At night, Huijue meditated in the meditation room, and the string of Buddhist beads that had accompanied him for more than ten years.

The door was pushed open and someone walked in.

Huijue opened his eyes and saw that it was Qu Hanjiang. He was not surprised, but just said lightly: "You are here."

"Of course I want to come. After all, I want to congratulate Master Huijue on becoming the next abbot of Tianying Temple." Qu Hanjiang was full of irony when he said the four words "abbot of the abbot".

"You don't have to mock me like this." A sad look flashed in Huijue's eyes. That day he heard a lot of things outside the Zen room. He knew that Gu Shiqi was the eldest son of the Qu family, Qu Hanjiang, Hanfeng was the second son of the Qu family, and the crown princess was the youngest daughter of the Qu family, Qu Hanyi.

"Huijue, stepping on the lives of hundreds of people in the Qu family, and sitting at the current abbot's position. Are you satisfied?" Qu Hanjiang asked.

Huijue sighed: "I thought I was a friend of Mr. Qu, but in the end I personally let him drink the glass of cartilage-splitting wine. Over the years, I have never forgotten the lives of the entire Qu family. It was a pain that I could not bear in my life."

Huijue thought of Lianzhi. He had seen Qu Hanyi when he was playing chess with Qu Shulin. Such a cute and intelligent little girl, because he lost his relatives and even fell into a situation where brothers and sisters were killed.

"What's the point of saying this hypocritically now?" Qu Hanjiang asked, "My father believes in you so much, but you are Wen Xize's person. You listened to Wen Xize's order and put cartilage powder in his wine. Are you worthy of my father?"

Huijue looked at the beads in his hand: "This string of Buddhist beads has been with me for more than ten years. It is a gift given to me by Marquis Qu. In the past ten years, I have been in an endless hell with the Buddhist beads in my hand. In fact, from the moment I poisoned me, this world has become my hell. Unfortunately, I have no choice. If the Qu family is not destroyed, Yingsi will be destroyed that day..."

"Huijue, the evil he has done will be repaid after all." Qu Hanjiang asked, "You can't help but make the Qu family pay the price?"

Blood spilled along the corner of Huijue's mouth, and Qu Hanjiang's heart was motionless.

"I should have died long ago. I can't dirty your hands anymore. Today I can see the orphans of the Qu family. I have no regrets in my life." Huijue fell down slowly, "A person like me is destined to go to hell after death, but there is no reason not to pay back the debt..."

Looking at Huijue who was so angry, Qu Hanjiang felt nothing. Huijue chose to commit suicide, but because of guilt.

The next day, Wen Xize received the news from Wen Zhiyuan. Huijue passed away last night, and at the same time, there was a piece of paper with strange patterns next to him.

Wen Xize looked at the pattern painted on the paper and handed it to Fu Sheng next to him: "Fu Sheng, look at the pattern on this, is it similar to the pattern on Li Sheng when he died?"

Fu Sheng looked at the pattern: "This pattern does look familiar." The more Fu Sheng looked, the more he became, the more he was wrong. "This pattern seemed to be printed on the Zhu family genealogy."

"Zhu Family?" Wen Xize took the drawing paper again and looked at it. The more he looked, the more he looked, "Concubine Rong!"

"Your Majesty, could someone deliberately frame Concubine Rong?" Fu Sheng asked.

Wen Xize thought for a while: "During this period, please pay attention to the situation on Concubine Rong. There were only a few people who knew the inside story, and they all died. If you said it wasn't Concubine Rong, who would it be?"

Wen Xize's eyes fell on Fu Sheng, and Fu Sheng was shocked. The emperor was doubting himself.

Indeed, those who knew about the Qu family and the Zhu family were Li Sheng, Huijue, Rong Fei, Wen Xize and himself. Now Li Sheng and Huijue are dead, so only he and Rong Fei can be suspected. If Rong Fei hadn't done it, wouldn't he be the only one left?

"Your Majesty, I am worried that someone else would know what happened back then." Fu Sheng replied, "I am loyal to you and will never betray you."

"So I asked you to look at Concubine Rong more."

"Yes!" Fu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who is the other side of Yingsi that day, who is suitable to be the abbot?" Wen Xize asked.

Fu Sheng thought for a while and replied, "Then only Ji Ming and Taoism are united."

"It's really time for Huijue to die." Wen Xize was a little angry. He finally trained a person in Tianying Temple. Unexpectedly, he died as soon as he became the abbot. He just hoped that Ji Ming and Daohe would not disappoint him.

