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Ji Yunshu folded the paper and pressed it under the pillow.

He stared at him a few glances, scratching his head and asking, “Shu, what is this?”

“Nothing.”

“Oh!”

Good people don’t ask anymore.

Ji Yunshu also re-received the jade piece of defense, and looked out at it, and it was already late at night.

She reached out and touched the defender's head, gently said: "It's so late, you don't have to accompany me, hurry to rest."

“Scully is going to drive me away?”

Complimentary!

“No.”She shook her head, "These days, you don't have to go back to Yuhua Pavilion, just stay here with me."

“Really?”The eyes of the guard are light.

With surprise and incredulous.

Ji Yunshu nodded his head with certainty: "Wearing, hurry to rest."

"Well, I'll come to Shunye tomorrow morning."

Then he danced away from the room and went to sleep.

Looking at the cheerful figure of the defender, Ji Yunshu was sinking.

Kong Yu is dead, Moro will probably be painful, borrowing wine to worry is inevitable, so this time, the defense to stay around their own is the most appropriate.

Thinking about it, she sighed softly.

When she got hot, she could no longer sleep, and she got out of bed and put on her clothes.

Stand under the corridor.

The light of the two red lanterns was faintly permeated in her two lanterns, red.

Really good!

The cold wind rattled at night, but the rain had stopped!

The early April season should also be refreshing.

The ground –

They fell on her side and stood silently for a long time.

Ji Yunshu looked at the son and asked, “What’s the matter?”

The time returned: "The palace was a mess, and about the rebellion of the prince, the emperor ordered that he should not be allowed to declare, only that the prince was sick and dead, and the princess was sad and sad, with the piece went, and ordered to be buried in the imperial tomb three days later."

“What about something else?”

“It’s gone.”

“Oh, yeah!”She choked, her eyebrows pressed down, and asked, “So, where is the king?”

"He has come out of the prison of Dali Temple, and as soon as he comes out, he will go into the palace, and he will keep it in the palace."

The time one answered one by one.

Ji Yunshu did not ask again, holding his cold arms, only feeling panicked.

Half-sounding, he asked, “Sir, are you really not going to tell the prince?”

“What?”

Stupid to play!

"The deal between you and Yi Wang, and the little world son mentioned by General Li, and the murder of Confucius, are not going to tell the prince?"

Ji Yun Shu onion jade finger curly grip, no answer should not be!

Wrapped in the coat: "You will not understand, some things, not the more you know the better, think that you can master the opportunity, in fact, not at all, the more you know, the more you will take into account, I don't want him to be as uncomfortable as I am."

Some of the time understood.

Some don't understand!

All night long, Ji Yunshu had been standing under the corridor, all night long.

Until the morning –

The weather is also rare to see better, the white sky is hung with an orange-red light, it seems warm with life.

The defender also got up early in the morning, ran to Jiyun Shu's house to use breakfast, while talking and eating, very excited.

Ji Yunshu ate two bites and put it down, and kept clumping meat into the bowl of the avant-garde.

The boy stayed in Yuhua Pavilion for a while, and was much thinner.

"Shuer, I dreamed last night, you, you are wearing the bride's clothes, sitting in the coupe, and then I went to kick the car door, carrying you out, we worship the world, and we went into the cave."

Hip!

Ji Yunshu's chest sprayed blood.

When he mentioned the chopsticks, he hit his head hard.

"You've been thinking about all day, eat well, and I'll take you out after eating."

The guard ate the pain rubbed his head, and as soon as his mouth was about to shudder, he heard that Ji Yunshu had to take himself out, and he was happy.

“All right!”

He gruffed his mouth, and both of them were full.

After eating, Ji Yunshu took him out.

Along the way, the guards pulled her clothes and kept asking where to go.

Ji Yunshu did not return.

About half an hour later, we arrived at the Confucian.

There are no white lanterns and white satin outside the Kongfu door, everything is the same as ordinary mansions.

Just a little cold!

Kong Yu was sealed as a princess, is a royal, and married to Jinghua, so the body can not be brought back to the Kong family, but can not be buried in the cemetery of the clan, everything, in accordance with the royal funeral to run, buried in the imperial tomb.

Ji Yunshu reached out and buckled the iron ring on the door and kowtow a few times.

The boy opened the door and held out his head.

“Who are you?”

"Come down to Madame Kong."

"Madame is not a guest."Directly refused.

Ji Yunshu was not in a hurry, and said lightly: "I just want to see Mrs. Kong next, and ask my brother to report it, and say that the princess's last wish is not yet."

When he said this, the little man's face changed, and he quickly reported the door.

After a little while, he folded back, opened half the door, and invited Ji Yunshu into it.

As the little man arrived in the yard, Ji Yunshu turned his head and said to the defender, “You play in this yard, and I’ll take you back with me enough, okay?”

“All right!”

The peach blossoms in the yard, the defender liked it, turned around and went into the small peach forest.

Missing the face!

Ji Yunshu followed the little man to the outside of the temple.

Madame Kong single-minded to the Buddha, in the eyes of the heart, are Buddhas, every day in the candle incense, waiting to become a Buddha.

When he entered, Ji Yunshu couldn't help but wrinkle his nose.

Bloody smell, rotten smell, she can smell, but the smell of candles in this Buddhist temple, but she can't smell it, always feel very pungent.

Uncomfortable.

Mrs. Kong knelt in front of the Buddha statue, holding the string of 99 buddha beads that touched the bright, closed her eyes, and read the Buddhist scriptures in her mouth.

I don’t smell anything out the window!

My daughter is dead, but she is still here.

My heart is big enough.

Ji Yunshu walked up to her side, knelt down on the grass-scale round blanket next to her, looked up at Guanyin in front of her, and folded his hands.

said: "In the next life, I do not believe in Buddha, but now I want to believe once, Buddha Ben Bodhi, Pudu sentient beings, Buddha is in the heart, all with compassion, in the Buddha, there are eight sufferings, old suffering, sickness, death, bitterness, suffering, can not freely escape and suffering, the five years of suffering, and eight sufferings are due to greed, so the Buddha only claims the birth and death of all things.

This is clearly for Mrs. Kong.

Madame Kong's movement of the Buddha beads in her hand, stopped as she said this and took a breath.

“Does he understand Buddha?”