After I died, the sickly prince turned black

Begging for mercy is instinctive, but You Ziqing doesn't think Zhao Zhen will let him go.

Zhao Zhen didn't want to but really quit.

"You go." Zhao Zhen pushed You Ziqing away.

You Ziqing looked at him, not sure whether his words were true or false.

Thinking that he was talking ironically again, he gritted his teeth, lowered his eyes and began to undress by himself, but this time, Zhao Zhen held down his hand.

Zhao Zhen pulled him back into his arms, straightened his clothes and tied his belt with his own hands: "Go back."

"Your Highness?" You Ziqing was really stunned.

Zhao Zhen closed his eyes, turned his head, and clenched his fists as if forbearance: "Go quickly."

Although he didn't know why Zhao Zhen suddenly changed his mind, You Ziqing still saluted, turned and left.

Almost the moment You Ziqing turned around, Zhao Zhen burst into tears.

Hu Chang came from the shore and was surprised to see the tears on Zhao Zhen's face: "Your Highness..."

"Get lost!" Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth.

Just as Hu Chang was about to get out, Zhao Zhen called him back again.

"Wait, bring, bring Gu's medicine." Zhao Zhen said.

"Your Highness, the medicine is three-point poisonous. Abbot Huishan said, you have to quit this medicine slowly, you can't..."

Zhao Zhen interrupted: "Hu Chang, you talk too much."

Hu Chang sighed and turned around.

On the other side, You Ziqing returned to the Hou Mansion, but met an unexpected person.

"Abbot Huishan?" You Ziqing looked behind Abbot Huishan, the road leading to the old lady's yard.

"Amitabha." Abbot Huishan finished the Buddha's verse, and looked up at You Ziqing: "The poor monk sees the frown between the benefactor's brows, but what troubles and confusions can't be solved?"

"You still know how to read faces?" You Ziqing raised an eyebrow.

Abbot Huishan said: "Can the poor monk go to the almsgiver's courtyard and ask for a glass of water?"

You Ziqing knew that this man had something to say to him, and thought that he and Zhao Zhen seemed to have a good friendship, so he nodded: "Abbot, please."

Bringing him back to Zhuoxuanju, You Ziqing made Jiu'er serve tea and let him go out of the door.

"There is no one else at the moment, the abbot can say whatever he wants." You Ziqing glanced at the abbot Huishan, and then took a sip of hot tea.

"The benefactor's eyebrows are frowning, but it's because of the prince?" Abbot Huishan didn't beat around the bush and pretend to be deep.

You Ziqing looked at him, put down the teacup: "Yes, and no."

Abbot Huishan stared at You Ziqing for a while: "Well, the poor monk also gave a divination to the benefactor?"

"Also?" You Ziqing keenly grasped the point of his words.

Abbot Huishan took out two copper plates from his body, and fiddled with them on the table: "When the prince went to the temple to light the lamp for the first queen, the poor monk once made a fortune teller for him."

"Oh?" You Ziqing narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't know what the abbot has figured out?"

"Ziwei Xingshi was born." Abbot Huishan seemed to have figured out something interesting, his pupils were wide open, and he looked up at You Ziqing: "It's actually Shuangsha!"

You Ziqing's heart skipped a beat, but there was no expression on his face.

Abbot Huishan continued to bow his head and calculate: "It was originally a situation where the two evil spirits are mutually restraining each other, and fire and water are incompatible..."

He didn't continue talking, and looked up at You Ziqing: "To untie the bell, you have to tie it."

"What?" You Ziqing was slightly taken aback.

"The hexagram reminds." Abbot Huishan said: "Shuangsha is dead, but I don't know why Ziwei star has changed. It was a stranger, but now it's hard to say."

You Ziqing: "..."

Is this monk so powerful?

"Amitabha." Abbot Huishan stood up and said, "Thank you for the cup of hot tea, the benefactor. The poor monk will take his leave now."

You Ziqing followed and stood up.

Abbot Huishan paused for a moment: "By the way, the crown prince wants to become a monk, but the world of mortals is not over yet, so why convert to Buddhism?"

"Come out, become a monk?" You Ziqing was dumbfounded.

Abbot Huishan said: "He said that he couldn't kill the person who should be killed, and he was plagued by demons, and he suffered unspeakably."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head: "At the end of the day, it's just a sad relationship."

It wasn't until Abbot Huishan left that You Ziqing sat down as if waking up from a dream.

Demon troubled...

Is it the person who died in vain in his mouth?

Can't kill the person who deserves to be killed...

"It turns out that you can't do it?" You Ziqing smiled bitterly: "It's the benevolence of such a woman to live a new life."

But love...

Affection……

What do you mean?

You Ziqing suddenly felt a little flustered. He told the other party that it was not an exaggeration to be wronged in the past, so where did the love come from?

However, what shocked him the most was the fact that Zhao Zhen wanted to become a monk.

That man was crazy when he said he was crazy, and when he became crazy, he was relentless in torturing him, and he seemed to be able to do a job with ease in the court, so he still wanted to fall into Buddhism?

Snapped--

You Ziqing was patted on the shoulder suddenly, and when he turned around, he saw You Zimo standing on one side, looking at his face with his head tilted, looking eager for knowledge.

You Ziqing was startled, and turned away.

"What are you thinking about?" You Zimo sat down with his arms around his shoulders: "I've been standing and looking at you for a long time, and I have a good face, like a hundred flowers blooming, changing color after a while."

You Ziqing: "..."

"I thought you had to stay in the prince's mansion overnight, but I didn't expect him to let you back." You Zimo looked at You Ziqing: "Why did he bully you again?"

You Ziqing shook his head.

"San'er, I think there is something wrong with the prince." You Zimo leaned closer to You Ziqing: "I thought before that he was just greedy for your beauty, so he took advantage of the hunting ground to treat you like this, but..."

"But what?" You Ziqing frowned slightly.

You Zimo didn't answer, but asked, "Do you know why I was so embarrassed when I bumped into you two hugging each other today?"

You Ziqing: "??"

Isn't that embarrassing enough?

You Zimo said mysteriously: "I saw the prince was crying, and he was crying, and his expression was extremely painful, as if you would disappear if you let go."

You Ziqing: "..."

"San'er." You Zimo pondered for a while: "If the prince really likes you, would you..."

"No." You Ziqing interrupted: "The most ruthless emperor's family, princes and nobles, I don't want to provoke any of them. They are born to compete for interests, and they only know that the weak are prey to the strong, and the personal feelings of their children are not worth mentioning to them. But arty."

You Zimo felt that these words were too extreme, so he was silent: "So, even if the prince is sincere, you will not be tempted by him?"

"Hmm." You Ziqing narrowed her eyes.

"If that's the case, then you and him..."

"I've been troubled by nightmares before, but I've gotten better recently." You Ziqing said with a smile, "You need someone to tie the bell to untie it. That's what I think it means."

You Zimo: "..."

You Zimo said that he didn't understand a word!

The two brothers were talking in the room, and no one paid attention. Zhao Zhen stood outside the door and listened to the entire conversation between the two.

Just like hearing those words in the previous life, it hurt my heart.

I thought I would no longer feel it, but it turned out that it still hurts...

Sure enough, it's still... You Ziqing!