Such eyes reflect the snowy light of Chang'an, always revealing passionate love.

Xie Xun suddenly relaxed: "It's okay, let's go."

She nodded, and her figure entered the carriage and was no longer seen.

The carriage drove slowly towards the direction of Uzhuo Temple.

Meng Tang was sitting in the carriage and looking out.

She needs to spread the willow branches, and the remaining Cha Qiu can be easily solved.

"Are you nervous?" Qi Lou sneered.

"I feel so excited!"

"???"

…

"One thing after another in the past few days has not gone as planned! How did Xie Xun do it? Everything in Bai'anshan that day was perfect!"

Lin Mansion, Liang Jian went to Lin Zhengyuan to discuss countermeasures, gritting their teeth.

When Liang Jian heard the good news coming frequently from the front, he felt as if he was being pricked with needles.

The arrangement is clear. General Pei’s army has always been beaten. Why is there such a big reversal now?

Did something go wrong in Fang Ne?

If so, wouldn’t it involve implicating yourself?

Lin Zhengyuan's face looked slightly tired and his eyes were calm: "The most important thing at the moment is how to get rid of the charges. We don't have much time. We only have seven days. We must not admit this crime."

If Liang Jian is charged with intending to kill his father, everything he has done before will be in vain!

They looked at each other.

"Pei Yanzhi!"

This matter was handed over to Pei Yanzhi for investigation. Liang Jian had been trying to win over him before.

Pei Yanzhi has always been nonpartisan, neutral, ruthless and upright.

Lin Zhengyuan called someone: "Go and check what Pei Yanzhi has done recently?"

Pei Yanzhi is the grandson of General Pei. The Queen Mother has always disliked Liang Jian. She even looked down upon him when General Pei returned to the capital after defeating him!

How could Liang Jian not be angry!

He carefully planned and walked step by step, but now that the prince is gone, the other princes will not be respectful to him when they see him.

The seventh prince, who was suffering from serious illness, was even more polite and humble, and never dared to go too far.

Everything has changed now!

After the two discussed the countermeasures, Liang Jian came out of the study.

Lin Han immediately swooped up like a butterfly and asked questions, which made Liang Jian very disgusted: "Don't follow me!"

Lin Han pursed his lips in grievance, his body trembled with anger, and his fingers pinched Cong Lian's arm.

Conglian didn't dare to cry out for pain, so she found an opportunity to leave and bumped into Liang Jian on purpose.

"The Third Prince."

Her voice is soft, neither humble nor overbearing.

Liang Jianduo looked twice: "Is something wrong?"

Cong Lian handed him a plum blossom she carried on her back and said firmly: "Plum blossoms are tough in character. Only after they have experienced the wind and snow can they have their secret fragrance. I believe the third prince is the same."

These words touched Liang Jian's heart and he looked at the woman in front of him.

She has a delicate appearance, not very stunning, but she is very attractive and more pleasing to the eye than Lin Han.

Liang Jian's mind moved and he touched Cong Lian's face with his hand.

She didn't hide, she seemed to lower her eyes shyly, covering the dark ambition in her eyes.

…

Uzhuo Temple.

Pedestrians came and went one after another, and there was a constant flow of incense. Some were looking for marriage, children, and future...

Meng Tangan looked indifferent, walked to the main hall, and lit incense.

Ask for nothing.

She never believed in Buddhism.

Buddha doesn’t know how to save people.

After offering incense, Meng Tang'an went to the thousand-year-old locust tree in Uzhuo Temple, picked up a wooden plaque, thought for a moment, wrote a sentence, and hung it on the locust tree with a red ribbon.

When writing this sentence, she kept thinking about how to leave smoothly later.

The cold wind blows and fine snow falls. The locust tree is covered with red ribbons, fluttering in the wind, and the writing on the wooden sign is faintly visible.

"Donor."

…

Dali Temple.

A group of officials were discussing the case, but someone mentioned the temple ceremony, and the topic started to go astray.

"My family said they would stay at Uzhuo Temple for a few days, but unfortunately I was left alone."

"I will accompany my family to Wu Zhuo Temple to pray for blessings today, but I won't be drinking with you later!"

Xie Xun listened to what they said, and looked at the document's movements for a moment, unable to bear it. After more than an hour, there was no progress at all, so he simply threw it on the desk.

"You can go alone, why do you need someone to accompany you?"

Xie Xun rarely participated in such topics. The man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "How can this be the same? It's just once a year, not to mention that my family is weak, so I won't worry if I don't accompany her!

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Xie Xun said no more. After about a quarter of an hour, he stood up suddenly and walked out.

Those people looked at each other and didn't understand why Xie Xun left.

"Prepare horses, Uzhuo Temple."

…

A gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind, startling Meng Tang'an in the silence.

She turned around and saw a kind-hearted monk. There was no one around. Yang Zhihua and the others were waiting for her in the distance. They nodded: "Master."

He looked very old, and his eyebrows were like an unfolded Buddhist scripture. He had the word gentle engraved in his bones. He put his hands together and smiled at her: "This time, don't lose it again."

"Ah?" Meng Tang'an was confused, "You have the wrong person, right?"

Why are we so familiar? She has never met him.

To be cautious, she said sincerely: "I have no money."

The man laughed: "Donor, please remember to avoid fire."

After saying this, he turned and left.

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Looks like a magic stick.

Qi Lou called out to the good guy: "How come you are better at maintaining health than me!"

Meng Tangan thought for two seconds: "You are not as cool as him."

"Miss Meng, shall we go back?" Yang Zhihua looked at the sky, "I'm afraid there will be a heavy snowstorm later and the mountain road will be difficult to travel."

Cha Qiu was also a little worried: "Yes, girl."

"Okay." Meng Tang'an said softly, walking in the same direction.

Dozens of wild cats sprang out from nowhere on the road, meowing and meowing, and rushed toward them. While Meng Tangan was dodging in a hurry, his arm was scratched by the wild cat's claws. The wound was bloody, and he took a breath!
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"Miss Meng!" Yang Zhihua drove the wild cat away, her face changed greatly, "Cha Qiu, go and find some medicine."

Cha Qiu walked out and was grabbed by the woman. She weakly raised her eyes, her eyes still filled with a bit of frightened fear.

"I'm a little scared. I want Qiuqiu to accompany me. You can go. It's troublesome."

Yang Zhihua was a little embarrassed. Before leaving, Xie Xun asked him to take a good look at the girl, but this happened.

"There are all pilgrims around here. It's nothing. I'll wait for you to come back at the pavilion."

"Okay."

Watching Yang Zhihua go away, she slowly withdrew her gaze, her eyes were calm and quiet, and she counted the time: "Qiuqiu, I suddenly remembered that I left the bracelet in the main hall, can you help me go back and look for it?"

"But I left, and there is no one around the girl."

"This is in a temple. What can happen? Can I get lost? Just go." Meng Tang begged softly.

"Girl, don't wander around. I'll be back soon."

"Okay."
Chapter completed!