Adore Trick of Beauty

Nie Wushuang and his party finally arrived at Donglin Temple on the second day. When she stepped down from the mountain, she looked at the snow-covered pines and cascading pines, looking at the edge, and even opened her heart.

On the thousand steps, a group of monks stepped down to meet Nie Wushuang. The first one was a bright yellow monk's clothing, a fiery red gilt rim, and a clean and peaceful face, walking slowly in front of the monks.

He is the Qingyuan Zen Master who has not seen him for a long time.

Qingyuan's eyes fell on Nie Wushuanghao's Bai Ruxue's wrist, and his pupils narrowed slightly: "The poor monk Qingyuan greets the queen mother."

Nie Wushuang smiled slightly and stepped forward with his hands folded: "There was a greet by Zen Master Lao Qingyuan, this palace is really panic."

After a few months without seeing it, Qingyuan's face is not as thin as Nie Wushuang saw at the beginning, and the confusion of that time has faded away. Now he has a faint calmness and meditation.

He looked up and looked at Nie Wushuang in heavy clothing in front of him, and smiled slightly: "I haven't seen it in a few months, the queen's maiden is better than before."

Nie Wushuang remembered that he had avoided Dongli Temple in order to avoid rumors, and his heart was filled with emotion. Now that she is a country, many hardships have come to her mind in recent years, making her wonder how to talk about it.

Qingyuan smiled and continued: "Thousand-level mountain steps, I hope that every step of the queen mother-in-law, one less layer of trouble."

Nie Wushuang was grateful for his empathy and slowly walked up. Qingyuan followed her unhurriedly, and for some reason he made her feel at ease. Even if she didn't speak, standing behind her slowly following her still made her heart peaceful.

That night, Nie Wushuang stayed in the East Garden of Donglin Temple. The twilight morning bell came from the mountains, which makes people feel like they have passed away.

There is a clean zen room with tea fragrance.

The zen room was silent, and I only heard the wind blowing from the mountains outside the zen room, which caused the snow to fall from the trees, and a rustle, like a sea wave, stretched endlessly.

Nie Wushuang sat on the futon and watched Qingyuan skillfully make tea. She looked at him and smiled: "I didn't expect that the monk Qingyuan Zen became the abbot of Donglin Temple. On that day, the Zen master took office. It was a shame that the palace never came to congratulate himself."

Qingyuan raised his head and smiled: "Heart is all right, why stick to routine."

He looked at her in a phoenix suit and whispered a Buddhist slogan: "The queen maiden has so far achieved her wish. Is there no hate in her heart?"

Nie Wushuang thought of the ravings he had sent out in Donglin Temple, and smiled lightly: "I do n’t dare to forget, but I lost my mind."

She lowered her eyebrows and fiddled with the tea cup in her hand: "Anyway, the sky is clear, Qi will be destroyed." She raised her eyes, and there was no wind or wave in her eyes.

Qingyuan sighed, took the teapot, and poured tea into the tea cup. After a while, the tea was full, but he kept on until the tea overflowed the table.

Xia Lan behind Nie Wushuang couldn't help but be surprised: "Ah, it's full!"

Qingyuan looked up and looked at Nie Wushuang, who was silent, "The queen mother knows why this tea cannot be poured into this tea cup?"

Nie Wushuang smiled slightly: "Because the tea is full."

Qingyuan picked up the full tea cup and slowly said, "This tea cup is like the heart of a person. When a person's heart is full of hatred, more things cannot be loaded. Now the hatred in the queen's mother's heart has not been eradicated. How can you really be happy? "

Nie Wushuang's heart moved slightly. She looked at the tea cup in his hand and sighed softly: "But the human heart is far more rich than the tea cup, fame and fortune, love and hate ..."

She looked at Qingyuan with a calm face: "Even if there is only hate, this life is much simpler, but it is not ..."

Qingyuan smiled slightly: "I hope the mother will have less and less trouble."

Nie Wushuang also smiled attentively: "Why isn't the Zen master persuading the palace to give up revenge?"

Qingyuan Meiyu Xianghe said: "Because the poor monk has learned a very important thing is tolerance. The poor monk can't solve the mother, but still understands the mother's mood."

Nie Wushuang couldn't help sighing. It turned out that he and her had gradually become different in the past few years.

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Nie Wushuang lived in the East Garden of the Donglin Temple and talked about Buddhism with the Qingyuan Zen Master for a few days. Qingyuan took her to visit the large and small scenic spots of the Donglin Temple with a different mood and the scenery It's also different. Nie Wushuang has seen it all the way and is happy.

Finally, the day when Xiao Fengyi ’s sacred driving passed the Donglin Temple, early in the morning, Nie Wushuang got up early, groomed properly, and took the palace man to the waiting post in the Donglin Temple ten miles away.

