In a quiet room with empty walls, a huge word "Zen" is written in the middle of the white wall. Opposite the word "Zen" is a Zen bed. On the Zen bed, there is a beauty in royal attire sitting cross-legged, her eyes closed.

His eyes were pale and his face was as pale as paper, without any blood.

A handsome young man in brocade clothes stood beside Zen's bed and looked at her nervously.

For a long time, a trace of white air came out of the head of the beauty in palace clothes, and her face gradually turned from white to green, and the green color looked a bit scary. After about an hour, the beauty in palace clothes suddenly opened her mouth and let out a black mouth.

The bloody arrow spit out.

"Yun Xi——" Mr. Jinyi was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to support her.

The beauty in palace clothes slowly opened her eyes, with a smile on her lips, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'm fine!"

"Well... that's good," Mr. Jinyi's frightened face softened a little, "Do you want a drink of water?"

The beauty in palace attire nodded slightly. The young man in jinyi helped her sit up, picked up a teapot from the short table beside him, poured a cup of tea and handed it to the lips of the beauty in palace attire. The beauty in palace attire opened her red lips lightly, and smiled slightly.

He took a sip and stopped drinking.

"Your Majesty," the beauty in palace clothes said to him, "I can rest here for a few days. You don't have to stay with me all the time. You should go back to the palace!"

Mr. Jinyi shook his head, looked at her with compassion and said, "How can I leave with ease when you look like this? Besides, no one is paying attention to me now, so it doesn't matter if I stay here for a few more days."

The beauty in palace clothes smiled miserably, "I am the one who has caused trouble for the prince. If someone really finds out about the prince's residence, I will go out and surrender. I will never embarrass the prince."

"No," Mr. Jinyi said flatly: "Even if I die, I won't let others hurt you at all. Don't say such things."

"Your Majesty..." The beauty in palace clothes stared at him, her nose sore, and two lines of clear tears flowed down her flawless white jade cheeks.

"Why are you crying again?" Mr. Jinyi took out a brocade handkerchief and gently wiped her cheek, and said harmoniously: "Don't you understand what I mean? If I can be with you, even if I give up this throne, I can still

how?"

"Your Majesty, you must not say that," the beauty in palace clothes trembled with her long eyelashes and said, "Thousands of mistakes are all my fault. If your Majesty is really implicated, I will never redeem myself even if I die."

Young Master Jin Yi sighed softly, stroking her long and silky hair and sighed softly: "I said, I won't let you be harmed in the slightest. Just stay here for a while, and then return to Qing Dynasty after the wind has passed."

Let’s go to the Yun Pavilion!”

"Well," the beauty in palace clothes leaned into his arms and nodded slightly, "I will follow your arrangements, Your Majesty."

A smile appeared on Mr. Jinyi's face and he said softly: "Now can you tell me what exactly happened... Don't worry, I will never tell anyone."

The face of the beauty in palace clothes changed and she left his arms, "My lord, please stop asking. If you have anything to do, I will take full responsibility for it. The less you... know, the better."

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In the night, the moon hangs in the sky, and the bright moonlight falls on the sparkling Shichahai Lake, like a layer of silver dust. A carriage is driving along the winding path by the lake, and Yang Muyun waves his riding whip to let the carriage drive.

He had to slow down, glanced at the silent lake under the night, and remained silent.

"What are you thinking about?" Zisu opened the curtain and asked him.

"This place looks a lot like Mochou Lake in Nandu." Yang Muyun sighed softly.

"I want to go south again."

Are you done?" Zisu smiled lightly, looked at him and said, "If you had to choose, would you rather stay in Nandu than come to the capital?"

"Well," Yang Muyun tapped his chin and said, "As the saying goes, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. This is true. Instead of being frightened here every day, it would be better to go back to Nandu and live a comfortable and comfortable life."

"Who makes you frightened every day, princess?" Zi Su's lips curled up in a playful and seductive arc.

Yang Muyun's expression became unnatural, and he suddenly waved the riding whip in his hand, and the slow-moving carriage immediately started to gallop.

"Husband," Zisu smiled at him and said, "Don't run too fast. We will be there in about three hundred steps."

"Oh?" Yang Muyun raised the riding whip high in his hand, but did not put it down again.

...

"Madam, is this here?" Yang Muyun stopped the carriage, raised his head suspiciously, and looked at the plaque on the lintel of a door facing the lake, with three large characters "Longhua Temple" engraved on it.

"It's right here." Zi Su nodded slightly, opened the curtain and stood up.

"Madam, please slow down." Yang Muyun jumped out of the carriage and reached out to help her down.

Zisu Pinpin Tingting stepped forward and knocked on the temple door three times with "dong dong dong -".

"Squeak--" The temple door opened a crack, and a little novice monk stuck out his bare head.

"Female donor," he clasped his hands together and looked at Zisu with an alert look on his face, "You are here so late at night, what are you doing?"

