Tyrant, Please Be Gentle/C13 Somnolence(1)
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C13 Somnolence(1)

Looking at Shang Yunmo's expression, Lin Que's anger rose. She had already determined that Shang Yunmo could not bring out any evidence to pray for rain, so she cursed him in her heart, 'Just laugh, I'll see how you can laugh in a bit.'

After a while, Eunuch Ma entered the hall, followed by Li Fu, who was also empty-handed. When Lin Tong saw it, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief and said, "Oh, look at my mouth, what did I say? "Big sister, I can let go of the anger between you and your little sister, but I never would have thought that you would actually dare to fool the gods and the people of the world. Seriously, seriously …"

Before Lin Tong could finish his words, Eunuch Ma's voice rang out, "Reporting to your majesty, this old servant and this Little Li are preparing to leave at the Embroidery Palace. They are also worried that the rain might get too heavy, so they decided on their own. Who would have thought that on the way back to the palace, he would meet Master Hui Xian, who said that he was here to collect debts. This old servant is afraid that you will be in a hurry, so I'll first return and report to you. "

"Hm!" You can leave now! " Zhao Qi waved his hand.

"Master Hui Xian is actually Master Hui Xian." Some of the officials were shocked.

Master Hui Xian is a very famous master in my dynasty, and more importantly, he is a member of the royal family. Back then, he was born for the people of the world, and was His Majesty's blood uncle. It is therefore highly respected by the world.

"Master Hui Xian has arrived!" The sound of a report came from outside the hall.

"Amitabha." A tall and big monk walked in from outside the hall.

How could it be him? Shang Yunmo was stunned. Wasn't he just a poor monk?

"Royal Uncle." Zhao Qi heard the report and immediately stood up to welcome him.

"Benefactor, this old monk has been out of this world for many years. My current magical name is Hui Xian." Master Hui Xian put his hands together.

"Master Hui Xian, when will you return to the capital?" Zhao Qi was a kind person.

"A hundred years, a hundred years. Today shall be the day. Benefactor, do not force anything. "

"Uncle, you …"

"Today, I've come only for this female benefactor." Master Hui Xian looked straight at Zhao Qi, walking towards him.

"Forget it, forget it." Zhao Qi suddenly gave up. "Where is the evidence?"

"In reply to the emperor, everything I got from the Embroidery Palace is here." Eunuch Ma opened two wooden boxes on the ground. One of the boxes was filled with copied scriptures, while the other was filled with images of the Bodhisattva Arhat's embroidery.

Prime Minister Xu took a step forward and took the scripture from Eunuch Ma's hands. "Good calligraphy, good calligraphy!" How many scholars and scholars would be embarrassed by the Imperial Concubine's calligraphy skills! "

"Prime Minister Xu, you are too kind. Shang Yun Mo is merely trying his best to copy and ask for more sincerity. How would he dare to compete with scholars? " Shang Yunmo stood up.

Lin Tong rushed over and picked up the scripture and the embroidery. "This, this is impossible!" "How could you possibly have the time?"

"In the two months before I entered the palace, I also did the training. I don't have much ability, I'm just asking for your sincerity." Shang Yunmo felt a little embarrassed.

"This old monk and this female benefactor have met each other before at Sky Dragon Temple in the outskirts of the Emperor City. Benefactor? " That Monk Hui Xian was smiling, he wasn't as tough as when he was fighting with Zhao Qi.

"That was before I entered the palace. I made a wish in the Sky Dragon Temple, and if the heavens pitied me, I am willing to let the heavens touch the earth, nourishing the people. I am willing to donate all of my body to be a Buddha statue to reconstruct my golden body. Master, I will have someone to supervise it. " Shang Yunmo spoke sincerely. Even though her wish to Buddha had come true because of the great drought that occurred during winter and spring and her father's sleepless nights and her heartache for her father, in the end, it had still come true.

"I don't need your body either. Your majesty, this Bodhisattva Arhat's body remodeling should be done earlier!" Master Hui Xian, however, ignored him.

Master Hui Xian did not want to live in the Xiang Guang Temple that was specially built for him in the capital. Instead, he travelled alone in the four seas, and when he settled in the imperial capital, he lived in the semi-old Sky Dragon Temple. Countless people wanted to rebuild his golden body, but he did not allow them to do so.

It had already been less than half a month since the confrontation at the Imperial Jade Temple, and Shang Yunmo's typhoid fever had almost healed. On that day, Shang Yunmo was praised by the officials and received many rewards from the emperor. However, Lin Tong's confinement and punishment of copying the scriptures made Shang Yunmo's heart very cold. However, she also deeply understood that Lin Tong's position in the heart of the emperor was not so easily shaken.

As the cloudy weather faded, the sun rose and Shang Yun Mo sat in his concubine chair with a biography in his hands.

Li Fu lifted the curtain and walked in from the outer hall. "Empress, your servant is looking at the clear rain and thought that the scenery in the palace must be extraordinarily beautiful. You should also walk around outside to disperse the sickness in your body."

"That's right. My bones have been getting moldy from lying down for the past few days." The scenery on this spring day must be very good. " Shang Yun Mo stretched lazily and looked outside through the open window.

"Aiyo, what kind of court person could open this window so wide? What would you do if the wind blew it? Are there really no rules at all? " Li Fu followed Shang Yun Mo's gaze and quickly stepped forward and closed the door.

"I was the one who let them open it for air." Shang Yun Mo looked at the nervous Li Fu in amusement.

On that day, the palace maid saw the purple smoke that was beaten to death and then knelt for half a day in the palace. It was as if she was still afraid and didn't dare to speak with the slightest bit of disrespect.

"My good mistress, the chill of spring is very cold. You have just recovered from a serious illness, and after soaking in the rain for half a month, you finally managed to recover. Now your body hasn't even recovered yet, and you're already like this. Are you trying to kill this servant?"

Looking at Li Fu's anxious face, Shang Yun Mo smiled and said, "My body is not that delicate yet." When he saw Li Fu's disapproving face, he changed his tone and said, "My good father-in-law, I will pay attention to him in the future."

Li Fu had been sold to this palace ever since he was young. He knew that if he wasn't careful for a moment, it would give someone an opportunity to take advantage of him. Although they were still safe and sound at the moment, he would try his best to do everything in his personal apparel, Shang Yun Mo, so as to not let anyone have the slightest chance of taking advantage of him.

LiFu also sent the palace from the closet to take out a blue splattered flowery cloak for Shang Yun Mo to tie, can be said to be everything.

Royal Garden.

The imperial gardens were different from other gardens. Whether it was the layout, buildings, or interweaving landscapes, everything was just right. There was a saying, "A cold autumn rain, a warm spring rain."

Indeed, the tender leaves that had just sprouted were suffused with traces of green, the pool water was slightly unwell, and there were whispers. The dry land was moistened by the spring rain, all living things in the world were filled with vitality, Shang Yun stood in front of the water, his heart was filled with worry. This spring rain had saved all living things in the world, and even though it had solved the difficult situation she was in at the palace, but the road ahead was long and dangerous, so how could she be like these things, wantonly growing under the caress of the spring wind?

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