I flicked the rosary beads in my hand one by one, and my heart seemed to be infected by the solemn atmosphere and became silent.
After entering the palace, or perhaps after falling in love with Murong Xiao, this was the first time that I felt completely at peace in my heart.
I didn’t understand before why those unfavored concubines preferred to worship Buddha instead of competing for favor, but now I completely understand.
What I’m looking for is peace and quiet, and what I’m looking for is spiritual sustenance.
"Empress," Ning'er sighed and glanced at Xu Lin. Ever since she hanged herself that day, she seemed to have become a different person. Apart from chanting sutras and worshiping Buddha, she never thought about anything else.
Perhaps this is a real good thing for Xu Lin, but this style is completely different from the sudden change of the former tiger girl, due to the huge blow she received.
"A message came from the general. He promised to stand up for the emperor and will never allow the emperor to wrong the emperor." Ning'er saw that Xu Lin didn't say anything and replied directly.
Xu Lin was slightly shocked. After seeing through the world, she could naturally understand that her father was forced to do this out of helplessness. Murong Xiao must have thought that except for the country and that woman, nothing could have a place in his heart.
Worrying
But Xu Lin understood her father's skills and was able to guard the border for many years. Hu people were frightened by this news. Such people are definitely not simple. For some reason, Xu Lin became worried about Murong Xiao. Her heart that thought she had calmed down was moved again.
"Ning'er, I'm going to see the emperor, hurry up," Xu Lin said anxiously. On one side was her father and on the other was her husband. Xu Lin didn't want to see them fighting with each other.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor has decreed a ban, you can't leave this Yunyi Palace." Ning'er said it clearly, seemingly mercilessly, but it made Xu Lin wake up.
Yes, so what if I tell Murong Xiao, can I stop my father from fighting with Murong Xiao?
Xu Lin smiled self-deprecatingly, feeling extremely helpless and turned around and knelt down in front of the Buddha statue again.
"Ning'er, go down. You don't have to tell me such things in the future. You can worship Buddha and chant sutras. I just want a quiet environment."
Seeing Xu Lin like this, Ning'er couldn't say anything more and resigned without mentioning anything.
Murong Shun in the South Hall has been awake all night for the past few days.
I was thinking about Qin Wan'er worriedly, but I couldn't get the information, but there was nothing I could do about it.
That day, he asked Ling Qingyun to pass his token to his master. For several days, there was no news, which inevitably made Murong Shun even more anxious.
"The moonlight is just right. I can't tell that you are still in a good mood. Enjoy the moonlight and relax. Not bad, not bad." A lukewarm voice came from behind Murong Shun.
Murong Shun was overjoyed and turned around to see that it was Ling Qingyun who had returned from outside. With Murong Xiao's acquiescence, it was not difficult to enter and exit the heavily guarded South Hall. But what Murong Xiao probably never expected was
, Ling Qingyun is already Murong Shun’s man
"Have you given the token to Master?" Murong Shun asked, his tone somewhat anxious.
Ling Qingyun gave a faint expression of kindness, but his face was still cold. Between him and Murong Shun, both of them seemed to like to use silence to challenge each other's patience, but it was obvious that Murong Shun, who was the most respected person in the world, was far more determined.