Concubine Rebirth: Your Highness, I am sick

Chapter 313
Yun Xihua's face suddenly trembled a few times, and Haitang saw it keenly.

Gu Qiying, who lost for a while, was very dissatisfied.It came with a problem, and it went back with a problem. Anyway, it was sick at first glance.

Haitang was carried back to Yunxiu Palace by sedan chair, always feeling that the atmosphere in the mourning hall was indescribably weird.She couldn't help smiling wryly at Nanny Tian: "I still joked that Concubine Xian is sick, and I'm also sick. I always feel that people are going to kill me, Yuan'er."

However, Mother Tian said: "It is imperative to be on guard against others. Madam has received a lot of backstabbing over the years. It is always right to be careful in everything, and to go and return with Xianfei. Even at that time You can explain clearly what happened in the mourning hall."

Haitang nodded, and told Nanny Tian to arrange for Qin Yuan and the nanny to sleep in her palace, and move back after the empress dowager's funeral.

Nanny Tian knew that she was afraid that the palace would be complicated during this period of time, and that she and the second prince would be the target of everyone's criticism, and if she was not careful, she would be hit by an arrow.

Sure enough, Haitang's painstaking efforts were not in vain. In the uproar in the harem, it was Haitang who survived the injury that successfully cleared herself of the crime and avoided being involved in right and wrong again.

In the palace, if one is talking about which princess is the most daring, it is actually not Yongrou.

It was Yong Yi, born to Concubine Lin Gui.

Princess Yongyi is not yet married.In fact, it's not that she doesn't want to get married, but that her current status is really embarrassing.As the main force of the princess vigil this time, she seemed particularly sad and active, wishing she could kneel before the empress dowager's spirit.

The reason is only known to her.It was the monk on the Buddhist altar who chanted scriptures while knocking on the wooden fish and putting his palms together.

The obsession with Zhenjing began at Emperor Zhengheng's funeral.But after all, she knew her identity and Zhenjing's identity. There was a huge gap between the two of them, and Zhenjing's identity made it impossible for her to end anyway.

She once went to Shuangyue Lake intentionally or unintentionally, and met Zhenjing several times.

Zhenjing often meditated or strolled by the Shuangyue Pool. At first, Princess Yongyi just admired it from a distance and never asked him to know.But since he accidentally discovered this presumptuous gaze, he never appeared by the Shuangyue Pool again, which made Princess Yongyi feel sad.

He is avoiding Yong Yi.As a well-known eminent monk in the inner court, he knew too well how to keep a distance from the palace ladies.

However, he couldn't avoid this moment.

Yongyi finally found an opportunity to admire this quiet and beautiful monk unscrupulously.

Zhenjing closed her eyes and chanted sutras, her voice was peaceful and magical.It's not that he doesn't know Yong Yi's disrespectful gaze, he just chooses to ignore it, the fiery gaze cast on him is nothing but meeting the deep sea and turning into nothingness.

But Yong Yi was not discouraged.Moreover, in the endless attention, Yong Yi discovered a secret.

Zhenjing was not always so calm as water.

Just when Concubine Xian and Mrs. He Guo entered the palace together, he twitched his eyelashes very rarely.

Zhenjing's eyelashes are thick and long. When he lowered his eyes and chanted, the eyelashes cast a thick shadow under his eye sockets. From Yong Yi's point of view, there is endless temptation hidden in the shadow.

But at that moment, the shadow became flustered.

She saw Zhenjing quickly raised her eyes, stopped the wooden fish in her hand, and glanced at Lingqian.

It's a pity that that glance was too subtle and quick, and Yong Yi couldn't be sure who he was looking at.

This discovery made Yong Yi extremely excited.This shows that this handsome monk is not invulnerable, his heart suppresses emotions, and he also has spirituality, as long as he is not a stubborn rock, Yongyi thinks, she can flirt.

The funeral of the Empress Dowager was not as grand as that of Emperor Zhengheng.The monks did not set up a special place to rest. At night, they performed their duties, and those who took turns went back to the meditation room by the Shuangyue Pool to rest.

Yongyi followed Zhenjing, God helped her, Zhenjing walked back to the inner courtyard temple alone, sure enough, she didn't go back directly to the meditation room, but went to Shuangyuechi.

Whenever he has something on his mind, he will go to Shuangyuechi.Especially at night, the tranquil water surface of Shuangyue Pool does not contain any waves. After watching for a long time, it can gradually calm the waves in people's hearts, just like this deep water.

This time Yong Yi did not choose to peek from a distance, but stepped forward boldly.

"Master Zhenjing has something on her mind today."

Zhenjing was taken aback by her, and her mood, which had just calmed down just now, became turbulent again.These waves are not rippling, but shocking.

"His Royal Highness, please forgive the little monk for being rude, and the little monk will leave now."

Can't afford to provoke, hide is the best.

"Master, why is this?"

"You are a princess and I am a monk. It is not appropriate to meet alone in the middle of the night."

Princess Yongyi smiled and said, "Could it be that the mage has ghosts in his heart?"

"how do I say this?"

"If you don't have ghosts in your heart, why not cheat in the dark room."

Zhenjing thought for a while: "The princess is right."

Yong Yi just broke into a smile, thinking that he had touched Zhen Jing.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Jing said next: "Although the words are reasonable, but the little monk is still leaving."

Yong Yi was hit in the head, seeing Zhen Jing was going to leave, but he couldn't hold him back with a stern face, so in a hurry, he ran to him, stretched his arms, and blocked his way.

"Is this princess not beautiful enough?"

"His Royal Highness is extremely beautiful." Zhen Jing said truthfully.

"Is this princess boring talking?"

"Your Highness has something to say." Zhen Jing answered every sentence seriously, her temper was so calm that Yong Yi felt that she had nowhere to start.

"Then why does the mage try to avoid this princess?"

"I'm afraid of insulting the reputation of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"The princess doesn't care."

"Does the monk care?"

"You care about my reputation?"

"The little monk cares about his own reputation."

This kind of dialogue really made Yong Yi vomit blood with anger.

"You obviously don't have a calm mind."

"That's because the poor monk has not cultivated enough, and it will take time."

"It's not that your cultivation is not enough, it's that you are restless."

"His Royal Highness is struggling with each other, how can the poor monk be quiet?"

"Why should you be quiet? When your heart moves, you should act."

"His Royal Highness, thank you for letting me go, and the poor monk bids farewell."

One really wants to leave, the other desperately wants to stop.If Zhenjing hadn't been afraid of Yong Yi being abrupt, she might have punched her to the ground.

Fortunately, Zhenjing doesn't know how to use hands. Although his years of life as an ascetic monk have given him a relatively strong body, he won't use it to beat people, especially women.

Yong Yi suddenly sighed: "Master Zhenjing, can't you talk to me? In this palace, no one has talked to me for a long time."

Zhenjing was taken aback, the girl in front of her was a princess of a country, how could no one talk to her?
He never asked about these disputes in the harem, and was completely unaware of Princess Yongyi's situation in the palace.

(End of this chapter)