Chu Ling left the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple and went directly to the palace.
There were several people around her, some were wearing purple robes with white faces and no beards, or some were wearing green robes. They were men and women, old and young.
They all stayed and waited outside the gate of the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple. When Chu Ling came out, they immediately formed a tight protective circle.
In order not to embarrass them, Chu Ling avoided the bustling Zhuque Avenue and walked through the alley.
She didn't think much about visiting Suzaku Avenue.
Walking around Zhuque Avenue alone is not interesting, but it is really interesting when you are with Xu Qingluo and others.
She walked lightly through two alleys and arrived at a wide avenue.
This avenue is paved with white jade, is ten feet wide, and is spotless. There is a chamberlain sweeping every hundred meters.
Empty, flat and clean.
This avenue is the emperor's special avenue, called Royal Street.
Outsiders are not allowed to walk.
Chu Ling didn't care about this, she stepped on the smooth imperial road, feeling the smoothness and flexibility of the white jade, and she felt happy.
The guards shook their heads helplessly, but could not stop it.
Who allowed her to be favored? If it were anyone else, she wouldn't have the courage to follow the emperor's royal path.
Chu Ling followed the royal road unobstructed, arrived at the Forbidden Palace, and went straight to the Antai Palace, waving to a young and smart little chamberlain.
The young chamberlain was wearing a purple robe, standing at the foot of the eighteen steps of Antai Palace with his sleeves folded. When he saw Chu Ling coming, he hurriedly went up to greet her.
"Zhou An, what is your father doing?"
"I have met Her Royal Highness the Fifteenth Princess." Zhou An hurriedly bowed and saluted, and lowered his voice and said, "I am talking to His Royal Highness Prince Duan."
"No outsiders?"
"Yes, all the husbands have gone out just now."
"Okay, I'll go over and take a look." Chu Ling waved her jade hands and walked straight in.
Zhou An hurriedly followed and followed suit: "Your Highness, how about the minister go in and report it?"
Chu Ling suddenly stopped, thought for a while, turned around and walked back.
Zhou An was startled and quickly followed him.
Chu Ling glanced at him and said: "I'm going to the queen mother's place. After my father met the second brother, he asked him to come over."
"...Yes." Zhou An reluctantly agreed: "I will report it to the emperor."
Chu Ling waved her jade hands and walked towards the queen.
The queen is opening a vegetable garden in her palace.
She wears simple clothes, with a touch of pink and white, and a commoner's hairpin.
However, she was naturally beautiful, and even the commoner clothes and jade hairpin could not hide her beauty and noble grace, which was different from ordinary peasant women.
"Mother, is this...?"
"You said the vegetables you grow yourself are more delicious, so I'll try to open two vegetable gardens."
"Mother, it's winter now."
"Didn't you say that the vegetable garden in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple is still growing?"
"They were watering it with divine water, so of course it's different."
"We also use divine water."
"Such luxury?"
"Diluting the divine water and saving one or two cups a day should also be effective." The queen smiled and said: "At most, it won't work, and it doesn't matter. If you are idle, you are idle."
"That's true." Chu Ling nodded: "It is indeed more interesting to grow vegetables than to be bored."
"Why did you come back so early today?" The queen stood up and left the vegetable garden, took the towel handed by the maid in colorful clothes, and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead: "The sun is rising in the west, are you willing to come back so early?"
Usually, she would not return to the palace until dark, as if she had to come back only as a last resort, and she would have to wait for her to come back even after having dinner.
"I have something to do with my father." Chu Ling took the queen's arm, came to the pavilion, and personally made tea and handed it to her.
The queen took it and took a sip: "Master still refuses to see us?"
"Well, I refuse." Chu Ling shook her head: "It's no use even if I try to talk, I just won't agree."
"Then don't force yourself anymore." The queen said, "When your ninth brother left, he still told you not to go to the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple."
"Brother Ninth just has nothing to worry about!" Chu Ling said angrily: "When will he come back?"
"He cares about you." The queen smiled and said, "He said he was going back to have a look, and he will come back soon."
The two said some more words, and the queen soon smiled.
Chu Ling has the unique ability to make people happy. Saying a few words to her will make you feel better, relaxed and joyful.
As soon as they finished drinking a cup of tea, Emperor Chu Xiong came rushing in.
"Father——!" Chu Ling jumped out of the pavilion lightly, landed in front of Chu Xiong, and took his arm.
Chu Xiong has a tall and strong figure, a fair and gentle face with a Chinese character, a faint glimmer of light, his eyes are like cold stars, and his demeanor is calm and intimidating.
However, his appearance is only a little eye-catching when walking on the street. It is difficult to imagine that he is the king of a country, the emperor of Daqian.
He looked solemn. When he saw Chu Ling, his cold eyes suddenly contained a smile, and his serious face turned into a smile.
He came into the small pavilion with a smile. The queen stood up to greet him and said with a smile: "Is this girl coming back early?"
"It's rare." Chu Xiong sat down, took the tea cup handed by the queen, and took a sip: "You asked Zhou An to deliver the news, why? Is there any major military and national affairs?"
Chu Ling chuckled and took out the letter from her arms and handed it to Chu Xiong: "Father, this is what Monk Fakong asked me to give to you, Father."
Chu Xiong was startled: "Fakong?"
"Yes." Chu Ling nodded: "He also told me solemnly that I was not allowed to peek, but I saw that he didn't write a few words."
