Liu Lifengran was very cold, but his embrace was warm. His arms went around Jiang Suxi's neck and clasped the back of her head, so that Jiang Suxi's face could only be pressed against his chest.
The powerful heartbeat beat steadily, and Jiang Suxi's tired and sore body gradually relaxed, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she slowly fell asleep.
I don't know why he appeared here, I don't know why he shared a bed with her, I don't know what he wanted to do, but as long as he didn't come to kill her, then I'll be at ease.
The scariest person will become the safest person if he doesn't want to harm you.
After Jiang Suxi fell asleep, Liu Lifengran's closed eyes opened, like the North Star on the horizon, shining brightly in the darkness. He lowered his head and looked at the outline of Jiang Suxi's face carefully.
For a long time, the soft voice was almost inaudible: "Woman, it seems that this king is a little pleased with you?" He pressed a kiss on her forehead, and his tone suddenly turned cruel: "If you dare to betray me, I will
I will personally send you to hell!"
With a faint smile, Liuli Fengran said again: "I didn't know that Su Xi's charm was so great, but the first time we met, he made him give you all the owner's tokens."
"Miss, are you up?" Jiang Suxi was in a daze when she heard Suqin calling softly.
"Yes," he responded, and suddenly remembered something. Jiang Suxi's body was ejected from the quilt like a slingshot. Only then did he realize that there was no longer Liuli Fengran around him, and there was only a faint trace of his own in the air.
aroma.
She breathed a sigh of relief and her thoughts wandered. That night, she slept so sweetly that she didn't even have a light dream. Was it because of him?
"Miss, I have another day of rituals today and I have to go back. Just now, the master sent a maid over to say that if Miss is willing, she can go to the Buddhist temple to ask for a signature. This signature from Wenhua Temple is very effective.
." Suqin said with interest while putting the handkerchief in the basin and soaking it in water.
So, on a cool afternoon, Jiang Suxi took Suqin, followed by an iceberg-faced Mufeng, into the popular side hall of Wenhua Temple.
The person guarding the bucket is a fair-skinned young monk, standing under the Buddha statue, with his hands clasped together, looking pious.
Jiang Su has always taken things like fate lightly. Destiny comes and goes, and whether you get it or not, you have to rely on your own efforts. If you work hard, you will have no regrets. Right or wrong depends on your heart.
Shaking it casually, a slender bamboo stick fell to the ground. Suqin picked it up quickly and looked at it, but frowned: "It's strange, miss, there is nothing on this stick except this thin stroke of ink."
ah."
Jiang Suxi took it over and looked at it. Sure enough, the bamboo stick seemed to have been around for some time. It was a simple yellow-brown color and someone had painted a stroke of ink from the beginning to the end in the middle.
It was probably a useless sign, Jiang Suxi thought, and was about to throw the sign away, so as not to disturb the mind of the person who asked for the sign later. When he raised his head, he saw the young monk's round eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.
Staring at the bamboo stick in her hand, she was trembling violently as she spoke.
"Giving...donor, this lot...emperor..."
The young monk suddenly turned around and shouted to the right: "Master...Master...Emperor..."
"Huijing, how can a monk be so panicked?" The door of the hut on the right opened, and the old Buddhist man with a kind face came out, glanced at Jiang Suxi, and said gently: "Donor, this lot can be given to me.
Take a look?"
Jiang Suxi frowned slightly. I am afraid that this sign is not a useless sign, but has some merits. Without saying much, he handed the sign directly to the old monk.
"What are you asking for?" The old monk looked at the bamboo stick for a while, with a look of compassion in his eyes. Jiang Suxi could clearly see it, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.
"Marriage, of course it is marriage!" Before Jiang Suxi could speak, Suqin shouted happily.
The old monk smiled slightly and said: "There is a shadow of the beautiful lady on the moon. The weather is cloudy and sunny. There are many dangers in the mountains and rivers, but I am so cold with the fragrance of plum blossoms. Donor, if you want a marriage, this will not be your fortune."
"Master, why can't you sign?" Su Qin heard this for the first time and asked in confusion.
"Marriage cannot be forced, and besides, I have no intention of doing it, so I can't do it." Jiang Suxi said calmly, seeming to understand.
