Seeing Gui Yuan's eyes confused, Youxian explained: "That day the Zen master in the temple would open an altar to preach. I heard that writing a wish would be put in a lucky bag and hanging it on the consecrated Buddha wall in the temple would be very effective."

Gui Yuan remembered that she had seen the incense and candle offerings in her palace and understood them calmly: "Well, I heard you say that night of the state banquet, it's almost time for you to meet the prince-consort."

"It's two days later." Youxian nodded and pondered, revealing his sadness. "I went to the temple to pray for blessings and wishes, and wanted to seek a blessing for the Yuting..."

"It's been three years, and I won't come back." Gui Yuan said coldly. Even if someone else's heart was hurt, she said it was irrelevant. "You should ask the Zen master to save his soul and let him ascend to the Pure Land soon."

"No, he is not dead!" Youxian was a little excited, "I strongly feel that he is still alive, and he will come back one day!"

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After mocking Youmeng, Yourou felt better. She walked gracefully among the flowers, picking the most colorful and fragrant flowers.

The maid Xitong took this opportunity to flatter him and said, "Princess, your two moves just now are so powerful. With a slap, she gave her enough power. The little princess's face turned pale."

"I can't see her frivolous and slutty." Yourou put down the rose that was sniffing between her nose, raised her eyebrows and sneered, "It's just a good time to be born. The old genius in the Imperial Heavenly Prison said it was a lucky star, so more than his father's favor. If he relies on his own beauty, he will be proud of himself. All the men in the world will have to revolve around her?"

Xitong smiled and catered: "That's to say, she usually looks eloquent, but even ten mouths can't tell her one mouth. Today, she looks like a gourd with a sawed mouth, and she can't even let go of a fart. It's so satisfying!"

Yourou sneered coldly, and suddenly someone shouted loudly:

"Princess!——Princess Yingchuan!——”

She frowned and looked back, seeing that it was Han Lu who ran over hastily: "Princess Yingchuan, please stay!"

Yourou puzzled: "What's wrong? What are you doing in a panic?"

"But life is a big matter!" Han Lu kept gasping for breath, his face flushed with anxiety, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have chased after him in a hurry to see the Fourth Princess..."

Yourou looked at her suspiciously, and Xitong urged: "What's the most amazing thing? Tell me quickly!"

The cold dew was burning, like an ant on a hot pan: "After just now, our little princess heard your scolding, and she was not happy for a moment. Now she... she was crying and trying to jump into the river to commit suicide!..."

"Ah?" Xitong was dumbfounded.

Yourou was also surprised, and laughed out loud for a moment: "Are you teasing me? The Nine Emperor Girl has a heart that is comparable to iron stone and a face that is as weak as a city wall. How could she be so weak that I can't help but seek death if I say a few words?"

"It would be nothing if it were the past. But today the little princess had a fight with the Grand Tutor, and she was already unhappy. But by chance, the princess you mentioned the sadness again..." Han Lu bit her lip, "Our little princess is usually strong, so she pretends to show it to others. Who knows that she is so concerned about the Grand Tutor and doesn't even want his life for him..."

"Hmph, isn't it just a man?" Yourou smiled slanderously, "She's too irritable to the Nine Emperor Sister."

Han Lu nodded and said, "I advised her so much, but she didn't listen, but instead cried even more..."
Chapter completed!