The figure hiding in the dark corner and observing suddenly tightened his hands and his knuckles trembled. His ice-purple eyes looked through the small holes at that beautiful and outstanding figure, bursting with anger.
The fragrance of pine nuts? It is indeed this fragrance. Yi Fangfei smelled it and walked towards the dark place.
The figure in the dark corner immediately shrank back and left quickly.
Why is it gone? The smell that came from here just now, why did it suddenly disappear? Yi Fangfei wanted to explore further.
"What's wrong? Miss Wanrou." Wu Fengxuan looked at her behavior a little strangely.
Yi Fangfei's expression was stern. "No, it's nothing. Let's go for a walk." She glanced behind her, her brows floating.
"Okay." Wu Fengxuan had no doubt that he had it, and he followed Yi Fangfei and stepped out.
Behind him, Long Si said indifferently: "My lord, if you don't know how to restrain yourself, will the princess become suspicious?"
Wu Fengying looked at the two figures side by side in the distance, his purple eyes darkened by three points, and he remained silent.
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At night, inside the gauze cigarette tent, her pretty face was frowning. She slept extremely uneasily. She murmured from time to time. "Mist, mist, don't go, mist, mist--"
Dressed in an elegant purple robe, it fell silently in front of her bed.
He quietly stared at Yi Fangfei, who was disturbed by nightmares, with a hint of heartache and pity floating in his ice-purple eyes.
"Fei'er, wait a little longer, wait for me, okay?" He stretched out his hand sympathetically and touched her thin chin, his eyes softening.
In the haze, she seemed to feel a gentle call, and her frown gradually opened and unfolded.
Suddenly, she was sweating and her face was distorted. "Ah!" She yelled and suddenly woke up from the nightmare. She looked up and looked around, but there was nothing.
Only, there was still a faint fragrance of pine nuts in the air, which had not completely dissipated. When it reached her nose, she was shocked for a moment.
This was the third time, the third time she smelled this fragrance. Yesterday when she was in a coma, she vaguely remembered smelling it once. She smelled it again when she was in the mourning hall in the morning.
Now, this fragrance still lingers in the air, and she can't smell it wrong. If she remembers correctly, this fragrance should be the fragrance of Wu Fengying's body. It is faint and resembles a sweet herb - purple water chestnut.
!
A flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind, and Yi Fangfei's face changed drastically. Isn't purple water chestnut the most important medicinal ingredient in the antidote formula to relieve Thousand Miles of Red?
Then, then——
Can she judge whether Wu Fengying is still alive?
Unexpectedly, a face that lost control in the wind and rain was printed in my mind, a face that was confused and crazy.
Long Si! Yes, that’s Long Si. His expression was wrong. If Wu Fengying really died, he should not have that cold look.
She finally found the weird place.
At that time, she only knew that people in the room told her that he had already gone, so she did not check at all whether the motionless boy sleeping on the bed was Wu Fengying himself, or in other words, even if it was him,
She doesn't know if he is really dead?
The more Yifangfei thought about it, the more she felt that her inference was correct. The more she thought about it, the brighter her pupils became.
That's right, Wu is definitely not dead, he is by his side.
But what puzzled her was that since he was alive, why would he fake his death?
She was lost in thought, her light eyebrows slightly raised. Suddenly, a big hand slapped her thigh. She understood! The reason why Wu wanted to fake his death must be to buy time to remove the Thousand Miles Red Thread on him, and to let the Queen, the Eighth Prince and the others
Relax your guard.
But hasn't this guy thought about the way back? When he wants to return from the gate of life and death, how should he come back? Isn't he worried that a dead person suddenly jumping out will make the people more sure that he is a monster?
No, she couldn't let him be burdened with such terrible rumors again.
If that was his plan, then she must help him complete it smoothly.
Since this dynasty believes in superstition so much, then she should use superstition to deal with superstition.
In the night, the blurry moonlight was shining, Yi Fangfei clenched her hands, her eyes were clear and firm, she looked up to the moon and swore, Yi Fangfei, come on! You can definitely do it.
The sky is slightly hazy and drizzle is falling.
This is a good weather and a good opportunity. After Yi Fangfei filled her empty five-viscera temple, she asked Xiaolan.
"Xiaolan, which temple near the imperial city has the most aura?"
Xiaolan looked at the princess in surprise. The princess seemed to be in better spirits. "Princess, the Yunyin Temple twenty miles away from here is the most auspicious. Generally, if someone in the family is sick or something bad happens, they will go there to ask for a signature.
It is said that they all respond to requests and are very effective."
"Okay, I understand. You go immediately to prepare incense, candles, snacks, and silver coins. I will start from Prince Rui's Mansion and kneel down three times and kowtow to Yunyin Temple." Yi Fangfei decided.
"Princess——" Xiaolan exclaimed.
"Your prince gave me a dream last night, saying that his wandering soul is still wandering in the underworld. If I am sincere and get the Guanyin Fairy Water from Lingguang Temple, he will have a chance to return to the world within seven days. So,
Regardless of whether the dream is true or not, as long as there is one ten thousandth chance, I will give it a try." There is no reason to change what Yi Fangfei decided.