But the old monk shook his head: "Donor, fate comes and goes. It was originally determined by fate. You are not a person of this world. You have jumped out of this destiny. You must carefully consider right and wrong, love and hate."
"What do you mean by 'not a person of this world'? Why is my lady not a noble person of this world? You old monk, you are talking nonsense!" Su Qin took the meaning of the old monk's words into consideration and felt that what the old monk said was
It makes no sense, he said angrily.
Jiang Suxi's heart tightened. She was just a soul residing in the daughter of Zuo Xiangfu. Naturally, she was not a person in this world. Her face was a little pale. She bent down and saluted the old monk: "Thank you, Master."
." Then he hurried away.
Mu Feng stood outside the hall and saw Jiang Suxi and Suqin coming out. He glanced back at the bamboo stick in the old monk's hand and followed them.
"Master, this sign is Emperor Phoenix, why didn't you tell her?" Watching Jiang Suxi leave with shining eyes, the young monk's excited heart still did not calm down, and he asked the old monk puzzledly.
"She asked about marriage, not destiny." The old monk said.
"That was not what she asked, it was the benefactor beside her who asked." The young monk refused to comply. He remembered that his master had said that no one had drawn this Emperor Phoenix Lot for hundreds of years.
"Huijing!" The old monk's voice became more serious and said, "Your heart is stained with dust!"
The old monk stared at the bamboo stick in his hand for a while, sighed, and said: "That's all, Huijing, this is your destiny and your calamity. You can return to the secular world with this emperor and phoenix stick. She
I have the fate of the Emperor and Phoenix, but to be with that person... oh, to be the same as the dragon and the phoenix, but it is a calamity of death!"
"Death calamity?" The young monk shook his head vigorously. The master was right. His heart was stained with dust. Just one glance at the beautiful and refined woman disturbed his way of burning incense and worshiping Buddha. He didn't want her to
Death, such a proud and cheerful woman should live happily in this world!
It has been twenty-two years. Back then, he was an abandoned baby who was picked up by his master in the stream at the foot of the mountain. He has lived in Wenhua Temple as a Buddhist disciple for twenty-two years, but only recently did he know that the half-child he carried with him was
What does the blood jade represent?
He was in conflict for several nights, and finally decided to smash the blood jade and worship Buddha for the rest of his life. Let him put aside all ties, look down on the prosperity of the world, turn around and wait quietly for time to pass by.
But at this moment, he felt that he had been in Wenhua Temple for twenty-two years just to wait for the arrival of the woman who had won the lottery of the Emperor and Phoenix.
Buddha said cause and effect, Buddha said fate, wasn't she his cause and his fate? Even though she was not his result, he was willing to give her a try.
The autumn rain, heavy with moisture and cold, seems to be fighting a series of battles that must be won to wash away all the bad things in this world.
Jiang Suxi sat in front of the window, holding on to her robe through the thick rain curtain.
After returning from Wenhua Temple, less than half a month had passed. Jiang Yue'e's funeral was hastily held. It was only said that she had a strange illness and died. Liu Siyu's place became quiet, and there was no movement from Zhao Shumei's place. Everyone in the mansion
, so silently accepted Jiang Suxi’s appointment as the head of the family.
Liuli Fengran still came every night to catch Jiang Suxi practicing martial arts, and Jiang Suxi gradually became less injured.
"These days are like a dream, a little more comfortable." Jiang Suxi said to himself while looking at the rainwater falling in a straight line under the eaves of the corridor.
Su Qin happened to come in, and when she heard her words, her face turned pale: "Miss, the good and comfortable days will be gone soon."
"What's going on?" Jiang Suxi turned her head and asked, seeing that Suqin's serious look did not look like a joke.
Suqin looked at Jiang Suxi with some sadness: "Well, the Sixth Prince is here, and he seems to know that we found someone to play tricks on the Fifth Miss at the last lantern festival."
"Sixth Prince?" Jiang Suxi tilted his head and thought for a long time before he remembered Chu Yunyi's name and appearance: "Oh, it's him."
"The master asked you to go to the lobby." Suqin said again.
Zuo Xiangfu, lobby.
Chu Yunyi wore a plain white robe with gold threads embroidered with auspicious clouds. He sat there with a black cat in his arms. At first glance, it was indeed pleasing to the eye.