Chu Xiong pondered for a moment.
The Queen whispered: "Your Majesty, don't you open it and take a look?"
Chu Xiong shook his head: "Fakong should know the rules, but I didn't expect to break them first."
"What's the rule?" Chu Ling asked curiously: "Writing a letter to my father is breaking the rules?"
"Well, we broke the tacit understanding." Chu Xiong nodded: "But look at what he wrote, it must be something unusual."
He is afraid of Fa Kong's magical power. Fa Kong can exist, but cannot appear in front of him.
This is the rule he set.
Including that Fa Kong cannot participate in royal affairs, cannot get involved in national affairs, and cannot contact him.
Now that Fakong has taken the lead in breaking the tacit understanding and rules, there must be something important.
He tore open the envelope, took out the letter and unfolded it. When he saw the words on it, his face sank slightly.
Although Chu Ling was favored, he was usually careless and unruly, but at this time, he was very observant and never interfered in the affairs of the court or ignored the affairs of the court.
She didn't peek, just stared at the emperor's face.
The same goes for the queen.
From the look on his face, the two of them saw that it was obviously something unusual.
As an emperor, I have seen so many ups and downs that I have become numb, my heart has become calm, and my face will not change easily.
Chu Ling looked at him carefully: "Father, did he scold you in the letter?"
Chu Xiong shook his head: "You girl, you can think of everything in your head!"
Chu Ling said with a smile: "Then what happened? What big thing happened? We can't know, right?"
"Well, it's okay if you don't know." Chu Xiong said.
The queen said softly: "Master Fakong is a person who knows what to measure. If it is not a very urgent and important matter, he will not write to you, the emperor, right?"
"...Yes." Chu Xiong nodded slowly.
"Oh, Father, just forget it if you don't tell me. I'll go play first." Chu Ling stood up and left.
Chu Xiong said: "Aren't you really curious?"
"Father, you won't tell me, and the monk won't tell me either. What's the use of my curiosity?" Chu Ling said, "I still want to continue practicing."
"Practice..." Chu Xiong nodded lightly: "Practice is good. You can't neglect your practice at any time. You really haven't been lazy these days."
"Father, do you think I'm fooling around under the guise of practicing martial arts?" Chu Ling said proudly: "You didn't expect that I really practiced martial arts, right?"
Chu Xiong smiled.
After saying a few words to Chu Ling, he felt relaxed and no longer as heavy and depressed as before.
Chu Ling said: "There's nothing I can do about it. Even though I'm playful, Qingluo and the others are all lunatics in martial arts, so I can only practice together."
"Well, let's go then." Chu Xiong said.
Chu Ling bowed and smiled at the queen: "Mother, I will come back after dinner tonight. You don't have to wait for me. Lin Feiyang's cooking skills are getting better and better, even better than the royal chef in the palace."
"You girl!" the queen said angrily: "You are not allowed to eat dinner outside, you must come back to eat!"
"...Okay." Chu Ling reluctantly agreed.
Seeing the resolute look on her mother's face, she agreed.
After Chu Ling left lightly, the queen looked at Chu Xiong.
Chu Xiong waved his hand.
The surrounding maids and chamberlains immediately retreated.
Outside the palace, only Chu Xiong and the queen were sitting in a small pavilion.
The whole palace suddenly became empty and deserted.
Such a large palace is really not suitable for a small number of people.
Chu Xiong handed the letter to the queen: "Take a look."
The queen took it solemnly. After reading those few words, her face changed slightly, and her eyebrows were furrowed: "Your Majesty, this..."
"I don't believe it either." Chu Xiong sighed: "I don't want to believe it either!"
"...Have neither the Green-clothed Foreign Secretary nor the Qianlong Guard heard about this news?" the queen said softly.
Chu Xiong slowly shook his head.
"Where is the enshrinement of Qin...?" The queen hesitated.
Qin Qianli, the old prison master of Qin Tian Prison, was enshrined in the Forbidden Palace. Over the years, he has never given up on Qin Tian Prison's mental training, and his fire has become more and more profound.
He can observe the sky and know the future bad luck.
"He never told me about this."
"I heard from Ling'er that Master Fakong's magic can pass through people," the queen said softly: "My mother and I have always been curious and wanted to learn a lesson for ourselves to see if it was an exaggeration or a myth, or if it was real, magical powers.
After all, it is a legend. Your Majesty, are you also half-convinced about magical powers?"
Chu Xiong shook his head.
Seeing him like this, the queen knew that she still disagreed with her meeting Master Fakong, and said softly: "Neither Green-clothed Foreign Secretary nor Qianlong Guard noticed it, and Qin Gongfeng didn't find it either. So did Master Fakong see it through his magical power?
clairvoyance..."
"Who knows." Chu Xiong was noncommittal.
The queen said: "However, Master Fakong is extremely calm and acts with stability as the main priority..."
"Feng'er, do you think what Master Fakong said is true?"
"Why did Master Fakong lie to you, Your Majesty? It will do no harm, right?" The queen said softly: "Unless he is mistaken, but..."
She shook her head gently: "Master, he is a person who seeks stability. I'm afraid he won't say it easily if he is not sure about this kind of thing."
"Yes——!" Chu Xiong let out a long sigh and looked up at the sky.
The sun in the sky was bright, but he didn't feel any warmth at all. Looking at the white snow on the top of the palace, he couldn't help but feel silent, his thoughts drifting away.