ji."

Yun Duan put away her dagger, took off her own cloak and put it on his head. After grabbing onto him, she walked towards a crowded area, which naturally caused a stir.

"Someone, come!" Yun Duan summoned his guard. "This person is trying to assassinate us. Hit him hard for me."

"Yes." Yun Duan stood at the side with an indifferent expression.

No matter how strong his attack was, he didn't make a sound. Three of the tablets were as thick as a person's palm. Yun Duan ordered his men to stop and ordered, "Send him to the main hall."

The guard agreed and reached out to grab the cloak. Yun Duan said, "There's no need. We'll just send it out so that his master will know who beat him."

The two guards each dragged an arm in the direction of the main hall, leaving behind shocking streaks of blood on the ground.

"Listen carefully!" Yun Duan said in a loud voice, "No one is allowed to wipe away the blood on the ground. The violator will suffer the same fate as him!"

The crowd fell to their knees, and many maids kowtowed in agreement.

Yun Duan also fought and became angry. She clapped her hands and went back to her own Flowing Cloud Pavilion.

"I just heard the noise outside, and Wang Ji was not there, so I almost went out to look for her," she said.

Yun Duan smiled and said, "There was a wild cat that was acting coquettishly outside. I beat him up."

"Beat the cat?" Yun Duan giggled as she pinched a ball and threw it into her mouth. As she chewed, she asked, "Did you make this? "The taste is pretty good."

"This is my best yam cake. Even the picky nanny who taught us how to eat it."

Yun Duan ate two pieces. "It's indeed delicious. Make more tomorrow." "Isn't that enough?"

Yun Duan finished her meal, wiped her mouth, and patted Qiong Ying on the head. "I'll reward you with the rest."

The next day, after Yun Duan washed up, she ate breakfast in a hurry. She asked Qiong Ying to place the fresh mountain herb cake in a box and, without anyone following her, carried it to the Spirit Palace. She asked for directions whenever she met a servant, and they ended up in the same place.

The busy road was currently being washed. Yun Duan didn't bother with pleasantries. She placed the food box on the table and poured herself a cup of tea. Then, she started to drink it with relish.

After washing up, he sat down beside the clouds.

Yun Duan opened the box and said, "It's a yam cake. It's made by others. I can eat it well."

He picked up a piece of it and bit into it slowly. He took a peek at the clouds and said, "Sister, you made quite a lot of noise last night."

"You saw it?"

"No, I heard from the maid that there was a long bloody trail extending from the Burning Ruins to the main hall. It was quite scary."

"You won't know if you're scared or not until you see it with your own eyes," Yun Duan snatched the mountain medicine cake from his hands and instructed the maid, "Help your master wear it thicker."

"Wang Ji," the maidservants hurriedly said, "Mistress' body is weak. The doctor has instructed that the wind is not to be blown. If you catch a cold, you'll be in big trouble."

"I think you're in deep trouble right now," Yun Yang said as he stared at her.

Yesterday's incident was the talk of the world. Everyone said that the Three Kings were swift and decisive in their actions, and had the aura of a dominant position. On the first day he returned to the palace, he hired someone, and it was said that he was a servant of the palace.

On top of that, due to the weak along the way and Emperor Chen's age, this third prince didn't need to be said to know his position.

"The maids gritted their teeth and changed the clothes for the journey. There were layers upon layers of clothes, and they wished that they could cover him up until not even a wisp of wind could penetrate." "It's about time," Yun Duan chewed on the yam cake. "Aren't you afraid of getting your skin rotted?"

He dressed as if it were winter, and followed the clouds out.

Along the way, many maids and guards knelt to the ground when they saw the two of them. They first greeted Wang Ji An, then greeted them on their journey back. After the two of them passed by, the female attendant quickly ran away as if she was running for her life.

The cloud pointed at itself. "Am I that scary?"

"Big Sis, I saw it with my own eyes, it's really scary."

Yun Duan led him to the main hall, and looked at her doubtfully. Yun Duan smiled and said, "Don't ask so much. Just accompany me in." The person in charge of the report saw that the person from the main hall had arrived and immediately invited the two of them in.

Cloud toward the busy road pursed his lips, meaning "know why I pulled you here".

Zhang Zian nodded his head, feeling sorry for the poor man.

While Emperor Chen was practicing his calligraphy, a green jade brush stick as thick as a baby's arm danced nimbly on the golden paper. His gaze directly swept past the clouds and landed on the busy road. "It's cold, why did you come out?"