Jiang Haochen sat beside him, and when he saw Jiang Suxi coming in with his face covered, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Suxi, come here, I have met the Sixth Prince."
Jiang Suxi stepped forward and saw that Chu Yunyi didn't even raise his eyes to her. He sneered in his heart and bowed respectfully: "Jiang Suxi has met the Sixth Prince and wants to pay his respects to the Sixth Prince."
Hearing the deliberately hoarse voice, Jiang Haochen couldn't help but tremble, and Chu Yunyi's face suddenly showed a look of boredom that he couldn't hide.
"Okay, Prime Minister Zuo, I just came here today to say that a carriage will come to pick up Miss Su Xi into the palace tomorrow. I will leave first." Feeling Jiang Suxi's burning gaze on him, Chu Yunyi
He quickly stood up and left.
It seems that if you take a step too late, you will get into trouble that you can't get rid of.
"Father, what are the Sixth Prince doing here?" After Chu Yunyi left, Jiang Suxi returned to her original voice, took off her veil, and sat on the chair next to Jiang Haochen.
"Su Xi, do you really dislike the Sixth Prince?" Seeing that Jiang Suxi no longer pretended to be pretentious, Jiang Haochen breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "The Sixth Prince is the favorite of many daughters."
"He's just a hypocrite, what's there to like about him?" Jiang Suxi answered honestly.
"Xi'er, don't talk about the Sixth Prince like that," Jiang Haochen was a little angry: "No matter what, the Sixth Prince is your fiancée, not to mention that your marriage to him is a gift from the Emperor."
After thinking about it, Jiang Haochen said again: "That's all, let's wait until you come back from attending the palace banquet tomorrow night!"
It turned out that because of the boredom in the autumn, the queen held a feast in the palace, invited all the princes to participate, and asked these princes to bring their families. Although Jiang Suxi was not one of Chu Yunyi's family members, he was one of the eight.
They have been inseparable for a long time. Chu Yunyi came to Zuo Xiangfu just to ask Jiang Suxi to accompany him to this banquet. Liuli Fengran was very cold, but his arms were warm. His arms were around Jiang Suxi.
Xi's neck clasped the back of her head, so that Jiang Suxi's face could only be pressed against his chest.
The powerful heartbeat beat steadily, and Jiang Suxi's tired and sore body gradually relaxed, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she slowly fell asleep.
I don't know why he appeared here, I don't know why he shared a bed with her, I don't know what he wanted to do, but as long as he didn't come to kill her, then I'll be at ease.
The scariest person will become the safest person if he doesn't want to harm you.
After Jiang Suxi fell asleep, Liu Lifengran's closed eyes opened, like the North Star on the horizon, shining brightly in the darkness. He lowered his head and looked at the outline of Jiang Suxi's face carefully.
For a long time, the soft voice was almost inaudible: "Woman, it seems that this king is a little pleased with you?" He pressed a kiss on her forehead, and his tone suddenly turned cruel: "If you dare to betray me, I will
I will personally send you to hell!"
With a faint smile, Liuli Fengran said again: "I didn't know that Su Xi's charm was so great, but the first time we met, he made him give you all the owner's tokens."
"Miss, are you up?" Jiang Suxi was in a daze when she heard Suqin calling softly.
"Yes," he responded, and suddenly remembered something. Jiang Suxi's body was ejected from the quilt like a slingshot. Only then did he realize that there was no longer Liuli Fengran around him, and there was only a faint trace of his own in the air.
aroma.
She breathed a sigh of relief and her thoughts wandered. That night, she slept so sweetly that she didn't even have a light dream. Was it because of him?
"Miss, I have another day of rituals today and I have to go back. Just now, the master sent a maid over to say that if Miss is willing, she can go to the Buddhist temple to ask for a signature. This signature from Wenhua Temple is very effective.
." Suqin said with interest while putting the handkerchief in the basin and soaking it in water.
So, on a cool afternoon, Jiang Suxi took Suqin, followed by an iceberg-faced Mufeng, into the popular side hall of Wenhua Temple.
The person guarding the bucket is a fair-skinned young monk, standing under the Buddha statue, with his hands clasped together, looking pious.
