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Chapter Eleven I Will Marry You

The next day.

After being tormented like this by Li'er in the middle of the night, I couldn't sleep at all, so I simply listened to my mother and got up and went to Huaiyuan Temple in the morning, and went back early.

I picked a plain loquat cardigan and my own modified wide culottes, and tied a bow at the waist at an angle. When I walked in lotus steps, no one could tell that they were pants. I picked up the incense basket and wiped it.

The red cinnabar and paper scraps of money paper on it walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion under the hazy blue sky. There were already vendors setting up stalls on the street to prepare for the new day's business. Some stalls buying breakfast were already filled with smoke and soy milk.

The aroma of the soup combined with the richness of the soup dumplings flowed on the street. The boats on the Jinjiang River were moored there quietly. Without the hustle and bustle of the night and the extravagance, it felt a little more peaceful and otherworldly.

Turning around and looking south, Huaiyuan Temple stands tall, bright red and yellow, with clear Sanskrit sounds, covering the entire imperial city as a symbol of peace and harmony. The Zhou and Jin dynasties have attached great importance to Buddhism, from princes and generals to the common people, and have paid great attention to Buddhism.

It is extremely respected, and Huaiyuan Temple was named a royal temple because of its special geographical conditions and long history of hundreds of years.

I have to say that I didn’t believe this before I traveled through time. I just felt that Buddhism is an important spiritual culture in China. In addition to carrying a long history, those ancient Zen temples have unique and different architectural structures that are precious to mankind.

Wealth. When the history teacher in the second grade of junior high school talked about Buddhism, what he said the most was that the feudal aristocrats used their thoughts to mentally control and fool the people.

However, after experiencing time travel, rebirth and the so-called Queen of Hell in the darkness, I have to believe that there are indeed some puzzling and unknown mysterious forces in this world.

Walking across the river embankment, you will see Prince Ning’s Mansion in front of you.

Thinking of the chaos and confusion of the day before, I quickened my pace in confusion. The door of the palace opened, and I saw a carriage parked in front of the door from a distance. Ning Yuanjue was wearing an off-white dragon gown, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, and he walked away in a hurry.

Come out. Quickly turn your face to one side, hug the incense basket tightly, and walk against the wall.

The servant placed the carved red lacquered horse stool neatly beside the carriage and helped him into the carriage. When he looked up, he opened his mouth and laughed as if he had discovered something, and shouted: "Cousin! Where are you going so early?"

I was startled, my heart was in my throat. I wanted to run quickly, but my feet stopped and I stood there as if I was lost. I comforted myself with self-deception, I didn’t hear it! There was no sound, I didn’t hear it.

Any sound, hallucination!

"Hey! Do you want me to call out my cousin's name?" Ning Yuanjue grinned with a harmless look on his face.

I walked towards him with a dry smile, smiled slightly, and called softly: "Good morning, Your Majesty!"

"Morning?!" he yelled exaggeratedly. He bent down and saw the incense basket hidden behind my back and said, "You should go to Huaiyuan Temple earlier than me?"

He came close to me, his white eyes were white, and his brain was buzzing with rejection signals. He stretched out his hand to separate the distance from him. When he lowered his head, he saw that even his shoes were white with blue trim. He turned his head, held the incense basket in his arms and said buzzingly.

: "Well, I'll burn incense and ask for a fortune."

"Asking for a fortune sign? Marriage fortune sign? Haha, Zi Peichun's heart is moved." Ning Yuanjue's smile widened even wider, and he lowered his head and stared at me.

"Hey! What's none of your business!" He took a few steps back and stood in the corner and said, "I'm upset, I have something to do. I'm asking Bodhisattva to bless me and help me resolve the disaster."

"Oh, are you still thinking about that?" He became serious, looked sideways at the waiting guards, chuckled, reached out and pinched my nose: "It's better to ask Bodhisattva for this than me, my cousin! Don't worry,

He has been busy these past two days, and he has long forgotten about you. If I can't find you, be good and go back to sleep."

I stared at him with wide eyes, and then thought of the actions of Zijin and Prime Minister Liu last night. I looked at him suspiciously and pretended to be relieved: "That's good. If my sister knows about this, I have to kill her."

No. How will I get married in the future?"

His black eyes were bright and curved into crescent moons as he said: "Zipei, I will marry you! I just thought that no one would want you in the future, so I accepted you out of humiliation, okay?"

Looking at his frivolous appearance and disgusting white color, his heart was beating like a drum inexplicably when he should be disgusted, his cheeks were burning crimson, he waved his hands, and ran away with the incense basket in his arms as if in panic.


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