The queen thought about such a bad thing and thought it was really unlucky, so she invited a monk to come to the palace to pray for blessings on the first day of the year.

Lin Feilu discovered that the Dalin Dynasty was very similar to the Southern and Northern Dynasties in history and believed in Buddhism very much. The great poet Du Mu wrote a poem, "There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, and there are so many towers in the mist and rain."

Although this 488 is exaggerated, you can imagine the grand occasion at that time. The Dalin Dynasty is not far behind now, and a special national temple was set up, called Huguo Temple. The monks from Huguo Temple came to the palace to pray for blessings.

The harem was filled with the smell of sandalwood for a moment. Lin Feilu didn't believe this before, but now she is somewhat in awe and honestly recites scriptures and prays with Xiao Lan.

Although the news about Jingpin was blocked, there were many people who witnessed the scene that night and there were often discussions in private. Especially those concubines who were friends with Jingpin were still suspicious of this matter and felt that Jingpin might have been framed.

But after thinking about the concubines in the palace, I couldn't guess who did this. The method was so decisive and cruel that he did not give the other party any strength to fight back. Speaking of which, it was like Jingpin's own style...

No one suspected Mingyue's cusp at all.

Yes, a weak noble man who has been out of favor for many years, with two oil bottles, has gathered all the weak, sick and disabled, and has been ignored.

The only thing Xiao Lan was worried about was the person who threw stones and told them about this. She was worried about this matter in her heart. She was distracted when worshiping Buddha. Until the incense ash fell and hit the back of her hand, the incense ash was so hot that she was so excited that she quickly chanted "Amitabha" twice and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Lin Feilu looked around, pulled her hand and blew it gently, comforting her: "Mother, everything is gone."

Xiao Lan frowned and said softly, "I am always worried. Who else in the palace will help us? Is the other party good intentions or malicious intentions? Why do you do this?"

Lin Feilu didn't care: "No matter who it is, whether he is kind or malicious, now the matter has been settled and the deceased has passed away. Even if he has other intentions, there is no evidence to do anything to us. Mother will be relieved."

In fact, she could probably guess who it was and knew that the other party had no malice.

There are only a few people who have a favorable impression in this palace. Those who can climb over the wall in the middle of the night must have martial arts skills. She still remembers that the cocoon in Song Jinglan's palm was thicker than Xi Xingjiang, who had been practicing martial arts in the general's mansion since childhood.

He can survive in the palace over the years, of course he will have life-saving skills that are unknown to others.

But I didn't expect that he would take the risk to help her, which was different from the last time he was in front of the Taixue Temple.

Is it because of the few silver carbon she gave?

Alas, what a beautiful boy who is grateful for his kindness and does good deeds without leaving any name.

Since the other party was unwilling to show up, of course she wouldn't force her to ask, just pretending that she didn't know who it was.

The beautiful boy who did good deeds without leaving a name was not qualified to attend the annual banquet, and of course he did not witness everything that night. Although the news was blocked in the harem, Ji Liang, the first swordsman who loved to listen to the corners, Song Jinglan still knew the details of the matter.

Tian Dong was shocked after hearing this, "Is this a backlash?" After being shocked, he looked at His Highness and asked hesitantly: "Is it your Highness who helped?"

Song Jinglan lazily leaned against the back of the chair and flipped the book: "I just told her Jingpin's plan."

He originally thought that the fifth princess could avoid this disaster. After all, she was young and could deal with Lin Xi, but she couldn't deal with Jingpin. She avoided this frame-up first and then found a way to make up for it in the future.

But I never expected that this fifth princess, who was a master of art and brave, took this opportunity to use the trick and directly killed the other party.

It seems that he underestimated that little girl.

Tian Dong didn't know that the "she" in His Highness's words was about the fifth princess. He said naively and sighed: "I didn't expect that Concubine Lan is so powerful. None of the concubines in the Dalin harem are easy to mess with."

Song Jinglan smiled, but did not expose it. He changed into a more comfortable position and turned over the next page of the book with his fingers.

...

Lin Feilu was depressed for several days because of the death of the guard. Every day, he was not willing to go out by worshiping Buddha and praying for blessings, but even studying and practicing calligraphy in the room.

That day, she was teaching Song Yu to write her name in the room, but the half-closed window was suddenly hit by a stone.

A few bangs, like a heavy rain, Song Yu was quiet and introverted. She was frightened by the movements. She still remembered protecting her master and mustered up the courage to check it out immediately. Lin Feilu first thought of Song Jinglan when she heard this sound, and then denied it in a flash.

This is blue and white, and it doesn't look like something Xiaopiao can do.

She called Songyu back and walked over to open the window. It didn't snow anymore. The sun rarely poked its head out of the clouds and dripped a few circles of halos. The branches of the eaves had not yet melted and were covered in white, so Xi Xingjiang, who was wearing black clothes outside the courtyard wall, was particularly conspicuous.

He took another slingshot in his hand and was aiming at her window. When he saw her open the window and leaned over, he smiled and put away his bow and whistled at her.

Lin Feilu scolded angrily: "Dengtuzi!"

Xi Xingjiang was not angry either. His feet were swaying leisurely, and he asked with a smile: "Xiao Douding, where is my gift?"

She forgot about this incident. Seeing that she was a little guilty and lowered her little head, Xi Xingjiang immediately shouted: "Wow, you won't forget it, are you, you little liar."

After saying that, he kicked his feet towards the trunk, and his whole body fell down from the tree and flew down to her window.