"I've been in the palace for a long time," he said, smiling. "I was a little bored, so I came out to take a walk."

Chen Emperor looked around at the busy road and confirmed that he was wearing thick clothes. Then, he nodded slightly and continued practicing his calligraphy.

Yun Duan pulled Manchu to sit by her side. When the maid served tea, Yun Duan deliberately pulled her to her side. "I remember that you aren't here to wait on me. Where is that person called Ji Yunhuang?"

The maid bit her lips and lowered her head. "This servant doesn't know."

Yun Duan didn't mean to make things difficult for her; she just wanted the people who should hear it to hear it. Since she had achieved her goal, she let her go.

Then, he looked at the delighted Yun Duan and was suddenly enlightened. "The one who got beaten up yesterday left the government!"

Although it was only a hundred years, it was because he was cautious, loyal, and rather trusted by Emperor Chen. The people of the Myriad Dawn Palace all watched Emperor Chen's expression as he passed, so whenever Emperor Chen liked someone, they would constantly fawn over him.

Now that Yun Duan had not only beaten the servants in the main hall but had also left the palace with authority and authority, the busy road here couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for her.

Yun Duan didn't think much of it. Not only did she get someone to serve her tea, she also had someone bring her candied fruits and dried fruits.

Emperor Chen was burning incense on top to practice calligraphy while Yun Duan was using Jade Ruyi to smash walnuts to eat. The loud banging sound startled Lu Sheng and he broke out in a cold sweat again.

After finishing an entire plate of walnuts, Yun Duan patted her body, brushed off the shreds of cloth on her clothes, and said to Emperor Chen, "You must be interested in my affairs since you asked the official to follow me. I've been sitting here for quite a while already. If you don't ask me, there's no reason for me to rush you. "But remember, if someone follows me again, peeks at me, or even asks about it in private and makes me aware of it, the person who will be sent back to you next time will not be a living person."

After saying that, he didn't even bow as he dragged the busy road away.

Emperor Chen's brush moved to the side and unhurriedly took the last stroke. He slowly put down the brush.

A satisfied expression flashed across Emperor Chen's eyes as he looked at the two large and vigorous words on the paper.

The busy road followed behind the clouds, and as they walked, they suddenly started laughing.

Yun Duan turned her head and looked at him, waving her hands, "Sister, don't blame me. This is the first time I've seen my father humiliated."

Yun Duan slapped his head and said, "Child, you don't need to learn how to be a bad person. Do you think a prince like you can talk about being a bad person?" "I learned it from you."

"Bullshit," Yun Duan glared. "You've only known me for a few days, can I teach you this?" Yun Duan was stunned for a moment before she asked, "Tell me honestly, who taught you this?"

"Sister, he is my personal bodyguard."

Yun Duan stared at him. "Are you the one that often leaves the palace?" Mu Yi fell to the ground and kowtowed continuously. "This one only comes out occasionally, no, very occasionally. This one knows my wrongs and begs for mercy, Wang Ji."

Yun Duan grinned and asked, "Is this the guard in charge of your safety?"

"His martial arts are actually quite good, and his cultivation is also not bad. The most important thing is that he often goes out of the palace, has seen a lot, and knows a lot of interesting things."

"Aiyo!" "Prince, please forgive this servant, right? Isn't this asking for this servant's life?" The cat covered its face in silence.

"Enough, stop howling," Yun Duan yelled, causing Mu Yi to stop crying.

"I'll give you one night to prepare. Bring me out of the palace tomorrow." Yun Duan said.

Mu Yi was stunned. "Why didn't Wang Ji leave the palace just like that?" Yun Duan held her forehead and said to the dissatisfied Lu Li, "Next time, I will help you find a guard. Your eyes are not good enough."

When he returned to the Flowing Cloud Pavilion, Qiong Ying was fiddling with something. Yun Duan pointed at a table full of gifts and asked who had given it to him.

Qiong Ying smiled. "This is from Princess Luofei. Her Highness said that she would like to invite Wang Ji to enjoy the garden with her in the afternoon."

Flowers against a butterfly. Poems, poems, calligraphy and painting. The Royal Courtyard. If anyone had something to say, they would have to find an excuse. This Princess Luofei, on the other hand, didn't feel the slightest bit of boredom.

