The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

Everything was silent, and the entire Quyang Marquis Mansion was immersed in darkness.

The stars shone brightly, illuminating the outline of the artificial stone. A sporadic rustling sound broke the silence of the night.

The casual male voice was a little hoarse,

"What do you think about what I said last time?"

After a moment of silence, the soft and tender voice of an oriole chirps,

"She will go to Guangyin Temple to pray for blessings in the next two days. If you want it, go and get it yourself..."

The man praised, "I know you are the most sensible. Once I capture her, I will bring both of you into the mansion."

"You are the wife and she is the concubine"

It seemed to hit the woman's heart. She giggled and clung to the man's neck...

The suppressed cries echoed softly in the rockery.

The Guangyin Ancient Temple is hidden on a mountainside in the suburbs, surrounded by jungle and steep and dangerous.

There stands a thousand-year-old tree in the temple, symbolizing longevity. It is also not far from the capital city, and is home to many Buddhist monks and golden Buddhas, and is very popular.

In the Buddhist temple, the huge golden Buddha statue stands majestically, looking down at all living beings with kind eyes.

Chu Yizhao clasped his hands together, bowed, added some incense money, and prepared to leave.

The old monk beside him, wearing a cassock and with white eyebrows and a long beard, asked, "Donor, don't you want to ask for a fortune?"

"Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by God, there is nothing that the younger generation can ask for," Chu Yizhao replied.

Being able to start over again in life is already a great opportunity, how could she dare to ask for anything else.

The old monk's eyes were clear and distant. He looked at her quietly for a moment, then chanted a Buddhist name and left.

The wing rooms of Guangyin Temple are connected to each other into independent courtyards. The young monk pushed open the door.

There is a stone table, a water tank and two low walls in the yard.

It is simple and rustic, but clean.

The water tank was filled with water. Chu Yizhao leaned his head over and observed his face through the water surface.

After applying the medicine, the redness and swelling have subsided, and there is only a tiny cut on the chin caused by Zhao Shuzhen's fingernails, which has a thin scab.

"The water is shining on people, what a beautiful and refined crabapple flower"

A man's voice came from the gate of the courtyard. Chu Yizhao looked back and saw a strange man in a fancy shirt standing outside the door with a smile on his face.

The man cupped his fists and said, "I am Yuwen Feng."

His gaze wandered over Chu Yizhao unabashedly, boldly and frivolously, finally stopping on that extremely elegant face, with amazement flashing in his eyes.

"Miss Chu is so beautiful, so charming, she really wins my heart"

The blatant teasing made Chu Yizhao frown uncomfortably.

She knew this person, Qi Heng's childhood friend. The two of them were in cahoots with each other. They were despicable and filthy people.

In her previous life, after she got engaged to Qi Heng, Meng Yang often asked her to go to the princess's mansion to be punished, so she would inevitably meet this man.

Yuwen Feng was a good-looking man, with a slender build and a scholarly air. His smiling face made people feel less on guard.

This is the kind of person he is, speaking foul language, smelling foul, a complete pervert.

I didn't expect to meet here...

Chu Yizhao's face darkened immediately. "This is a very important place in Buddhism. I hope you will respect yourself."

"Have some self-respect?" Yuwen Feng seemed to have heard something interesting. He fanned himself and stared at Chu Yizhao's chest with ill intent.

“You have to play with it to know whether it is heavy or not.”

"presumptuous!"

Chu Yizhao was angry and shouted angrily,

"Shameless! Get out of here!"

Yuwen Feng didn't care. The woman was shy and after being pushed onto the bed, she insisted on asking for it.

He said with a grin,

"Miss Chu, why should you be angry? We are just making friends. Look at this little face, it's red and looks even more delicate."

As he spoke, he stepped closer, with undisguised lust in his eyes, which made the scholar's gentle face appear distorted and vulgar.

Chu Yizhao felt sick at being looked at, and hurriedly stepped back and shouted into the house,

"Qiaoyu! There are hooligans!"

Swish! A green-clad mouse jumped out of the house, stretched out his hands, stood in front of Chu Yizhao, and shouted righteously,

"Where are the hooligans!"

