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

After listening to the great monk's words, Shen Yao did not feel enlightened.

Of course she knew she had to go to Lu Lingchuan's dream to call him out.

But she was so unwilling to dream back to her previous life. Through the clear arrangement of the dog emperor's posthumous affairs, she knew that he finally saw with his own eyes the tragic situation before her death.

He couldn't bear it once, so why did he have to let her go through the heart-wrenching pain twice?

Is he obviously the one who committed the evil?

"Noble sir, the Grand Master has asked this poor monk to convey a message to you. A brave man is not afraid. His actions speak louder than his words."

"My lord, although everything is difficult this time, if you get through it, you will be able to enjoy the full moon."

The great monk's voice fell into Shen Yao's ears word by word through the mist mixed with the fragrance of flowers and medicine.

"Then let me try again." Shen Yao gritted his teeth and got on the bed again.

This time's dream was about Lu Lingchuan kneeling down in Shen's house in order to marry her.

In the pouring rain, he knelt in the courtyard with his back straight, his clothes soaked. His father tried to persuade him, but he wouldn't get up. His father scolded him as a master, but he still wouldn't get up. In the end, Dad gave up and had to kneel with him.

At that time, the late emperor had already decreed the canonization of Wang Yunling as the crown princess, and Shen Yao thought about letting go when she was sad and sad. And Taifu Shen looks for an outstanding son who is suitable for his daughter everywhere.

The prince's kneeling in the rain was shocking. No matter how the Shen family daughter came from a noble family and was so beautiful that she rose to Beijing, all interested people would have to shun her.

Taifu Shen reluctantly agreed to Lu Lingchuan, but asked him to write a promise in his own hand. If he treats Shen Yao badly in the future, he must let her go back to Shen Mansion.

After Lu Lingchuan agreed, he said goodbye to Taifu. And Shen Yao in the dream followed him into the palace for no reason.

This time, the late emperor was furious and felt that the prince had lowered his status too much in order to marry the daughter of the Shen family, so he ordered Lu Lingchuan to get twenty imperial staffs. But fifteen-year-old Shen Yao watched him being beaten, helpless and crying heartbrokenly.

The late emperor turned a blind eye to her and continued to scold Lu Lingchuan in a rage, "I immediately decreed that Shen Yao be married to Xue Yue, the only son of the Marquis of Protector, so that she would stay in the border for the rest of her life and would not be allowed to return to the capital."

After hearing this, Lu Lingchuan kept begging to the late emperor while being beaten,

"Father, my son begs you."

"Son, please."

"My son is such a beloved girl. As long as I marry her, I will obey my father in everything."

The dream ends here and then moves on to the next scene.

It was still the scene of Lu Lingchuan kneeling in front of the late emperor and being scolded.

The late emperor glared angrily, "As the crown prince, you can't even control your own woman. If you consummate your marriage with the crown princess, why is she causing trouble!"

"Order Nanny Qin who is next to the queen to slap the concubine Shen Yao twenty times, and then punish her to kneel in the Fengxian Hall for a night."

"You should know that managing the harem is the same as managing the previous dynasty. Play hard to get, while you push back and she advances."

The dream ended abruptly here.

Shen Yao sat on the couch blankly, her mind filled with chaotic memories.

Half of the things in the dream were experienced by her personally, and half were unknown to her.

She never knew that Lu Lingchuan had to bear so much for her.

After marrying her into the East Palace, she became Prince Jiao's exclusive concubine. And her eyes and heart were filled with only him. She even made up her mind that, for his sake, she would stop being coquettish and angry, and reform herself and change her temperament.

As long as he loved her, she could live as a concubine.

All the conflicts and grudges started on the day he consummated his marriage with the Crown Princess. The great eunuch beside the late emperor, holding a bright imperial edict, led the imperial army to surround Zhilan Palace where she lived. Lu Lingchuan was still angry and went to the princess's residence.

Shen Yao was sitting in the bedroom, restless, like a hundred claws scratching her heart. She couldn't help but think about it in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the worse it got, but she knew that if she kept crying, even if her heart broke, Lu Lingchuan wouldn't be able to hear her.

So Shen Yao made a bold decision and took a large dose of Ganoderma lucidum. Half an hour later, she was rolling around on the bed in pain.

Her illness turned the East Palace upside down. Not only did it mess up the good things between Lu Lingchuan and the Crown Princess, but he also scared his father to the point of weakness.

However, after this incident, Lu Lingchuan gradually used tricks to control her. Or it's what the late emperor said in the dream, playing hard to get, he retreats and she advances.

From now on, on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, he will stay in the princess's dormitory. Sometimes, in order to balance the former dynasty, he would accompany some concubines to play chess and enjoy flowers from time to time.

When Shen Yao makes trouble, he will coax her. If she makes trouble again, he will coax her again.

Gradually, for him, she shed all her pride and rebelliousness. She only knew that she simply couldn't live without this man.

Until today, everything was a punishment for her and a backlash against him after her infatuation.

"I wish I hadn't met you if I had known this."

"If I had known this, I would have left earlier."

Shen Yao sighed lowly.

Through the ajar window, one can see the hazy sky outside.

It was already dawn and she couldn't sleep.

So he put on his shirt and walked out of the emperor's bedroom in Xingning Palace.

Wang Dafu led the people to help her wash up, looking extremely attentive and anxious.

She is now the dog emperor's life-saving straw, and she can really walk around the palace.

After washing up and having a few bites of breakfast, Shen Yao asked, "Where is Master Xiuyuan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the footsteps of mango shoes.

She turned her head and saw the great monk walking down the corridor, looking at her with compassion on his face illuminated by Buddha's light.

"Your Majesty shows no sign of waking up at this time. It seems that your noble lord failed to persuade your Majesty last night."

The great monk sighed deeply.

"Master, I don't know. I'm so ashamed. Although I also dreamed about some past events, I have a childish mind and can't remember that I want to persuade him to wake up."

"The noble man dreamed that it was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the sky was freezing and snowy?" the great monk asked.

Shen Yao shook his head.

"Your Majesty is still cold all over and is in the hell of eight colds and eight sufferings. If winter is not in your dream, then you all have your own dreams."

The great monk pronounced the Dharma name again, "Amitabha!"

"There are crazy children in the world who live apart from one another and end up in sorrow."

"Your Majesty and your Majesty live together but are separated from each other!"

Shen Yao turned around and rolled her eyes quietly. This great monk who cultivated relationships was full of nonsense. Why did she feel that he looked like he was unclean?

"Please ask the master to give you a solution!"

Shen Yao regained her reserve, bowed her skirt to the great monk, and sincerely asked for advice.

Xiu Yuan twisted the beads with one hand, put his hands together, and returned the salute,——

"Please hold this Buddha bone relic, noble one, so that you can naturally maintain a clear consciousness in your dreams."

"How can I enter His Majesty's dream, but the poor monk is helpless."

"Back then, your Majesty and your Majesty were also lovers, and they had a common understanding."

Shen Yao thought sadly, how could she and Lu Lingchuan still have the same connection now?

The bridge has long since returned to the bridge, and the road has returned to the road.

She took the Buddhist relic from Xiu Yuan's hand, held it in her hand, and returned to the emperor's inner palace.