"What is Wang Ji going to wear in the afternoon?" asked Qiong Ying, as Cloud collapsed onto the bed. I heard that esteemed wangfei loves jade colors the most. "

"What does it matter to me what color she likes?" Yun Duan hugged her pillow and said, "I have something to do tomorrow, so I need to rest and nurture my spirit in the afternoon. I don't have the time to bother with her."

"But these gifts?" If you don't like it, then go back. I'm going to bed, you go outside and watch, whoever enters will be beaten to death. "

Joan looked at the table full of gifts and wanted to cry again. Was she lucky or unlucky to have such a master?

She slept until nightfall. Yun Duan rubbed her eyes as she dressed herself and put on her shoes. Sometimes, she still thought that she was living on a barren mountain, but the reality was that she was no longer her former wanderer.

The sound of the clouds was heard by Qiong Ying, who was standing outside the door. The little girl lightly knocked on the door, "Wang Ji, are you up yet? Can I come in? " Yun Duan bewilderedly let her in.

When June saw that she was sleeping soundly, she consciously took out a small comb to smooth her hair.

"Wang Ji, since you didn't attend the appointment this afternoon, you have no idea how angry esteemed wangfei is."

When Yun Duan was sleeping, perhaps due to the impatience of consort Luo, she sent her personal attendant to hurry him up.

"Wang Ji is resting. No one is allowed to disturb her." "Sister, I'm sure you've heard what Wang Ji's temper is. Wang Ji said that when she's sleeping, no one is allowed to enter the room, and whoever goes in or dies will be killed. Look at me, I have to stand guard outside too. Listen to my advice, go back."

The news of Princess Luofei's death had spread like wildfire. No matter how domineering and domineering she was, she didn't dare to pull out her teeth and left in a hurry.

Qiong Ying was elated at the thought of this. "Wang Ji, you don't know how arrogant esteemed consort Luofei's personal attendants are normally. No one dares to provoke them. This really vents out our anger today."

Yun Duan took the comb from her hand. "The sky is already dark. I didn't eat at noon, so I went to get something to eat. "

Qiongying said: "In the kitchen, there is yuanji rice mixed with porridge cooked in the bird's nest. Would you like a bowl of rice for Wangji?"

"No," Yun Duan waved his hand and thought for a moment before replying, "I want to eat barbecue."

Yun Duan took out her comb and combed it left and right. There was something wrong with it, so she pulled out the hairpin and let it fall. She casually draped it over her head. "Joan," she called. "Joan answered and came in." Where's the meat? "It's not done yet?" How can you be so fast? " "The people in the kitchenette have just cleaned up the lamb legs and are smearing the sauce."

"Forget it, forget it." Cloud started walking towards the kitchen. "I'll do it myself."

Yun Duan took the lamb leg. She found that the small kitchen was too small for her to use, so she got someone to set up a rack in the yard. She rolled up her sleeves and roasted it herself.

The carbon used in the kitchen was the best of the dark clouds, and the smoke from the burning was not even close to being like the smoke from a tree branch burning in a barren mountain. Yun Duan sniffed. Why did she think of that old yellow dog?

She had always been determined to die when someone had brought her away from the mountains. After thinking about it for more than three hundred years, Emperor Chen felt that she had had enough. He didn't want to torture her anymore and wanted to send her on her way. However, she had never expected that the world would change and she would become the only hope of the Myriad Temple.

Yun Duan looked up at the sky and saw stars twinkling one after the other. They all said that after death, one would become a star. She had seen the soul and knew that stars were all nonsense. But at this moment, she really wanted to believe it. Would the old yellow dog turn into a star even after dying?

And Xuanhong, oh yes, Yun Duan hung her head. He's not dead, she sent him back with her own hands.

It was autumn, and the night wind was getting colder and colder. The people in the night were becoming quieter and quieter. The Lianyun Pavilion was brightly lit, and a masked man in black was standing in the dark, quietly watching the busy clouds in the yard.

She was wearing her black hair that flowed like a waterfall. With a roll of her sleeve, the small knife in her hand spun very quickly, and very quickly, she split a big lamb leg apart.

Even though there was a servant serving her at the side, she opened her mouth wide, causing the charcoal to burn red.

Yun Duan turned around to pick up the item as she felt a shadow flash past in the dark. As the wind blew past, the willow tree in the corner swayed. Yun Duan glanced at it and told Qiongying to pour her a cup of tea.