Chapter 83 Temple Fire

Zhao Ling also accepted it as soon as it was good. Without saying anything else, his eyes had become softer. Just now, he looked at the woman in white in the sunset, who was as old as a teenager, but why were her eyes so vicissitudes? The loneliness over there made his heart feel a slight pain and gave him a feeling of wanting to rub her into his arms and take good care. The closer he felt to her, the more curious he was about her, the more curious he was about her past, and the more curious he was about her heart.

But he is not in a hurry. He wants to keep her by his side. He has plenty of time to slowly open her heart.

He knew that there would be a day, just like the first time he saw her in the inn, which was a feeling of fate.

The night has completely submerged the earth, and the moon slowly emerges, which is not very obvious. It emits a faint halo, and the leaves blown by the night wind make a rustling sound.

Several leaves hovered down in mid-air and fell on Murong Xun's snow coat. The colorful light of the glazed lantern hits between the two, forming a wonderful and warm scene.

Murong Xun's heart moved, picked up a leaf on his clothes, put it on his lips, and intermittently blew an out-of-tune song.

The song was written by Murong Xun casually, which was not very pleasant to the ear, but Zhao Ling listened to it very attentively. After half a sound, he stared at Murong Xun's face and said, "That day, you were playing music in the cave. I was in a daze in my sleep and thought I was dreaming. When I was a child, I dreamed that my mother loved singing for me at the head of the bed and coaxed me to sleep!" When Zhao Ling spoke, his face was extremely gentle, as if he was immersed in the sweet and gentle memory of his childhood.

Murong Xun was about to answer when she saw a maid coming in from afar. She blessed Zhao Ling and Murong Xun, and looked at Zhao Ling and said, "The girl has prepared the banquet. Please invite the prince to go!"

Zhao Ling frowned gently and caught a glimpse of Murong Xun's expression. He sighed in his heart, but came to disturb him at this time.

I only heard Murong Xun sneer, but he didn't look at Zhao Ling. He just sneered and said, "It turns out that it's time with me!"

Zhao Ling shook her head and knew that it was not the time to explain. It's better to tell her in the future. Anyway, she couldn't run away. She just got up and left with the maid.

Murong Xun opened her eyes slightly and looked at Zhao Ling's back. She thought she really didn't care, but at this time, looking at his back, all the uncomfortable feelings in her heart surged up, and a kind of sadness gradually surged into her heart.

Perhaps those so-called happiness and warmth really don't belong to themselves, this person who should not have survived.

The night has gradually deepened, and the night wind on the mountain is still a little cool, while Murong Xun sat on the chair. The wind lifted her snow-white sleeves, and she still didn't know it.

Yan Yu came out and took a look. At this time, he saw that Murong Xun was still sitting in the same place in a daze, and the chair beside her was empty. Zhao Ling had disappeared. Yan Yu couldn't help sighing, walked to Murong Xun's side, and whispered, "Miss, the wind is strong, go back to the house!"

Murong Xun shook his head and said lightly, "You go back first. I want to sit for a while!"

Yan Yu did not persuade her again, but quietly accompanied her. Yingge had already made the bed. At this moment, Yan Yu invited Murong Xun back. She also went out and saw them staying in the yard and shook their heads secretly.

"Is there something that the young lady really doesn't care or deliberately ignores?" Yingge said lightly.

"What?" Murong Xun looked up at Ying Ge, but saw that Ying Ge looked at Murong Xun faintly and said, "The authorities are fascinated!"

The night was getting darker, and the moonlight was getting brighter and brighter. Murong Xun couldn't bear to involve the two maids in the yard to feed mosquitoes in the yard. He went back to the room, lay down with clothes, and closed his eyes. After that, he was sleepy and fell asleep in a daze.

In his dream, Murong Xun dreamed of those years in the cold palace in his previous life, and the days when he lived with the light shadow.

It's still a goose-hairy and snowy weather, but it's very warm. In the tattered Zhuyan Palace, she wears a gorgeous phoenix robe, wears a bulky phoenix crown on her head, and has exquisite makeup on her face, which is incompatible with Zhuyan Palace, which also scares her.

"Your Majesty!" Murong Xun looked at Zhao Che's back and shouted, "What is this place?"

Zhao Che turned around and showed a sarcastic smile when he heard the words, "Isn't this the cold palace? You will live here in the future!"

"No, I'm the queen, your wife!"

"Wife? But I have never regarded you as my wife. My wife can only be one person, that is Yuer!"

While talking, he saw a beautiful woman appear beside Zhao Che. Zhao Ling looked at the woman deeply, her eyebrows were full of tenderness, and the woman also looked happy.

The woman raised her chin slightly, looked at Murong Xun with pride and pity and said, "Remember, only I am qualified to give birth to a child for your majesty!"