Jiang Su has always taken things like fate lightly. Destiny comes and goes, and whether you get it or not, you have to rely on your own efforts. If you work hard, you will have no regrets. Right or wrong depends on your heart.
Shaking it casually, a slender bamboo stick fell to the ground. Suqin picked it up quickly and looked at it, but frowned: "It's strange, miss, there is nothing on this stick except this thin stroke of ink."
ah."
Jiang Suxi took it over and looked at it. Sure enough, the bamboo stick seemed to have been around for some time. It was a simple yellow-brown color and someone had painted a stroke of ink from the beginning to the end in the middle.
It was probably a useless sign, Jiang Suxi thought, and was about to throw the sign away, so as not to disturb the mind of the person who asked for the sign later. When he raised his head, he saw the young monk's round eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.
Staring at the bamboo stick in her hand, she was trembling violently as she spoke.
"Giving...donor, this lot...emperor..."
The young monk suddenly turned around and shouted to the right: "Master...Master...Emperor..."
"Huijing, how can a monk be so panicked?" The door of the hut on the right opened, and the old Buddhist man with a kind face came out, glanced at Jiang Suxi, and said gently: "Donor, this lot can be given to me.
Take a look?"
Jiang Suxi frowned slightly. I am afraid that this sign is not a useless sign, but has some merits. Without saying much, he handed the sign directly to the old monk.
"What are you asking for?" The old monk looked at the bamboo stick for a while, with a look of compassion in his eyes. Jiang Suxi could clearly see it, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.
"Marriage, of course it is marriage!" Before Jiang Suxi could speak, Suqin shouted happily.
The old monk smiled slightly and said: "There is a shadow of the beautiful lady on the moon. The weather is cloudy and sunny. There are many dangers in the mountains and rivers, but I am so cold with the fragrance of plum blossoms. Donor, if you want a marriage, this will not be your fortune."
"Master, why can't you sign?" Su Qin heard this for the first time and asked in confusion.
"Marriage cannot be forced, and besides, I have no intention of doing it, so I can't do it." Jiang Suxi said calmly, seeming to understand.
But the old monk shook his head: "Donor, fate comes and goes. It was originally determined by fate. You are not a person of this world. You have jumped out of this destiny. You must carefully consider right and wrong, love and hate."
"What do you mean by 'not a person of this world'? Why is my lady not a noble person of this world? You old monk, you are talking nonsense!" Su Qin took the meaning of the old monk's words into consideration and felt that what the old monk said was
It makes no sense, he said angrily.
Jiang Suxi's heart tightened. She was just a soul residing in the daughter of Zuo Xiangfu. Naturally, she was not a person in this world. Her face was a little pale. She bent down and saluted the old monk: "Thank you, Master."
." Then he hurried away.
Mu Feng stood outside the hall and saw Jiang Suxi and Suqin coming out. He glanced back at the bamboo stick in the old monk's hand and followed them.
"Master, this sign is Emperor Phoenix, why didn't you tell her?" Watching Jiang Suxi leave with shining eyes, the young monk's excited heart still did not calm down, and he asked the old monk puzzledly.
"She asked about marriage, not destiny." The old monk said.
"That was not what she asked, it was the benefactor beside her who asked." The young monk refused to comply. He remembered that his master had said that no one had drawn this Emperor Phoenix Lot for hundreds of years.
"Huijing!" The old monk's voice became more serious and said, "Your heart is stained with dust!"
The old monk stared at the bamboo stick in his hand for a while, sighed, and said: "That's all, Huijing, this is your destiny and your calamity. You can return to the secular world with this emperor and phoenix stick. She
I have the fate of the Emperor and Phoenix, but to be with that person... oh, to be the same as the dragon and the phoenix, but it is a calamity of death!"
"Death calamity?" The young monk shook his head vigorously. The master was right. His heart was stained with dust. Just one glance at the beautiful and refined woman disturbed his way of burning incense and worshiping Buddha. He didn't want her to
Death, such a proud and cheerful woman should live happily in this world!
It has been twenty-two years. Back then, he was an abandoned baby who was picked up by his master in the stream at the foot of the mountain. He has lived in Wenhua Temple as a Buddhist disciple for twenty-two years, but only recently did he know that the half-child he carried with him was
What does the blood jade represent?
