Rebirth: The imperial concubine is no longer jealous, and the emperor panics

Lu Lingchuan stayed up until dawn last night reviewing the memorial.

Until the sound of bells ringing in the palace was loud and distant, one after another.

He raised his eyes and looked out the window. Dawn had passed, and a hint of crab-shell blue appeared on the horizon. It turned out that day had arrived.

As much as he had looked forward to today, he was now so afraid.

After returning to his bedroom, he washed and changed his clothes. In the cool air of the room, Lu Lingchuan's gloomy gaze stayed behind the bright yellow curtain for a long time. The large dragon bed there was empty...

He has been sleeping alone in bed for a long time, and his heart has been empty for a long time.

Or, it also indicates that he will continue to be lonely and walk alone for the rest of his life.

Wang Dafu carefully applied medicine to the emperor.

The bruises on my elbows, knees and other places have become scabbed. The bruised muscles and bones will inevitably recover more slowly because Lu Lingchuan refuses to take medicine.

And judging from the emperor's absent-minded look today, it must be another day to leave the court.

And Lu Lingchuan also thought that even if he had been idle for a few days, the empire, a machine with sophisticated mechanisms, had not stopped. He even mockingly believed that if he had not worked hard and worked hard for the balance of the former harem, he would have been more careful, responsible and tolerant towards the woman he loved.

Of course, it may be too late to say anything at this time.

Putting on a tea-white dragon robe, the jade dragon swallowed the sun and moon among the mountains embroidered with gold and silver threads.

At this time, the emperor had cold eyes and straight lips, looking like a reserved and noble handsome man in the capital.

Only Wang Dafu, who was closest to him, could sense a hint of sadness in the cold aura emanating from the emperor's body.

As time passed, Lu Lingchuan knew that he would soon see Shen Yao.

But this meeting may be the heaviest meeting in the world.

The little eunuch in Tsing Yi rushed to the entrance of the palace. As soon as the person arrived, he didn't even bother to catch his breath and reported back happily,——

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine and Taifu Shen have arrived. They are waiting outside Xingning Palace to see you!"

"I know." Lu Lingchuan said in a muffled voice.

He never thought that this moment that he had been longing for would be an irreversible farewell between him and Shen Yao.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Lingchuan raised his eyes and looked outside the palace, "Concubine Xuan, please come in. I ordered someone to accompany the Grand Tutor to wait in the south study."

"I see you, Your Majesty."

The delicate female voice came from the front of the palace. It sounded decent and gentle at first, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Lu Lingchuan followed the reputation and turned to Shen Yao.

Today, she wore the frightened swan bun that is fashionable among the ladies in the capital, with a little goose-yellow flower between her eyebrows. She was dressed in an elegant green feather skirt, with slim shoulders, a plain waist, and butterfly-shaped eyebrows. After saluting him, she lowered her head. He stood with his eyes open, very indifferent and distant.

But Lu Lingchuan knew very well that if she still loved him and admired him, she would never have such a heavy sense of twilight in her voice as she was so far away from him.

The person who once loved sleeping in his arms on his left side the most, who once had to count his heartbeats before falling asleep, was now standing in front of him indifferently.

He wanted to get close again, but the invisible barrier eliminated all courage.

Facing the dog emperor's pretending to be affectionate, Shen Yao was very disdainful.

In order to enter the palace today, she got up early in the morning and dressed up carefully. But the purpose of this move is to complete a decent farewell with the Dog Emperor.

This is her biggest expectation now.

In this world, some people say goodbye in order to meet each other better.

And she and him can only be called farewell.

"You have nothing to say to me?"

The gentle voice came closer, interrupting her thoughts. Looking up, Lu Lingchuan had walked up to Shen Yao.

She took two steps back, keeping a proper distance from him, then lowered her eyes, focusing on his boots embroidered with red gold dragons.

Shen Yao made up her mind that as long as Lu Lingchuan took one step forward, she would take three steps back.

Lu Lingchuan looked tired and gloomy, and said nothing more.

After standing in front of Shen Yao for a while, he raised his voice outside and asked, "Isn't Master Xiu Yuan here yet?"

"Amitabha!"

A solemn Buddha's call came from outside the hall, "Your Majesty, great monk, I have arrived."