Soon, Wen Zhiyuan received the news from Wen Xize, and he and Lianzhi went to see Daohe and Jiming respectively.

Ji Ming seemed to have expected Lianzhi to come and invited her in: "Crown Princess."

There was almost nothing in Jiming's Zen room. After Lian Zhi came in, he didn't even have a place to sit, so he could only stand.

Lianzhi looked at Ji Ming. Perhaps in this Tianying Temple, only he is truly a pure mind and few desires, and a practitioner of Buddhism and Taoism.

"Master Jiming, I believe you already know the purpose of this palace coming to you today."

Judging from Ji Ming's open-mindedness, he could definitely guess that Lian Zhi came to him for the next abbot.

As Lianzhi expected, Ji Ming refused: "I have long since wanted to take care of the common affairs in the temple. The prince and the princess respect me. I am very happy, but I am ashamed of the abbot's position."

Lianzhi did not force it: "I understand."

Lianzhi left without stopping for a long time. Looking at the door that was closed again, Ji Ming shook his head. He could see everything clearly, but could not save Huijue.

He could not save it from the affairs of the Qu family and the Zhu family back then, or the affairs of Tianying Temple now. Since that is the case, he could only stay out of the matter and practice his Buddhist path with peace of mind!

Lian Zhi walked back and happened to meet Wen Zhiyuan: "It seems that he is a Taoist mercy?"

Wen Zhiyuan nodded: "He promised me that Tianying Temple will never be involved in the battle for the throne, but will always be loyal to the emperors of Western Chu."

"This should be the best ending." Lian Zhi didn't understand why Huijue passed away suddenly, but Huijue's passing may not be a good thing for her and Wen Zhiyuan's situation.

"The matter at Tianying Temple is over. We will be able to return to the palace in the next two days." Wen Zhiyuan looked at Lianzhi, "In a few days it will be the birthday of his father, and the palace should have already started to prepare in advance."

"I heard from Gu Shiqi that Wen Zhiyan kept making small moves after he returned. I was afraid that he wanted to take advantage of this birthday." Lian Zhi was a little worried, "Concubine Rong didn't know when he had contact with Wen Zhiyan, it should be for Wen Miqing's marriage."

"What should come will always come." Wen Zhiyuan replied lightly, "And after so long, Wen Zhiyu also found some things that should be found. At this time, Wen Zhiyan had contact with Concubine Rong. What would you think about your father?"

"But the emperor said that he would not see Wen Zhiyu again."

"As the son that Wen Zhiyu once loved the most, do you think his father can really ignore him?"

Lian Zhi understood what Wen Zhiyuan meant. She suddenly remembered another thing and asked hesitantly: "Did you know long ago that I am not Dongxia's princess?"

Wen Zhiyuan did not hide it and nodded directly: "That's right."

"Actually, I was a killer around Fan Ninghuai. Later, Dongxia and Xichu wanted to marry each other. Lin Wanyang was unwilling to marry each other, so Fan Ninghuai let me come." Lianzhi said calmly, but Wen Zhiyuan heard the difficulties: "Can he give up you easily like this?"

"Yes, I didn't expect him to give up me so easily. But I'm also very glad that it was because of his giving up that I met you."

In fact, Wen Zhiyuan had guessed Lian Zhi's identity before, but he didn't dare to think about the killer. A killer, his past life was dark.

If the Qu family had not changed, Lian Zhi would still be the third lady of the Qu family, Qu Hanyi, who was so glorious, and would never have become a killer.

Lian Zhi continued: "I was wandering on the streets of Dongxia, and it was Fan Ninghuai who brought me back to the royal palace. I was very grateful to him at that time. In order to repay him, I tried my best to be the best. It was actually not easy to be the killer he relied on the most, but I did it, so I was very confident and would never be abandoned by him. But I didn't expect that no matter how powerful the killer was, it would not be irreplaceable. When interests conflicted, the killer would always be the one that could be abandoned."

Lian Zhi couldn't even remember those pasts, perhaps because he had forgotten the coldness and darkness of the past because he had been bathed in the sun for too long.

Wen Zhiyuan suddenly hugged Lianzhi tightly: "For me, you are irreplaceable. No matter what your identity is, you are my only one."

Lian Zhi surrounded Wen Zhiyuan's waist: "I believe in you, I trust you a long time ago. So no matter how many dangers there are, I will come to you without hesitation. As long as you don't leave me, I will never give up on the road ahead!"
Chapter completed!