Murong Xun was stunned and looked down. Her abdomen was actually a high bulge, and there was thick blood flowing between her legs. "My child, my child!" There were bursts of heart-pierced pain in her lower abdomen, as if a part of her body had been cut off. She covered her abdomen, looked at Zhao Che in despair, and pleaded. He said, "Help me, save our children!"

Zhao Che looked at Murong Xun indifferently without a trace of expression on his face. And Shangguan Yuer beside him showed a cruel smile on his face.

The lower abdomen is getting more and more painful, and the faces of Zhao Che and Shangguan Yuer in front of them are also constantly changing. After a while, they look like Zhao Ling and Chen Yu. The woman looks like a sinking fish.

Murong Xun raised her hand tremblingly, and the blood on her finger pierced her eyes.

"Ah!" Murong Xun woke up from the nightmare, and his lower abdomen was still throbbing. He thought that it was Murong Xun's scream in his sleep that woke up Yingge and Yan Yu. He put on a coat and went to Murong Xun's bed to ask about the situation. Murong Xun's lower abdomen was in great pain, and he just frowned and said, "It's just a nightmare!"

"Miss, is the sunflower coming?" Yingge's nose is very sharp, and I think he smells it.

Murong Xun covered his lower abdomen and nodded. With such pain, I think it was sunflower. When she was in the wind shadow building, she was weak, but training killers would not distinguish between men and women. After growing up as a girl, even if sunflower came, she still needed to complete all kinds of difficult and dangerous tasks, so she planted the root of the disease. Every time the sunflower comes, it hurts so much.

Yan Yu saw some fine sweat on Murong Xun's painful forehead and hurriedly said, "Go and make some brown sugar water for the lady!"

Yingge put his palm on Murong Xun's lower abdomen, and used internal force to make the lower abdomen hot. The pain was weakened and slightly better.

Murong Xun was more moved when he saw that Yingge and Yan Yu treated him sincerely.

Not long after Murong Xun woke up, he heard bursts of restless voices outside the house, and then he heard someone shouting, "No, the east wing is on fire!"

Murong Xun was stunned for a moment. He looked at Yingge and asked, "Didn't the King of Qin live in the east wing?"

Yingge nodded solemnly. Murong Xun's face was sad and he said, "Let's go and have a look!"

"Miss's body?"

"It's all right!" After Murong Xun hurriedly changed his clothes, he and Yingge went to the east wing to see what was going on.

The closer you get to the east wing, the more you can see the fire in front of you, reflecting half of the night sky.

From time to time, there were monks in the temple running quickly from the side with buckets. Yingge stopped a monk and asked about the situation. The monk said, "The little monk is not very clear about the specific situation. Just now, he heard the same door in the temple shouting, "The water is gone, and the little monk will come here immediately to put out the fire!"

"Is the King of Qin still in the house?" Yingge asked again.

The monk shook his head, "This little monk is not very clear!"

Knowing that there was nothing going on, Murong Xun and Yingge did not plan to go again, but ran to the east wing. Outside the yard, there were already many fire extinguishers. Several of them stopped Murong Xun and Yingge and prevented them from continuing to go to dangerous places.

Murong Xun's eyebrows showed a little anxiety, but he didn't know if Zhao Ling had escaped! At this moment, I only heard a humane behind him: "See the King of Qin!"

Murong Xun turned around and saw Zhao Ling appear outside the yard. He was dressed in white and holding a freshly picked water lily in his hand. He was leaning on a beautiful woman. There was a little fear and surprise in the woman's eyes, covering her mouth and couldn't believe it.

And Zhao Ling appeased the woman beside her, and the look in her eyes was difficult to distinguish. She just looked at the woman and said softly, "If you hadn't temporarily planned to pick water lilies together, the consequences would have been unimaginable!"

Hearing the words, the woman's face was tender, "This is also God's blessing on the prince!"

It's just that Murong Xun thought that she was gently stabbed in her heart. She turned around and said coldly, "It turns out that my worries are superfluous at that time!"

Yingge followed Murong Xun and said, "Shouldn't Miss be happy for the safety of the King of Qin?" Murong Xun paused for a moment. Yes, does she really want Zhao Ling to be trapped in the sea of fire at this moment? It's just that the melancholy in my heart can't be dispersed.

After a few steps, Murong Xun found that there were several monks standing in front of him looking at the sea of fire in front of him without any intention of reaching out to rescue them. When Murong Xun passed by them, several monks bent down and said, "Amitabha!"

Murong Xun also stopped and looked at several monks. At the same time, he gave Yingge a wink, "Although Master's disguise is very good, he seems to have forgotten to change his shoes!"

Several monks were stunned and hurriedly looked down. They were shocked. The monks in the temple were usually wearing cloth shoes, while these monks were wearing a pair of black cloud boots.

Seeing that it was exposed, a monk scolded angrily and said, "This man is Princess Qin. Catch her!"