He was in conflict for several nights, and finally decided to smash the blood jade and worship Buddha for the rest of his life. Let him put aside all ties, look down on the prosperity of the world, turn around and wait quietly for time to pass by.
But at this moment, he felt that he had been in Wenhua Temple for twenty-two years just to wait for the arrival of the woman who had won the lottery of the Emperor and Phoenix.
Buddha said cause and effect, Buddha said fate, wasn't she his cause and his fate? Even though she was not his result, he was willing to give her a try.
The autumn rain, heavy with moisture and cold, seems to be fighting a series of battles that must be won to wash away all the bad things in this world.
Jiang Suxi sat in front of the window, holding on to her robe through the thick rain curtain.
After returning from Wenhua Temple, less than half a month had passed. Jiang Yue'e's funeral was hastily held. It was only said that she had a strange illness and died. Liu Siyu's place became quiet, and there was no movement from Zhao Shumei's place. Everyone in the mansion
, so silently accepted Jiang Suxi’s appointment as the head of the family.
Liuli Fengran still came every night to catch Jiang Suxi practicing martial arts, and Jiang Suxi gradually became less injured.
"These days are like a dream, a little more comfortable." Jiang Suxi said to himself while looking at the rainwater falling in a straight line under the eaves of the corridor.
Su Qin happened to come in, and when she heard her words, her face turned pale: "Miss, the good and comfortable days will be gone soon."
"What's going on?" Jiang Suxi turned her head and asked, seeing that Suqin's serious look did not look like a joke.
Suqin looked at Jiang Suxi with some sadness: "Well, the Sixth Prince is here, and he seems to know that we found someone to play tricks on the Fifth Miss at the last lantern festival."
"Sixth Prince?" Jiang Suxi tilted his head and thought for a long time before he remembered Chu Yunyi's name and appearance: "Oh, it's him."
"The master asked you to go to the lobby." Suqin said again.
Zuo Xiangfu, lobby.
Chu Yunyi wore a plain white robe with gold threads embroidered with auspicious clouds. He sat there with a black cat in his arms. At first glance, it was indeed pleasing to the eye.
Jiang Haochen sat beside him, and when he saw Jiang Suxi coming in with his face covered, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Suxi, come here, I have met the Sixth Prince."
Jiang Suxi stepped forward and saw that Chu Yunyi didn't even raise his eyes to her. He sneered in his heart and bowed respectfully: "Jiang Suxi has met the Sixth Prince and wants to pay his respects to the Sixth Prince."
Hearing the deliberately hoarse voice, Jiang Haochen couldn't help but tremble, and Chu Yunyi's face suddenly showed a look of boredom that he couldn't hide.
"Okay, Prime Minister Zuo, I just came here today to say that a carriage will come to pick up Miss Su Xi into the palace tomorrow. I will leave first." Feeling Jiang Suxi's burning gaze on him, Chu Yunyi
He quickly stood up and left.
It seems that if you take a step too late, you will get into trouble that you can't get rid of.
"Father, what are the Sixth Prince doing here?" After Chu Yunyi left, Jiang Suxi returned to her original voice, took off her veil, and sat on the chair next to Jiang Haochen.
"Su Xi, do you really dislike the Sixth Prince?" Seeing that Jiang Suxi no longer pretended to be pretentious, Jiang Haochen breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "The Sixth Prince is the favorite of many daughters."
"He's just a hypocrite, what's there to like about him?" Jiang Suxi answered honestly.
"Xi'er, don't talk about the Sixth Prince like that," Jiang Haochen was a little angry: "No matter what, the Sixth Prince is your fiancée, not to mention that your marriage to him is a gift from the Emperor."
After thinking about it, Jiang Haochen said again: "That's all, let's wait until you come back from attending the palace banquet tomorrow night!"
It turned out that because of the boredom in the autumn, the queen held a feast in the palace, invited all the princes to participate, and asked these princes to bring their families. Although Jiang Suxi was not one of Chu Yunyi's family members, he was one of the eight.
After being together for ten years, Chu Yunyi came to Zuo Xiangfu just to ask Jiang Suxi to accompany him to this banquet.