Shen Yao and Lu Lingchuan looked outside the hall at the same time,——

Against the morning sun, a tall and white monk, wearing a brocade cassock and sandals, stepped into the main hall of Xingning Palace with his hands clasped together and a solemn appearance.

The great monk Xiuyuan nodded slightly to the emperor and the beautiful woman beside him.

"Buddhists should not be involved in worldly affairs. However, this poor monk once had a relationship with His Majesty when he was young. Therefore, he still came to this rich and noble place in the world."

"Master Xiuyuan is here to help!"

Lu Lingchuan put his hands together and bowed in return, while Shen Yao also bowed with her skirts folded.

"They look like a perfect couple, what a pity!"

The great monk let out a long sigh and uttered a sour poem, "All the little children in the world are most likely to be infatuated with love!"

It was rare for Shen Yao to listen to his long-winded words, and he said bluntly, "Today, I would like to ask Master Xiuyuan to speak frankly. Is your Majesty's dream true or false?"

Deep down, I couldn't help but feel some contempt for Lu Lingchuan.

This so-called eminent monk invited by the Dog Emperor is so good at talking, but I don't know if he has any real ability.

The great monk lowered his head and did not look at the imperial concubine. He only smiled and said, "Although there are still a few hours before the fast, is the imperial concubine so stingy that she does not even give a cup of tea to the poor monk?"

Although she knew that the great monk was playing tricks, Shen Yao still blushed.

Wang Dafu quickly served him a cup of fine tea.

The great monk drank up the tea in one breath, and then handed the tea cup to the hand of the eunuch in front of the emperor, "I would also like to ask for it. The tea is so good, the poor monk can drink three cups in a row."

"Master Xiuyuan, I am rude."

Shen Yao was quite embarrassed. On such a hot day, the great monk came from the mountains early in the morning, so she was indeed too eager.

As if he could see Shen Yao's thoughts, the great monk laughed "haha" and said, "My dear concubine, don't be impatient. My concubine's disaster has passed. From now on, life will be smooth and smooth."

His laughter came from his Dantian and had a refreshing air that cleansed the world.

After the great monk Xiu Yuan finished speaking to Shen Yao, he faced Lu Lingchuan and said solemnly, "But the poor monk had to comfort your majesty and let go of his attachments in order to get rid of the inner demons."

"I am the Son of Heaven, and I have no worries or fears about anything in the world. Please speak frankly, Master. I can bear any consequences!"

"It's just the poor monk who is trying to make things up. This dream-breaking thing cannot be done without the personal participation of those involved. If your majesty and the empress are ready, then the poor monk will do it for them and recreate the dream of the past and present life."

The great monk smiled brightly, showing his white teeth, "Before casting the spell, I, the poor monk, please borrow some items from your majesty and empress."

"Master, please speak!" Lu Lingchuan said solemnly.

"The first thing the poor monk needs is the hair of two couples on their wedding day."

"Second, we still need three drops of your majesty's and empress's blood."

"Three, it's not right now, we have to wait until the full moon night."

After hearing what the great monk said, Shen Yao's moist and clear eyes widened. She asked Lu Lingchuan angrily, "So, you can't do this on non-full-moon nights?"

"Did His Majesty use this trick to trick me into entering the palace?"

When the great monk saw that the imperial concubine was angry, he shouted the Buddha's name - "Amitabha!"

"My Lady and Your Majesty, although your mortal relationship is broken, you have frequent misunderstandings. It is difficult to understand!"

"Don't worry, my dear, the moon is full tonight, and what you and Your Majesty want to know will naturally come to light!"

The great monk finished slowly, "Of course, your majesty still needs to pay enough to ask the great monk to end the dream. Although Wanfo Temple is prosperous, I still ask your majesty to donate thousands of gold."

Lu Lingchuan touched the bridge of his nose and was speechless for a long time.

He is spending money to buy his suffering. The next moment, a more heart-wrenching voice was heard.

Shen Yao said eagerly, "As long as the master can help me achieve my wish, even if your majesty defaults on the debt, I will give you a thousand pieces of gold!"

Lu Lingchuan smiled bitterly and ordered Wang Dafu to immediately send a thousand gold coins to Wanfo Temple at full speed.