Zhao Xitai kept coughing, his face flushed red.

Seeing this, his followers hurriedly stepped forward, took out a medicine bottle she carried with them, unplugged the plug, and sent it to him.

Zhao Xitai took a few breaths in the medicine bottle, finally stopped coughing and asthma, and recovered.

A hint of shame appeared in his eyes and said softly: "I'm really useless. As soon as I meet, I will make you laugh..."

"I haven't always been like this on weekdays! I just didn't expect to meet you here. I remembered what happened when I was a child. I was excited for a moment and accidentally stopped breathing."

He hurriedly explained again.

Mu Fulan smiled.

"Is the prince going to see the princess?"

"I came out of the princess just now. Go quickly!"

She deliberately raised her voice, and after saying that, she nodded to Zhao Xitai, called her maid, and walked forward.

Zhao Xitai's eyes fell on her. As she slowly turned her face, she watched her back, suddenly chasing her and calling her again.

"Master!"

Mu Fulan turned her head.

He looked at this picture that seemed to coincide with his childhood memory, but it became a beautiful face that made him almost unable to recognize each other at first glance. A faint blush appeared on his face that had not yet receded.

"When I saw you in the morning, there was something I wanted to explain to you. In the past, you left Shangjing, but I didn't deliberately not send you. I knew you were leaving, I wanted to send you, but..."

But at that time, his mother did not allow him to send his former palace playmates, the little girl with crescent eyes when she smiled.

Because of his poor health, his mother took great care of him. He was not allowed to do this and the other was not allowed to move. He had no companion since he was a child. Everyone was respectful to him, but no one played with him. When he saw him passing by, he had to avoid him, fearing that if he was not good enough, he would implicate them.

Only she doesn't hide from him and plays with him.

He likes to be with her, no matter what she does. She practices calligraphy quietly or swings in the imperial garden, and he can hide beside him and secretly look at him for a long time, never getting bored.

Zhao Xitai paused.

"...I happened to be sick again at that time. Later, when I recovered, you were already gone."

"You won't blame me, do you?" he asked carefully.

What happened when I was a child so long ago was so small that it was not worth mentioning. If he hadn't mentioned it, she would have lost her impression.

She could not resent the son of the King of Qi who was once like herself, who was involved in the cruel power battle and lost his life. Even if he asked for medical treatment now, she could bring him to the Yaoweng. But she did not intend to tell him these meaningless old things.

"I have long forgotten the little things that happened many years ago, and the prince doesn't have to worry about it." She said lightly.

Zhao Xitai stared at her.

"Master Weng, how have you been doing these years? A few years ago, I heard that your father promised you to the Giant Kou named Xie..."

A slight cough suddenly came from nearby.

"Is it Prince Zhao? I met the governor Xie Jie there just now. When I heard something happening here, I was afraid that I would disturb the Queen Mother, so I came over and take a look. It turned out that the prince was here. I heard that the Beijing you arrived a few days ago was really coincidental. I met it here today!"

"Cao Jin has seen the prince!"

The eunuch Cao walked over with a smile on his face, saluted Zhao Xitai, and then turned to Mu Fulan and called her "Mr. Master".

Mu Fulan pretended to have just seen him and glanced at the back of Eunuch Cao.

Xie Changgeng didn't come over and was still standing there.

Zhao Xitai suddenly heard Xie Changgeng was also there, and was stunned. He raised his gaze and looked at it, and his face couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.

But soon, his expression turned to contempt, his eyes stared at Xie Changgeng coldly, without moving his gaze away.

Xie Changgeng took a step and walked over. He stopped outside the door opening without entering.

His two gazes fell on Zhao Xitai's face opposite.

"What's wrong with Prince Zhao coming here? I know that Princess Qi asked in front of the Empress Dowager, and Prince Yun went to the temple with him today. But if you remember correctly, your actions are limited to the Buddhist temple. Prince is not a child, so you should know that the Hou Zen Temple is not a place you can stay for a long time. If there is no important thing, it's better to go quickly."

His expression was normal and his tone was calm, but he felt a commanding tone that was like a life-and-killer.

Zhao Xitai's face became a little ugly and said, "I'm here to see my mother, will you stop me?"

Xie Changgeng smiled.

"I dare not. Since the prince is going to see the princess, I will ask someone to send you. The queen mother is not far away from here. If the prince accidentally breaks and causes the queen mother to be disturbed, it will be my dereliction of duty."

He turned to Cao Jin.

"I'm sorry to send the prince to see Princess Qi."

Cao Jin responded and came up with a smile.

"Criminal Zhao, let me do it here."

Zhao Xitai's pale face quickly showed another blush of shame and anger.