"I heard that the abbot of your temple is good at interpreting dreams," Zisu said with a smile, clasping her hands together: "I couldn't sleep because of nightmares, so I came here to ask the abbot for help."

"Abbott, he has already rested," said the little novice monk, "I can't disturb you. I also ask the female donor to come back tomorrow morning."

"I'm afraid it will be late tomorrow..." Zisu glanced sideways at Yang Muyun.

Yang Muyun suddenly stepped forward and swung his palm towards the side of the young novice's neck.

"Donor, you..." Before the little novice monk could finish his words, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Yang Muyun went to the market and opened the door to let Zi Su in. He looked back at the outside of the temple door and saw nothing unusual, so he closed the temple door again.

...

"Miss Liu, is she here?" Yang Muyun dragged the fainted little novice aside and asked Zisu.

"This is what Mother Liang told me," Zisu said, "She won't lie to me."

"This is really strange," Yang Muyun said in surprise, "Miss Liu would hide in a monk's temple."

"There are many strange things in this world," Zisu glanced at the little novice monk who fainted on the ground and said, "What did you do to knock him out? There are too many houses in this temple, and we can't live in them one after another.

Touch it, right? It would be bad if more people are alerted."

"Madam, what's the difficulty in getting him to wake up?" Yang Muyun said with a smile: "Even if he doesn't know, I can find another monk and ask him."

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"Is it okay if I stay here?" Liu Yunxi got off the Zen bed and looked at Zhu Qiyu and asked.

"No problem, no problem," Zhu Qiyu promised with a smile: "This temple was built by my mother-in-law. She often comes here to worship Buddha. No one from Dongchang or Jinyiwei will search this place. You are here

It's okay to stay for a year and a half." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside.

"strangeness

, why would someone knock on the door so late?" Zhu Qiyu didn't think too much and stepped forward to open the door.

A woman wearing a curtain hat stood outside the door.

"You..." Zhu Qiyu was startled and took a step back.

"My lord, don't you recognize me?" The woman took off her hat.

"Zisu, is that you?" Liu Yunxi, who came behind Zhu Qiyu, frowned and was about to step forward to grab her lapel. Suddenly, a figure appeared from behind Zisu and took it to her wrist.

Liu Yunxi was taken aback and poked the opponent's palm with her finger.

"Pa—" The two quickly changed a few moves and then exchanged a palm strike. Liu Yunxi's energy and blood had not yet recovered, and his strength was not bad. He was shocked by the force of the opponent's palm and took a few steps back. Before he could stand firm, the opponent forced him in front of him again.

.

"Don't hurt her—" Zhu Qiyu shouted and stood in front of Liu Yunxi.

"Your Highness, King Xi, it's me." The other party took off the bamboo hat on his head.

"Yang Muyun?" Zhu Qiyu's eyes widened in surprise.

...

The door of the meditation room was closed again, and the four of them stood quietly in the meditation room looking at each other.

"How did you find this place?" Zhu Qiyu had a look of surprise on his face.

Yang Muyun said nothing and glanced sideways at Zisu.

"You guys went to the Qingyun Pavilion, right?" Liu Yunxi sighed softly, "Mama Liang told my sister?"

"Don't blame me, sister," Zisu bowed to her, "I meant well, otherwise Mother Liang would not have revealed where my sister was even if she died."

"Good intentions?" Liu Yunxi's eyes fell on Yang Muyun, "Mr. Yang, you are really capable!"

"Miss Liu," Yang Muyun cupped his hands and said, "Since I fought with you in the palace, I have been very concerned about you, so I asked my wife to find out your whereabouts."

"Have you ever fought in the palace?" Zhu Qiyu said in surprise: "What on earth is going on?"

"It seems that His Highness, King Xin, does not know the whole story," Yang Muyun said happily, "Didn't Miss Liu tell His Highness either?"

"Do you know what happened?" Zhu Qiyu stared at Yang Muyun, "Tell me quickly, how did Yun Xi get injured?"

"Is Miss Liu injured?" Yang Muyun looked at Liu Yunxi.

"Yes, tell me quickly, who hurt her?" The veins on Zhu Qiyu's forehead were faintly bulging.

...

"So that's it..." Zhu Qiyu listened to Yang Muyun's story, and looked at Liu Yunxi with complicated eyes.

"I just want to help the prince..." Liu Yunxi bit her lips and said, "I don't want to see the prince be driven out of the capital."

"You shouldn't have done this without telling me," Zhu Qiyu sighed, "I don't want to stay in the capital, but I'm a little reluctant to leave the concubine alone in the capital... Actually, it doesn't matter if you have a vassal outside.

At least it's more comfortable than in the capital, which has strict rules." He looked at Liu Yunxi deeply and said, "I said that even if I leave the capital, I will definitely take you with me. Here, I can't give you a status. But after leaving the capital,

Then I can take you into the palace in a grand manner."

Yang Muyun chuckled in his nose.
Chapter completed!