The concubine was reborn, and the cold prince was made red in the face

"Ling Xiao?" Zuo Xiangning looked at the person in the well intently, "Is it really you? Why are you wearing a mask? Don't you want to see me?"

The man in the well reached out and touched the left side of his face.

"Why did you leave all your people to me? I am surrounded by your people. Seeing any of them reminds me of you. How can you ask me to forget you?" Zuo Xiangning burst into tears. Her face was full of tears, but she was afraid that she could not see Ling Xiao. She hurriedly wiped away her tears with a towel and then said: "You left those people to me, do you want me to avenge you? How did you die? Who was it? The poison that was given to you?"

"You don't have to worry about my affairs, you just need to take care of yourself," the man's eyes were so gentle that he could drown in water, and his voice was hoarse as he said, "Forget about me, be happy, and live a happy life."

"Without you, how can I be happy?" Zuo Xiangning said aggrievedly: "I only want you, and I want to be with you."

The man looked at the Moon Gate not far away, "Forget me, find a man who treats you sincerely, marry him, have some lovely children, and live a happy life..."

"Donor?" The little novice's voice sounded from the Moon Gate.

Zuo Xiangning turned her head. When she looked back, there was no trace of the man in the well water.

"Ling Xiao? Ling Xiao!" Zuo Xiangning stretched out her hand towards the well.

When most of her body had entered the well, she was forcefully grabbed back.

"Girl, what are you doing?" Bingyu hugged the weak Zuo Xiangning with a pale face.

"Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao is in the well..." Zuo Xiangning fainted and fell into Bingyu's arms.

When Zuo Xiangning woke up again, they had already moved into a small courtyard in Chuzhou City.

Zuo Xiangning opened her eyes and sat up from the bed suddenly, "Bingyu?"

"Girl, I'm here." Bingyu hurriedly opened the bed curtain, looked at Zuo Xiangning, and asked worriedly: "Does your head still hurt?"

"I saw the Crown Prince." Zuo Xiangning grabbed Bingyu's arm and said excitedly, "I saw Ling Xiao at Qingquan Temple!"

"Girl, that Qingquan Temple is a place that fools people!" Bingyu said: "They gave you hallucinogens, so you could see the crown prince. They are all lies. You must not do it." letter."

"Psychedelic drugs?" Zuo Xiangning shook her head, "Impossible! I really saw Ling Xiao! I also said a lot of things to him. He wore a mask on his face. Although he did not take off the mask, I know that person must be him!”

"The amount of medicine they gave the girl should not be large. When I brought her back, there was still some residue in her body. If I don't go in, the poison will dissipate on its own in a quarter of an hour." Bingyu said. He said firmly: "If you don't believe it, girl, you can try again tomorrow."

Zuo Xiangning lay back on the bed weakly.

While she was waiting outside, she did drink a cup of tea from the novice monk. After she finished drinking, she felt that she was tired and tired, and her eyesight was blurry.

But what happens if the medicine is not given?

Whether it was true or false, she saw Ling Xiao, and that was enough for her.

The next morning, before dawn, Zuo Xiangning got up early and went to Qingquan Temple again unwillingly.

The young novice monk from Qingquan Temple looked at Zuo Xiangning and was slightly shocked.

"If the donor wants to offer incense, please come to the main hall. If you want to see the clear well, you have to wait until the afternoon."

"I want to take a look at Qingjing in the morning." Zuo Xiangning asked Bingyu to hand two ingots and ten taels of silver to the young novice, "This is the money I gave to your temple for the sesame oil."

The little novice's eyes lit up and he said: "Please go to the side hall to rest for a while."

Zuo Xiangning nodded and followed him to the side hall.

After a while, the young novice brought her a cup of tea.

Zuo Xiangning held the tea cup, looked at Bingyu next to her, and shook her head slightly.

Bingyu's hand that had been raised gently lowered it again.

Zuo Xiangning took the tea cup and took a sip from her mouth.

The little novice monk's eyes narrowed into a line, "I will go to the host now to explain this matter and see if we can arrange for the donor to go to the backyard in advance."

Zuo Xiangning smiled and asked Bingyu to give him another couple of pieces of silver.

The little novice monk ran out happily. "Girl, this tea..." Bingyu hurriedly stepped forward and whispered.

Zuo Xiangning looked down at the cup of tea, hesitated, and said, "Pour it outside in a deserted place."

A quarter of an hour later, the little novice monk came back and took Zuo Xiangning to the backyard.

Zuo Xiangning walked to the well platform, looked at her own shadow in the well, and called out in a low voice: "Ling Xiao? Are you still there? Can you come out and say a few words to me again?"

There was only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves all around.

"Today is the last time I come to see you. Don't you want to see me again?" Zuo Xiangning shed tears and said softly: "Ling Xiao, I will leave here tomorrow. I want to see you again before leaving. At one glance, I have decided that starting from tomorrow, I will forget you forever and eliminate you from my life. I will live a happy life with your hope..."

Before Zuo Xiangning could finish her words, she felt something strange around her.

She looked at the reflection in the well and saw a man wearing a silver mask.

"You're really here..." Zuo Xiangning looked at the shadow in the reflection, turned her head sharply, and looked at the man in black next to her with a cold gaze, "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be a ghost here?"

The man was stunned for a moment and stepped back five steps away.

"Are you just fooling me, or are you fooling everyone?" Zuo Xiangning asked.

"Everyone." The man said in a hoarse voice.

Zuo Xiangning couldn't help but smile.

This man is not Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao is not as thin as him, nor is he as short.

Ling Xiao's figure is taller and stronger than him, and his voice is mellower and more intimate than him.

She came here today because she wanted to know whether the person she saw yesterday was real or fake.

"Buddhism's holy land is the most taboo on deception. Those who come to burn incense, worship Buddha, and seek to see the deceased have unfulfilled wishes. It is even more sinful for you to deceive them like this!"

Zuo Xiangning turned around and walked outside.

The man behind her pursed his lips tightly and stared at her back as she walked away bit by bit.

Bingyu, who was waiting outside, hurriedly stepped forward to hold Zuo Xiangning's arm.

"Go back." Zuo Xiangning sighed, feeling deeply disappointed.

Before she came today, she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, just in case this clear spring really allowed her to see Ling Xiao.

But the result shattered the little hope she had.

That night, Zuo Xiangning was lying on the bed, feeling as if her body was on fire.

Suddenly, Bingyu shouted from outside: "Who?"

"Me." A dark figure opened the door and walked in.

Bingyu looked at the man in front of him in disbelief.

"Get out! Don't mention it to anyone." The man whispered.

Bingyu glanced at the inner room and exited the room slowly.

Zuo Xiangning turned around on the bed, humming high and low.

The extra black figure beside the bed reached out to pull her quilt back.

But Zuo Xiangning raised her long legs and the quilt was pushed aside again.

The shadow covered her with the quilt again.

"Hot, I'm hot..." Zuo Xiangning frowned unhappily, groaning and pulling at the skirt of her clothes, "I seem to be on fire... Ling Xiao, I feel uncomfortable..."