Qingyuan took the monk to follow, and she couldn't hide the joy on her face. She was as radiant as she was, and her heart trembled. She lowered her head and asked: "The queen mother must be really looking forward to the return of the emperor.

"Yes." Nie Wushuang looked at the way, full of hope: "He went for me, and I can't repay this love for my whole life."

Qingyuan heard the words and quietly retreated. The golden light gradually revealed in the sunrise on the horizon, and Nie Wushuang's puppet city stood in the cold wind, and the wind blew her long sleeves. The back that looked forward to the return of the beloved was fixed in the hearts of everyone ...

Finally, at the end of the road, there was a golden canopy of Jin Cancan, all the palace people whispered excitedly, and Nie Wushuang couldn't help but take a few steps forward. Some palace people brought in Fenghuang. Nie Wushuang pushed away, and she hurried forward to meet the cold wind, but it kept pouring the heat in her heart.

He is back!

Nie Wushuang walked faster and faster, and the people behind the palace almost could not keep up with her pace.

Finally, Long Yan was clearly visible. After the faint pearl curtain, Xiao Fengdi looked at the fluttering figure coming from afar, and could not help opening the curtain. The two were so far apart, but they caught the joy of each other's eyes at a glance.

"I want to get off!" Xiao Feng shouted.

"Emperor!" Father Gong Lin hesitated: "You still have injuries!"

"Stop!" Xiao Fenghuan turned a deaf ear and shouted.

Long Yu stopped, he stepped, and the pain in the chest and abdomen made him stupefy. Nie Wushuang trembled in her heart, paused, and ran towards him more quickly. She had water in her eyes, but her lips were clenched tightly without a word.

How is he injured? Not badly hurt? ...

In the blurring of tears, she finally rushed into his warm arms: "Phoenix-" Tears rolled down. Nothing like this moment is as merry and secure. As long as he is there, it is her bright shore.

The emperor embraced each other, and the sound of a mountain tsunami sounded behind him.

"Long live my lord, long live, long live!"

"Queen Chitose, Chitose, Chitose!"

Qingyuan led the monks on his knees. He announced a Buddhist chant, and his heart was moved with comfort. It turned out that Heaven was not injustice, and gave her suffering, but gave her the love of the emperor.

In another car far away, Xiao Fengqing looked at the two men for a long time, finally letting go of his hand, and the curtain fell, separating the two worlds.

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Xiao Fengyu took a rest in Donglin Temple and set off for Beijing the next day. Nie Wushuang was full of doubts, but he dared not ask more. But when he saw him, his face was pale, but his spirit was okay.

Xiao Fengxi saw her sitting next to her, and she stopped talking, thinking that she was worried about the fire unicorn, smiled and waved at the guards around her, and after a while, a cage made of black iron was brought up.

A snow-white ball about the size of a puppy wandered around the cage, whine. It looks like a dog, but looks like a fox on both ears. It has a broken tail and thick limbs. A pair of eyes are also round, very smart and cute.

Nie Wushuang has never seen such a living creature, and can't help wondering.

Xiao Fengxi laughed: "I am also lucky. I caught it as soon as I went up the mountain."

Nie Wushuang's heart warmed: "Will the emperor encounter any danger when he goes up the mountain?"

Xiao Feng stunned, a gloom glanced across his deep eyes, but soon smiled, "Never."

Nie Wushuang didn't believe it. She looked at him, but she didn't believe it either. With a sigh in his heart, Nie Wushuang waved back the palace man, and then came forward and shook his warm hand: "Why should the emperor hide his courtiers?"

Xiao Fengxuan looked at her with a complex look: "There are many things that have passed and then passed. Speaking will only add to the trouble."

Nie Wushuang heard that he had a lot of things he didn't know about going to Tianshan this time. He was puzzled in his heart and wanted to ask again. Xiao Fengdi had ordered her to step down. When Nie Wushuang saw that his expression was tired, Gong Gong Lin was worried, so he had to step down first.

Nie Wushuang walked out of the Zen room where Xiao Fengyi was resting, walked through several corridors, and suddenly saw a thick purple and thick Xiao Fengqing under a green pine.

His face was pale and snowy, his figure was pretty, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The deep-colored eyes became more and more difficult to distinguish. Nie Wushuang slowly stepped forward: "His Royal Highness King Rui."

Xiao Fengqing covered her thin lips and coughed slightly, and said lightly: "He has caught Qilin for you, and you can finally reach your wish."

Nie Wushuang raised his eyes, and the wind blew through, blowing snow from the trees, falling down and spilling him, he was motionless, watching the snow powder falling in front of his eyes, and the confusion and pain gradually rose in his deep eyes. .

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I'm afraid it's going to open the skylight a little bit. This turn is hard to write ...