Xiaoxiao and Lingxi naturally had something to say, and Lingxi and Yan Qingling had also gotten to know each other. Xiaobai was lying in Xiaoxiao's arms and sleeping soundly. When he saw Lingxi, he stretched out lazily.
Lazy, running around here and there.
Suddenly, the small Zen room was packed to the brim. However, Xiao Xiao was afraid of affecting Lingxi, so he went outside to wait.
"Just wait here for a while. I have already sent someone to notify Master Kongwen. I believe he will rush over as soon as the previous Dharma conference is over."
Lingxi nodded and said softly: "Thank you!"
"Thank you too!"
The two of them talked politely, a faint scent of incense flowed in the air, and a ray of setting sun passed over the window sill, making the room extremely warm.
At this time, a young monk about ten years old, wearing gray monk robes, handsome, with red lips, white teeth and hair, came in. He was holding a purple sand teapot and several teacups in his hands, walking briskly.
He put the tea cup away, filled several cups with tea, and held the tea cup with both hands steadily to serve tea to Lingxi. According to the rules, only the most respectful guests would receive the tea in person. Seeing that
The little monk respected him so much that Lingxi quickly stood up and took it with both hands, but suddenly he touched his clear eyes with a touch of strange brown.
These eyes were almost carved from the same mold as Jian'er's eyes.
Lingxi felt as if her heart had been hit hard with a stick. Her mind buzzed, and Jian'er's thin figure suddenly appeared. When he fell from his horse to the ground, he looked at her in despair.
Eyes.
Thinking of the scene at that time, her vision suddenly darkened and she was about to fall backwards. Fortunately, Leng Xuan had quick eyesight and stepped forward to help her.
However, something happened to Lingxi. The hands of the little monk serving the tea couldn't help shaking. The tea was about to pour into Lingxi's hand, but he blocked it with his thin arm.
Pouring boiling hot tea on your body will definitely taste unpleasant.
Lingxi immediately uneasily pulled the little monk to her side and lifted up his arm. When she saw a circle of small red blisters on his arm, she immediately blamed herself and burst into anxious tears.
When the little monk saw such a beautiful and noble girl holding him, he was frightened and took a few steps back. Seeing Lingxi holding him, crying and laughing, he felt less nervous after a while.
But Lingxi kept saying: "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it?"
Leng Xuan took out a small box from his arms, handed it to the little monk's hand, and said hurriedly: "Little Shu, this is the medicine given to you for protecting the girl. Apply it to the wound for a few days.
It will be fine." Ruo Jing took the medicine with both hands, moved his mouth but did not make any sound, and then bowed to Leng Xuan and Lingxi.
Seeing that Lingxi looked sad, before he left, he smiled brightly at Lingxi, as if to comfort her. "You don't have to blame yourself, I'm fine." Then he strode out quickly.
Turns out he is mute?
Seeing that familiar face suddenly disappear from her eyes, Lingxi felt a pain in her heart. Could it be that God asked her to take care of her? Was it to compensate her for missing Jian'er in her previous life? Was it to compensate her?
The more Lingxi looked at the little book at this time, the eyebrows, the tightly pursed mouth were all very similar to Jian'er, and the straight bridge of the nose was carved from the same mold as Ning Huaiyuan. How could there be such similarity in this world?
How is this possible?
Although Lingxi reminded herself that there would be no Jian'er in the world after her rebirth, but when she saw that familiar face suddenly disappear from her eyes, she felt a sudden pain in her heart.
But then she became happy again. She believed that this was the reincarnation of cause and effect. Was this God asking her to take care of him? Was it to compensate for the pain of missing Jian'er in her previous life?
Her memory suddenly drifted to ten years ago...
Lingxi still remembers the day when Jian'er left. The weather was fine, the wind was light and the clouds were light. Everything seemed as if it happened yesterday, with incomparable clarity.
That day, Ning Huaiyuan came back from a victorious battle and was commended by the emperor. He was in a particularly happy mood, so he gathered all his family members at the racecourse. The men and children galloped freely on the horses, laughing, galloping back and forth on the green grass. Towards the ground.
The Duanqing Palace has never been so harmonious. The women in the palace, even in such casual occasions, are all dressed up, sitting aside in a neat manner, eating snacks, drinking tea, and chatting about homely matters.
In the distance, Ning Congjian was riding a horse hard. Although he was only eight years old, he already had the appearance of a handsome man. His appearance was handsome, and his small jade clothes and brocade robes made his skin breakable. The contrast is like a person in his prime.
Because he is Ning Huaiyuan's first child, he is very popular with him.
Being able to ride a horse has always been Xiaoxiao's wish. Sitting on the horse, his little body looked both excited and excited.
