There is a starving ghost in Qingyun Temple

"Yes." Li Yun turned his head and looked at the boundless Pingjiang River, and said warmly, "The sage has decreed that I will leave for Beijing tomorrow."

She was stunned, and said with a bright smile: "Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of doors are opened on the top of the mountain. Chang'an is a good place."

"Has Mrs. Shen ever been to Chang'an?"

Shen Huihe was startled and in a trance: "No, I haven't been there, I've never been to Chang'an."

He smiled lightly and said calmly: "There are turbulent undercurrents in the imperial city, and there is nothing worth looking forward to."

"No matter what, I still want to congratulate the prince for getting his wish." The smile on Shen Huihe's face did not diminish, but the slightly raised corners of his lips only added a trace of bitterness.

Chang'an, Chang'an, she can't go there no matter what!
Li Yun's eyes darkened, it turned out that she still remembered it.

"It's late at night, please send Madam Shen and Huikong back."

Anyway, we won't see each other again in the future, so it doesn't hurt to give him an extra ride. She agreed with a smile: "Okay! I have a son-in-law!"

Under the shadow not far away, Princess Zhaoqing's eyes were fierce and fierce. The original gorgeous brocade lantern had long been trampled under her feet, and was trampled back and forth until it was in disgrace.

"How could it be her! How could it be her?!" She cursed, furious and wanted to run forward.

A Yuan held her tightly: "Princess, please don't be impulsive or act out of emotion."

"A Yuan, you, you let go, you let go of this princess——"

"Princess, please listen to this slave." A Yuan spoke sincerely, not daring to let go at all, for fear that she would accidentally rush into him, "Princess, please don't say that this person is some Taoist master from Qingyun Temple. Madam Shen comes from a humble background and behaves vulgarly, so she cannot be compared with your noble status, Princess."

"Nonsense, do you still need to tell this princess?! Everyone in the world knows it!!!"

"So Princess, calm down and think about it, how could the Crown Prince see such a despicable person? Maybe we just met him on the way, or maybe the little brother next to him wants something from the Crown Prince?!"

"Is that so?"

"Princess, the prince once protected that little brother. The prince is kind-hearted and kind-hearted. Maybe he just regarded it as a good deed."

Guo Ningzhi raised her hand to wipe her eyes and slowly calmed down: "Okay, it seems to make sense."

"Princess, if you think about it further, Prince Jingbei and Princess Jingbei will naturally look down on her, let alone Concubine Hejing, who is still majestic but aloof. Why would the princess do anything for such an irrelevant and despicable person? Are you angry?"

Who is Princess Hejing? After being the hero of the founding of the country, she is the legitimate daughter of the Hou family. She is one of the best in the hairpin family. She is full of generals and has a large number of soldiers. She is arrogant and does whatever she wants. Even the Queen Mother has to show her courtesy.

How could such a despicable person get into the eyes of Concubine He Jing!

Guo Ningzhi squinted her eyes and thought for a long time, and gradually felt that what she said made sense, and her anger subsided a little: "This is not true! But, the prince has been busy with official duties these days, and I, the princess, don't Dare to disturb him, how could he do it tonight—"

"Perhaps the prince just met by chance. Moreover, the prince is indeed very special to the princess. These considerate and caring things can be clearly seen by the slaves and servants."

"Are you serious? You mean, you can tell that the prince has my heart in his heart?" She held her arm tightly, seeking a positive answer.

"Princess, from the slave's point of view, this is indeed the case. In the future, as long as the princess shows her face more often in front of Concubine He Jing, cares more about and coaxes Concubine well, and with the help and matchmaking of the uncle and the saint, this concubine will The title of Princess naturally belongs to you."

"Yes, I, Aye, will definitely help me. The saint also favors me." "If the princess now rushes forward angrily to argue, tearing her face in front of everyone, ruining the county Lord, your beautiful image of gentleness and generosity in the heart of the prince is really worth the loss."

She nodded in realization, patted the back of A Yuan's hand, and was very satisfied with her thoughtfulness: "A Yuan, you are still awesome, you are right, why should I, the princess, care about these irrelevant bitches?"

A Yuan smiled and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. If they really break up, the innocent and pitiful servants like them will be the ones who suffer the consequences.

"Princess, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. How about I take you to put out lanterns and make a wish?"

"Okay, let's go take a look ahead!" Guo Ningzhi pursed her lips and allowed her to lead him to put out the lanterns.

She repeated silently in her heart that the position of the Crown Princess of Jingbei could only be hers, could only be hers, and would always be hers!
On the way back to the inn, the three of them all lost interest for some reason and were silent all the way. And this short journey of a few miles seemed to take an extremely long time.

After a long time, the signboard of the inn popped up in front of me, and it was finally time to say goodbye.

"We're here. Just send the prince here." Shen Huihe turned around and looked at him with a smile.

Li Yun raised his eyes to look at her, and as soon as his eyes touched her, the sharp edge in his dark pupils gradually disappeared.

He cupped his hands and saluted: "Okay! Madam Shen, see you later."

Shen Huihe was startled, raised his eyes to look at the full moon hanging high in the sky, smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, see you later."

Although we will meet in the future, I'm afraid we won't have the chance to meet again in the future.

Huikong glanced at Li Yun a few more times, bowed his hands to him in a decent manner, and followed his senior sister into the inn.

It was late at night, and there were occasionally sparse groups of people on the road returning home in a hurry, as well as a few small vendors hurriedly cleaning up their stalls. The wind blows the chirping and rustling of birds, and the wide and accessible East Street is surprisingly vast and far away.

"Boss Li, Boss Li——"

Li Yun had just walked halfway when he was suddenly startled, and a bouncing little figure hurried towards him.

"Huikong, why are you-"

Huikong took a few breaths and raised his head with a smile: "Shi, Shizi, I finally caught up."

"Huikong, what else does Mrs. Shen have to do?"

"No, no." He looked at him with his little waist in his hands, and waved his hand to signal him to squat down slightly, "Your Majesty, I am here to find you, and I want to tell you something."

Huikong whispered a few words in his ear.

"That's it. Then I wonder if Huikong knows the reason?"

Huikong shook his head sincerely: "Huikong really doesn't know anything. But as long as it is related to Chang'an, master and senior brother will not let senior sister interfere."

"Why did Huikong tell this prince?"

"Hmm -" Huikong raised his eyebrows and looked at him thoughtfully, "Don't you think the prince doesn't want to know?"