Chapter 11: Worship the Buddha

"It's just a little surprised that my father would choose such a girl to marry. Why didn't he choose a steady person? Lan Xiang is just a little girl." Women's war is a war without gunpowder smoke, and applauding will make you win or lose.

"Lanxiang's family is innocent. She doesn't know much about Yan'er's affairs and doesn't worry about what she accidentally leaked to make Yan'er sad. Being a child is also beneficial to **. Yaner should grow up. I have the heart to protect her for the rest of my life, but I can't really protect her for the rest of my life.

"Would you like to send another person, so that you can rest assured..." Lan Ruofeng said hesitantly. Jiang was old and hot and had been around his father for so long, but he still couldn't learn from his father's plan by ten.

"No, in this way, some things can be seen thoroughly. Xuanyuanchen's mind has always been very deep, and it is not easy for others to spy, and he himself is not so easy to trust others. Puting an unprepared and unpreventive person around Yan'er can also reduce his defense against Yan'er. Although it is good or bad for Yan'er, it's better than being prepared at the beginning. Lan Qifeng knocked on the table with one hand and said slowly. Xuanyuanchen is easy to guard against thoughtful people from the beginning, and he has to pave the way for Yaner.

Chunqin Pavilion

"Madam, wipe your face first and change your clothes. You are soaked all over." Zhu Xin held a pure white towel in his hands and stood beside Mrs. Chun respectfully and said carefully. Looking at the wife's unpleaty and hidden anger, she should not challenge her temper at this time. Although the lady is usually polite, she is behind her back...

"What are you still doing? If you don't bring it over quickly, I don't know what's the use of raising you!" She said impatiently, as if all the people were against her today, and everything was not up to her heart.

Zhu Xin didn't dare to say anything and handed it over with the handkerchief in his hand.

Mrs Chun raised her head and waited for a long time without any movement. She opened her eyes and looked at the dull bamboo heart in front of her. She was so angry that she took the handkerchief and said angrily, "You go down first. I'm going to take a bath." She is going to wash away the bad luck of this body and wait for the upcoming, interesting moment, the moment to raise her eyebrows. At that time, she can take off this weak mask and really stand in front of them in a strong posture to see who can underestimate her!

Many times, people tend to think too easily of many things when they have a little hope. Forget that hope is just a dawn. She can let you see the future and the future you long for dissipate with a gust of wind. Self-confidence is a good thing, and too much self-confidence will make people fail.

"Yes, the maidservant will go down and prepare." Looking at his wife's twisted face because of anger, Zhu Xin ran away.

After a moment, "Madam, the hot water is ready. Shall we bathe now or later?"

"Well, it's okay now. By the way, Zhu Xin, tomorrow morning, you will invite Mrs. Lan and say that she will go to the temple to worship God. Bodhisattva bless that her plan will definitely succeed this time. It is to give Lan Ruoyan a big surprise, otherwise how can she be worthy of her success in the royal palace?

At night, the rain pattering, there seemed to be no sign of stopping, and the whole sky seemed to be shrouded in a powerful black curtain. The gray and low, the rain hits the bananas, and even the wind outside the window is unwilling to be lonely. It blows and wants to join in the fun.

Suddenly, the wind blew violently, and the window that had not been closed opened with a "squeak".

"Who is it?" Mrs. Chun, who was silent in her imagination, was shocked by the sudden sound.

Zhu Xin quickly walked forward a few steps, and the silky rain floated in with the wind, freezing excitedly. He pulled his hands and closed the window.

"Madam, it was the wind that blew the window open. No one. It's just that it's still raining outside. Do you think you'll go tomorrow? He turned around and said to her.

"Go, why don't you go? It won't rain for long, just hold on. The rain will stop tomorrow. At this time of year, I always think about a few rains. It will start to rain in the evening, and by dawn the next day, the rain will stop.

There was nothing to say all night, only the harmony of the ensemble of wind and rain.

After a rain wash, the originally white slate road shines with green light. Two dark red sedan chairs decorated with tassels swaggered across the street. In the morning, small vendors from both sides of the street came out one after another to look at these two rich sedan chairs and couldn't help but poke their heads out, thinking about which lady was so anxious to beg God to worship Buddha so early.

"Today, on the 15th, I beg God to worship Buddha and ask for a good luck as soon as possible. I heard that the Bodhisattva of Hongfu Temple is the most spiritual manifestation, and I have never been disappointed. Like the last time I asked the Bodhisattva to ask the prince to come to my yard a few more times that month, but it turned out to be a few times more than usual. Covering her mouth and smiling, Mrs. Lan said shyly, but when she opened the curtain and said to Mrs. Chun, her eyes were full of pride.