At this time, Lingxi, who was sitting aside, was nervously watching his son's every move, fearing that something might happen to him.
Just when everyone focused their attention on Jian Er, no one noticed that a beautiful pink figure flashed from the side. She appeared here regardless of her shame.
Roumei was dressed very eye-catching that day. She wore a light pink dress that trailed to her ankles, making her waist look slender. Her glossy black hair stretched all the way to her arms, rounding her round figure. The arms are wrapped perfectly.
When walking around, her two slender legs made charming movements. She had a very delicate appearance, but at this time she had a slight smile on her lips, her eyes were gentle, and she raised her hand to gently brush the hair that had blown to her forehead, even if she had a stone heart. The man must also soften into a ball of water.
When the men in the mansion who were riding horses on the side saw this fairy-like woman appearing, they couldn't help but look greedy in their eyes, and their eyes followed her involuntarily.
And at her hair, there was a magnolia flower that had just bloomed, and a faint fragrance came to her nostrils. She was like a fairy in pink clothes, slowly descending in front of everyone.
So she successfully captured everyone's envious gaze today.
However, when Roumei saw Lingxi, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a humble expression. Her expression and situation at this time, anyone who saw her couldn't help but sympathize with her embarrassing situation.
Although Roumei is a woman with no status in the house, she is in the name of Ning Huaiyuan's benefactor after all, and she also gave birth to a son for Ruan Chengyin. However, with Lingxi mother and son around, they will never be able to prosper. Love , but Lingxi was married to Lingxi after all, and Feng Qingyun was in charge of the Feng Family Army and the Yulin Guards, so no matter how much Ning Huaiyuan disliked Lingxi, he couldn't divorce her.
But Lingxi didn't let go for a day, so Ning Huaiyuan couldn't get along with Roumei. Therefore, when the two former sisters met, they were like enemies and were extremely jealous.
"Mei'er, say hello to my sister!"
"Without your sister here, I can't bear your kneeling and worshiping!" After Lingxi said this, he stood up and walked elsewhere.
Immediately, someone was pointing fingers at this soft and charming person, using vulgar language.
Seeing Lingxi wearing a noble and gorgeous princess robe, she looked towards the small figure not far away, and the harsh words she occasionally heard seemed to ring in her ears: "Ning Huaiyuan, one day when I, Feng Lingxi, am here,
You can't give Roumei a title unless I die..."
Thinking of this, her nails dug directly into her flesh until she felt clear pain. A sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Feng Lingxi, you asked for this. Since you can't bear it, don't blame me for being unjust. You don't care the most."
Ruan Lijian? Today I want you to taste the pain of heartbreak."
Later, Ning Huaiyuan withdrew his horse, took Roumei into his arms from the ground, and then possessed her and kissed her. He didn't let go of Roumei until she gasped for breath. Then before turning around, he said to Lingxi
He cast a disgusted and meaningful look.
There was a look of malice and disgust in that look, and Lingxi felt a pain in her heart. Why did that kind of hateful look appear in the eyes of her husband, who was dedicated to giving.
At this moment, she suddenly staggered because of grief. It was the hidden injury on her leg. The leg here was left when she rescued him that year. Due to the weather,
The pain became more and more severe, but she ignored him. Every time it hurt, Lingxi's heart became colder.
Ten years ago, Lingxi fell in love with the tall, brave, and handsome Ning Huaiyuan at first sight, and fell hopelessly in love with his rival. Later, Ning Huaiyuan, eager for success, fell into the trap set by them while attacking the Feng Family Army.
Trap, almost annihilated the entire army.
If it weren't for her, Feng Lingxi, who secretly picked him out from the pile of tens of thousands of dead people without telling her father and brother, and revived him.
He has long since turned into a pile of withered bones. He might still be crowned king. How can he be so high-spirited?
Feng Lingxi was very stupid. After rescuing him, she secretly entrusted him to her good sister Roumei because she was afraid of being known by her brother and father. This caused Ning Huaiyuan to misunderstand and mistakenly regarded Roumei as his savior.
She then took the initiative to request an order from the emperor to marry Ning Huaiyuan in order to achieve the purpose of armistice between the two countries.
She was originally naive, thinking that when she explained everything to him, he would be grateful to her, and then the two of them could live together and be in love till the end of their lives.
But she never thought, never in her dreams, that her best sister, the most trusted person, Roumei, would actually be Li Daitao, stealing her credit and love, and entering the palace as Ning Huaiyuan's savior.
Duanqing Palace.
The most hateful thing is that on her wedding night, Ning Huaiyuan's body was not sensitive but soft.
...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)