He settled for a moment, gritted his teeth, turned his head and said softly to Mu Fulan, "Master Weng, I'll go to my mother's place first." After that, he turned around, stared at Xie Changgeng hatefully, and walked away quickly.

His two followers hurriedly followed. Cao Jin also went.

The person left immediately, leaving only Mu Fulan and Xie Changgeng, one standing in the wall door and the other standing outside the wall door.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

Xie Changgeng's eyes were a little gloomy, and he said to the maid who was standing aside and seemed a little at a loss: "Send the master to rest."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but his steps paused again. Before leaving, he turned his gaze, glanced at Mu Fulan, and said coldly: "This is not your own home, don't walk around if you have nothing to do!"

Mu Fulan watched him leave with his entourage, and he probably didn't notice that he had spyed on him and Cao Jin's actions just now, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

...

After resting at noon, Empress Liu finished reciting the second half of this sutra. When he was about Shen, he finally finished worshiping Buddha today. After a brief rest, he was ready to leave and return to the city.

The evening bell rang in Huguo Temple, umbrellas, ceremonial guards, and imperial guards took their place, from the mountain gate to the foot of the mountain, and were arranged on both sides of the mountain steps. The monks, led by the abbot, respectfully sent Queen Liu down the mountain.

After a day of hard work, everyone was tired. The women in the queue were eager to go down the mountain and board the carriage and return to the city earlier. No one spoke. On the mountain steps, only the rich and noble clothes made a slight and sensible sound of friction with the movement.

From the foot of the mountain to the gate, there are 108 steps, including one hundred and eight methods of the mortal world. Taking one step at a time is like stepping through a method and liberating a karma.

Mu Fulan followed the crowd and walked down the stone steps outside the mountain gate to the foot of the mountain. After walking the last step, she stepped on the flat ground.

The manager came to pick her up. Mu Fulan walked to the carriage she was riding in. She was about to go up, but suddenly, a mysterious feeling similar to the time she arrived this morning came from deep in her heart.

In the dark, it seemed that there was some power that attracted her to look back.

She turned her head and looked at the mountain gate that had been left behind her.

The sun sets, and the forests are stained with all the colors. In the distance, the mountain gate at the end of the 108 mountain steps is like a layer of red gold.

A group of mountain birds returning home at dusk were alarmed by the sound of the evening bells, flapping their wings and hovering back and forth above the ridge of the mountain gate.

Just as he turned around, Mu Fulan's gaze calmed down.

In the sunset, she saw a small figure after the open mountain gate.

It was a boy, who was three or two years old, as if he was attracted by the movement outside the mountain gate, and stood quietly in a corner behind the threshold.

Just as the small figure came into view, Mu Fulan's heart seemed to be hit hard by something and burst open suddenly.

She seemed to see her Xier! When she was a child, she accompanied her in the cold old house in Xie County, spending one morning and one evening after another!

She must have been confused!

She tried her best to open her eyes wide and wanted to see it more clearly.

But a monk came out, took the boy's hand, and took him in.

The child was taken in, but it seemed as if he had sensed something. When he turned around, he turned around and looked at Mu Fulan's direction.

Soon, the small figure disappeared behind the mountain gate and disappeared.

Mu Fulan's eyes widened to the extreme, and she couldn't move, and even her breathing stopped.

She had a feeling.

At the foot of the mountain, there were so many people, the boy who looked like Xier, who looked back before leaving, looking at him.

He is looking for himself!

At this moment, she forgot everything around her, turned around suddenly, ran back under the surprise and puzzled eyes of the people around her, and then stepped up the mountain steps and chased towards the direction of the mountain gate.

Empress Liu had already gotten on the palace carriage. Under the escort of the Imperial Guards and eunuchs, the palace carriage took the lead and left slowly.

Xie Changgeng took the reins from his entourage and was about to get on the horse, but he turned around and glanced behind him. Unexpectedly, he saw her leaving everyone back and climbing the stairs alone. He climbed up the stairs more than ten levels in a blink of an eye, with his back in a hurry, as if something urgent was waiting for her.

He looked at the mountain gate in the sunset, and except for some monks who were still holding rituals, there was nothing unusual.

He frowned, immediately turned over and got off the horse, chased after him quickly, strode up the stairs, reached out from behind, and grabbed her wrist.

"What are you going up and doing?"

He whispered in a low voice, and asked her at the volume that only he and she could hear.

Mu Fulan's breath was disordered and she was gasping for a while. She turned around and met the two stern gazes full of displeasure that the man behind her, and suddenly woke up.

She tried her best to suppress the blood-stimulating heartbeat under her chest at this moment, closed her eyes, calmed her mind, and slowly opened her eyes.
To be continued...