When she saw the well-dressed person in front of her, her face wrinkled in disdain.

"just you?"

She broke it in pieces with one hand, like a dried fish.

Yu Wenfeng was not happy to be despised by a maid, but he was always patient with beautiful women.

"Miss Chu is as beautiful as Xi Shi. I didn't expect the maid beside her is also pretty and charming."

"It's better..."

His eyes were rolling around, and Qiaoyu felt that he must be up to no good.

"Shut up and get out of here, or else" Qiaoyu raised her fist "you'll have to bear the consequences"

Yuwen Feng looked at the little hands, which were not even as big as his, and laughed out loud with contempt in his eyes.

"That's it? Tickling me is not enough. Go away and don't disturb me from talking to your master."

As he said that, he quickly walked forward to pull Chu Yizhao.

Hey, such arrogance, Qiaoyu's anger suddenly surged.

He dares to tease her own girl. I'll see if she won't hit him on the head.

"what!"

Qiao Yu gave a delicate cry, gathered strength in her fists, and was ready to meet the enemy head-on, with her fists swinging in the wind.

Yuwen Feng looked at the sandbag fist that was getting bigger and bigger in the sunlight, his face changed, and his previous leisurely expression suddenly broke.

Obviously the fist was not even as big as a meat bun, but he felt his hair stand on end. He subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but was fixed in place and unable to move.

At the critical moment, Chu Yizhao hurriedly said, "Qiaoyu, don't hit me in the face!"

When the sound reached her ears, it was too late, and Qiaoyu twisted her fist abruptly.

"boom!"

There was a thunder explosion on the ground, and the huge sound caused a flock of birds to fly away.

The water tank in the courtyard was blown up by a punch, and large pieces of broken porcelain flew everywhere, splashing water. One of the pieces happened to hit Yu Wenfeng's right shoulder.

"Ouch"

He staggered, holding his shoulder and grimacing in pain.

"Bitch! ...You"

"Master Yuwen," Chu Yizhao interrupted him expressionlessly.

"If you don't get out of here, my fist won't miss next time."

Yuwen Feng's angry face froze, looking somewhat ridiculous. The pain in his shoulder and the broken pieces of jar all over the floor were quietly mocking him.

He couldn't swallow this anger, but when the maid took a few steps forward, he was so frightened that his anger suddenly disappeared. He said viciously, "Wait," and stumbled out the door.

Chu Yizhao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the silly Qiaoyu. This child was good in every way except that she was a little hard of hearing. She was really afraid that she would punch someone in the face.

If the person is dead, it’s fine. You can just find a place to bury him. But if he is not dead and someone is startled, it will be troublesome.

Yuwen Feng is not scary, what is scary is the person behind him.

Princess Chen - Yuwen Chiyu

Yuwen Chi Yuguan was the favorite of the six concubines and the apple of the emperor's eye. Since she entered the palace, the emperor abolished the selection of concubines for her, neglected the queen, and set up six empty concubines.

If the fourth prince had been born earlier, Wei Yu would not have been the crown prince.

In the yard, Qiaoyu was picking up the broken pieces, cursing under her breath.

Yuwen Feng likes to marry girls from good families, especially daughters of officials, who are well-behaved and beautiful. He has killed people before, and the reason why he has survived all these years is closely related to Concubine Chen.

Yuwen Chiyu loved his nephew very much. If Yuwen Feng was beaten today, Qiaoyu would definitely die.

Then the gain outweighs the loss.

Thinking of his unwilling expression when he was leaving, he was like a sticky bean worm, and getting involved would only make me more disgusted.

Chu Yizhao didn't want to cause trouble, so he ordered,

"Qiaoyu, lock the door at night, let's go back tomorrow"

Qiaoyu nodded, "Yes, Miss."

Chu Yizhao was just about to sit down and rest when a group of people blocked the light from the door.

The young woman in the lead was covered in jewels and had a beautiful face.

She glanced at the messy yard and smiled.

"Is it a bad omen that I came here?"