"I just pray for peace. I hope everything is well with the prince and the royal palace, so that I will be satisfied." Mrs. Chun didn't seem to see Mrs. Lan's eyes and lowered her eyebrows and said to Mrs. Lan.

"My sister is really kind-hearted, but I don't know if she will make several detours in her heart." This woman looks weak every time. I feel pity. The prince probably took a fancy to her tenderness at the beginning, but she couldn't get used to it. It was obvious that she was bullied!

"My sister joked. Only when the prince is well can we be good, isn't she? My sister doesn't have that much thought. She just hopes to live a stable life in the royal house. The prince remembers that I often come to the yard to see me. How can you think so much?" Her mind, she thought, she couldn't tell from Mrs. Lan's mind that she didn't care so much about others.

"Forgive you that you don't have so many flowers. You just need to pray for blessings, worship the Bodhisattva, bless the success of our plan, and stay in the royal palace." Mrs. Lan said disdainfully, closed her hand and put down the curtain, as if she didn't want to say anything more.

Looking at the hanging curtain and the arrogant face isolated in the sedan chair. Mrs. Chun pulled down her face, and her forbearance face regained her reservedness and pride in the next second. No longer talking, just the irony on my lips, I don't know whether I'm laughing at other people's ignorance or my own forbearance.

When it was still light, the people who got up early and dark set up cloth, and wooden stalls were put on goods one after another. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, both officials and ordinary people are busy going to the temple to seek gods. Women seek good luck and safety, and men seek official fortune. Looking at the increasing crowds on the street, they begin to get lively.

"Two ladies, you have to go down here and go up the mountain by yourself." Two four-person sedan chairs, whether side by side or one after, can't pass this narrow mountain road smoothly.

A hand is stretched out from the curtain to signal that the sedan chair can be stopped. The sedan chairman put down the sedan chair steadily, and the maid immediately stepped forward to help him.

"Just wait in the teahouse as usual." Mrs. Lan turned her head and said to the sedan chair beside her. She raised her delicate hand slightly and pointed to the teahouse not far away.

"Yes, madam." The sedan chairman replied respectfully, and the eight people quickly raised the sedan chair and retreated to the teahouse.

"Let's go. Don't get up early and have an evening party. It's not good to miss a good time." Mrs. Chun looked at more and more pedestrians on the mountain road and said.

"You still need to say that you should go quickly and do something stupidly." He said dissatisfiedly to the maid who was holding him, and no longer looked at Mrs. Chun and walked straight ahead.

Looking at Mrs. Lan's funny behavior, pretending to be her swaying back, she smiled indifferently and said to Zhu Xin beside her, "Let's go up, too."

The path across the Qianmo, the steps covered with stone bricks, have some bumpy traces due to age, and also witnessed that many devout believers have come to trample on this road. Looking down from the mountain, I could only see a wisp of smoke floating in the air halfway up the mountain, and I could hear the intermittent sound of bells and drums.

"I walk this road many times every year, and every time I walk, I will feel different. Here, I felt a different atmosphere in the royal palace. It was quiet and peaceful. In that deep boudoir, it became a luxury. She smelled the light sandalwood floating in the air and had a sense of peace of mind.

"Madam likes it here. Would you like to talk to the prince about staying here for a few days?" Zhu Xin raised her head and sucked intoxicatedly. She liked the air here and was not depressed. Don't look at people's faces all the time.

How many days to stay? I'm afraid that when I go back, the royal palace is no longer the royal palace I know, and no one there will remember me. You can't do everything as you want, and you can't have both fish and bear paws. At the beginning, you chose a difficult road like a moth to fight against the fire and let go of an ordinary life. Now you are not allowed to look back and have any extraordinary thoughts.

If she can get the love of a person, rather than her careful love, then she has the right to claim. It's not that she is not confident in herself, but that he doesn't care. The prince's heart knows how deep she loves. His heart never puts his children's personal feelings, cares about the world, and pursues power and ambition.

Such a handsome and ambitious man is undoubtedly attractive to women, but he never belongs to any woman. Therefore, she tried her best to attract his attention, thinking that one day she would see him and care about her, and now everything is just a luxury.

"Madam, why do you think so? At least the lady has stayed in the royal palace for so many years..."