"Princess!" Xiaolan looked at Yi Fangfei worriedly. Could it be that the princess was too sad, so she did it now——
"Xiaolan, don't stop me, just support me." Yi Fangfei looked at Xiaolan seriously. "Actually, there is a precedent for me to do this. Let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, a scholar fell in love with a rich man.
The rich girl, they were in love and vowed to be in love with each other. But the rich girl's father disliked poverty and loved the rich. He broke them up abruptly and wanted to marry his daughter to the son of the prefect. The scholar vomited blood and died because of excessive grief. That girl
Miss Qianjin originally wanted to die with the scholar, but the scholar had a dream at night and told Miss Qianjin that as long as she kowtows three times at a time, starts from home, kneels down to the hall of the temple, and lights three incense sticks for him, then he will die.
It’s time to come back. Miss Qianjin really did this for her beloved husband. She knelt down in front of the spiritual seedling with blood stains on her face. Just as she was about to light the resurrecting incense, Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly appeared to save the suffering. She said that her emotions moved the heavens and that the heavens were merciful.
I was willing to help them fulfill their wishes. So the rich lady received the immortal water from Guanyin Bodhisattva and saved the scholar. Afterwards, the rich girl’s father also accepted the scholar because of the good fate given by God.”
"Princess, is there really such a story?" Xiaolan asked dubiously.
"Yes, as long as you believe, as long as your heart is sincere enough, you will be able to move the heavens and get what you want." When Yifangfei said this, she looked confident and her face was shining.
When Xiaolan saw the princess acting like this, she immediately believed her. She hurriedly went down to arrange incense candles, snacks, and silver coins.
Outside the window, the rain was pattering down, and the wind was blowing wildly.
Yi Fangfei ordered Xiao Lan and Xiao Hong to each carry two white lanterns and scatter pieces of paper in front of them, calling on Wu Fengying's soul. She knelt in the rain, kowtowed three times at a time, and her forehead made a sweet sound.
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Originally, on this rainy day, no one would come out to walk on the street.
But no one knew who got the news, and people took to the streets one after another. They saw that Yi Fangfei's forehead was bruised and stained with blood, and she was soaked to the skin.
They first watched coldly, but then they were gradually infected by Yi Fangfei's sincerity. They walked beside her one after another, encouraging her.
A woman wanted to hold an umbrella for her, but she refused.
"Thank you, sister-in-law, but no need. Since God chose to let me show my sincerity in such weather, I must be sincere and not be careless in the slightest." As she said this, she kowtowed respectfully.
Every step, every kowtow, she did not slack off in the slightest, she was very neat and followed the absolute standard of respectful etiquette.
Seeing her suffering in the violent storm, a figure in the crowd couldn't help it. He wanted to rush over, but was held back by a dirty figure.
"What she did is the best opportunity for you to come back, so you have to be patient. You must be patient. She will be fine. She can do it. You have to believe in her!" Qingming's eyes showed a clear understanding of the world.
It's clear.
He held back the burning tears in his eyes, held his hands tightly, and pinched them into his palms without feeling any pain. In his blurred vision, the elegant white figure and the mud-stained face were deeply touched.
The ground stung his eyes and his heart.
However, he could only watch as she knelt forward three times, without taking action or stopping her. He gritted his teeth and turned around, and he slowly disappeared from the crowd.
In the rain, Yi Fangfei's lips turned blue and her legs were numb.
She still leaned forward and knocked respectfully on the cold stone floor, dong dong dong—dong dong dong—
The day has passed and night has fallen!
Yi Fangfei, covered in blood, finally fell to the feet of Yunyin Temple. Accompanying her were the crowds of common people, and there were tears in their eyes at this moment.
Yi Fangfei climbed 326 steps along the stone steps, step by step, before entering the main hall of Yunyin Temple.
I don't know when the rain stopped.
Yi Fangfei, who was exhausted but had shining eyes, knelt in front of the Buddha statue. She put her hands together and murmured: "Guanyin Bodhisattva, who saves the suffering, please bless him to come back, bless him to come back! The daughter of the people is here.
I begged."
I don't know if it's her imagination.
The Buddha statue glowed with such brilliant golden light that it made people unable to open their eyes.
The loud and broad voice echoed in the air.
"Your sincerity and affection go to God. Everyone has the virtue to live a good life. If you believe in what you want, I will give you your wish. Go back, he will be waiting for you at home."
The sound dissipates and the Buddha's light gradually disappears.
Although Yifangfei's method was a little weird, at the moment, she knew that if she had achieved this step, she must continue to do it. So, she knelt down happily and thanked: "I would like to thank Guanyin Bodhisattva for your mercy, thank you, thank you!"
She burst into tears with excitement.
When the people who followed saw this scene, they all exclaimed.
"Avalokiteśvara Bodhisattva has appeared, appeared!"
Yi Fangfei stood up and smiled as she faced the cheers of the people.
She did it, finally did it!
As soon as her body relaxed, her eyes suddenly went dark and she fainted.