He raised his upper body to the window frame, raised his hand and pulled the tugging on her head.

Lin Feilu covered her head and retreated repeatedly, beating him: "Who forgot!"

Xi Xingjiang reached out without hesitation: "Then give it to me!"

Lin Feilu glared at her before turning to Song Yu, who was frightened by this scene, said: "Go and bring the hand cream from my makeup box."

Songyu quickly took it over. Xi Xingjiang was a little curious when he heard her say the hand cream. When he got it and turned it on his hand, it smelled and soft, and he immediately looked disgusted: "What's this thing?"

Lin Feilu said: "Hand cream! Apply it on your hands to protect your palms from frostbite! Don't return it to me!"

Xi Xingjiang glanced at her and stuffed it into his arms: "Who said I don't want it?"

He smiled and leaned over, supported his elbows and his head, and his upper body was leaning on the window: "Xiao Douding, I heard that someone died in your palace a few days ago?"

He just asked casually, but Lin Feilu looked a little uncomfortable when she heard this, and even the palace maids around her hung their heads stiffly.

Xi Xingjiang was stunned. His frivolous posture had immediately become a little helpless, and he was panicked: "Oh no, I just ask, are you scared?" He reached out to touch her little head and comforted her with his straight manly thinking: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm going to die, I've seen so many people dead on the battlefield."

Lin Feilu: “…”

This kind of person is a being devoted to the existence of loneliness.

She was worried that Songyu was sad, so she turned around and ordered: "Go and cook a cup of hot tea for the prince."

Song Yu took the order and Xi Xingjiang also said, "I'm not thirsty."

Lin Feilu ignored him and asked her curious point: "Have you ever been on the battlefield?"

Xi Xingjiang's tone was quite proud: "Of course, I lived with my father in the border for a few years when I was young. Do you know the border? It's much colder than this, and it's frozen three feet away. Soldiers can walk on the ice in winter."

When he talked about the scene at the border, he was more eloquent than the storyteller.

"Old Yongguo is concerned about the area on our border and sends people to harass them from time to time. My father decided to teach them a lesson and led three thousand cavalry to conduct a raid. I hid in the army that delivered food and grass. When I arrived at the garrison, my father discovered it. It was too late to send me back, so my father told me to stay in the camp and not go out."

Lin Feilu interrupted and said, "I guess you must have gone out."

Xi Xingjiang glared at her: "Don't interrupt me!"

Lin Feilu: “…”

He continued: "In the middle of the night, the people of Yong came to the camp to attack. They didn't know that my father was deliberately trying to defend himself, just waiting for them to fall into the net to catch turtles! In that battle, we killed more than 10,000 people in Yong's country with three thousand soldiers, and blood was spread throughout the snowfield!"

Lin Feilu: "Vomit..."

Xi Xingjiang went as he said something, and saw that she was so disgusting that she was still impressed. He didn't know what he thought of, and asked her excitedly: "I'll take you to the hunting ground to ride a horse? Have you ever ridden a horse?"

I've never ridden it.

Lin Feilu asked: "Where is a hunting ground?"

Xi Xingjiang said: "There is a place in the palace, which is where your brothers practice riding and archery on weekdays. Have you never been there? Let's take you there! I also have a little foal there, and I'll take you to see it."

Lin Feilu hadn't gone out for a while, and was idle, and she really needed to go out for a walk and exercise her muscles, so she didn't refuse. She said hello to Xiao Lan, then wrapped her cloak and followed Xi Xingjiang.

Although it has not snowed again, the cold wind is howling. The weather is cold, and the annual banquet has caused no desire to come out recently, and the entire palace seems very quiet and deserted.

The hunting ground was on the periphery, and there was a little distance. Lin Feilu regretted it halfway through.

It was too cold, and the wind made her face hurt. She didn't want to go, but Xi Xingjiang refused to agree. He just pulled her and ran away.

Lin Feilu just exercises regularly, but he is not as good as his daily practice of martial arts. He is so angry that he can't breathe. When he is gasping for breath, he drinks a few sips of cold wind. He immediately chokes and coughs up tears.

Xi Xingjiang then let go of his hands in a hurry, squatted in front of her, pulling his cuffs, wiping her tears: "If you don't go, don't go, don't cry!"

Lin Feilu was so angry that she was: "Who cried! I choked!"

Xi Xingjiang laughed out loud, squatted in front of her, teasing her: "Call the prince brother, carry you over."

Lin Feilu was too lazy to pay attention to him, so she tied up her cloak again and walked forward with her short legs.

The high walls outside the hunting ground were already looming. In this weather, even the princes who often practice riding and shooting would not come. Except for a few guards, the hunting ground was empty. With Xi Xingjiang there, the guards would of course not stop him. They just looked at the little girl who was huddled in the cloak with curiosity.

As soon as the two of them entered, a sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the hunting ground where they thought they were empty. Then a sharp arrow cut through the air and rubbed towards the target behind Lin Feilu.

The archer didn't expect someone to come in suddenly, and was shocked, but he had already drawn the bow and had no time to collect the arrows, so he could only shout: "Get out of the way!"

At the critical moment, Xi Xingjiang only heard him say, "Don't be afraid! You are short!"

Lin Feilu: "???"

Then the arrow rushed over her head and rubbed into the target.

She was indeed scared, after all, she had never experienced such a thing. When she slowly turned around, she saw Xi Xingjiang next to her grinning with confidence.
Chapter completed!