minister wants to kill the king

I was meddling.

Feng Su twitched the corners of his mouth, "It's getting late, my son and minister stepped back first, I wish mother and concubine good health."

After saying that, he turned his head and left.

Walking to the door, Feng Su paused for a moment, didn't look back, and closed his eyes tiredly, "Concubine Hui just showed her pregnancy, and everyone sent them over after eating, if someone plots against Concubine Hui and something happens to Concubine Hui, who should be blamed for it?" Even if it's on your head," he said, almost gnashing his teeth: "Even if you think everyone's 'good people', it's better to be careful and avoid suspicion during this critical time."

Concubine Xiang rolled up her sleeve robe, stood in the hall, looked at his back, and replied, "Got it."

"Thank you mother for your understanding."

Feng Su walked out of Yicui Palace in stride, he had never wanted to stay away from this place, away from this ignorant and ignorant mother.

The decoration of the carved beams and painted buildings in Yicui Palace is more magnificent than that of the queen's residence. Because the concubine Xiang is not in good health, the emperor asked people to paint the walls with peppercorns to make them warm and fragrant. This is a treatment that the queen did not have.

This Yicui palace is like a birdcage carefully built by the emperor, with the supreme emperor's favor, imprisoning his canary-like mother invisible.

Raised his mother into an innocent girl.

Feng Su felt sour in his heart as he walked, and suddenly felt extremely wronged.

When concubine Xiang was doing things and talking, did she ever think about what would happen to her son if something went wrong?

Even those girls who have just entered the palace know how to be cautious in words and deeds to win people's hearts and guard against outsiders so as not to be isolated and helpless in the future. How could his mother who has been in the palace for more than ten years not understand?

Why can't she learn to be smarter for her son's sake, let her son worry less and plan more retreats?If the father dies, what should their mother and son do if they are alone and helpless?

I just want you to be less stupid, so as not to drag me down.Feng Su thought tiredly and indifferently.

Walking to the corridor, a monk came to meet him, wearing a moon-white cassock, with picturesque eyebrows and starry eyes.

The monk clasped his hands together and bowed to Fengsu.

"Three Highnesses."

Feng Su returned a salute, "Master Shi Qing."

Half a month ago, the palace invited the eminent monk Shi Qing from Huguo Temple to pray for blessings. Looking at the demeanor of this monk, it must be the eminent monk Shi Qing.

"What is the master doing?"

With a smile in Shi Qing's eyes, he said unhurriedly: "For a banquet in the palace, the poor monk is going to the front hall to attend the state banquet." As he spoke, Shi Qingchao Feng Su stretched out his hand, and Feng Su raised his head when he saw this, with a little doubt in his eyes .

"The poor monk sees that His Highness's eyebrows are quite dry, but there is something worrying? Why don't the poor monk recite a Qingxin Sutra for His Highness?"

Feng Su froze for a moment, raised his hand to press the center of his brow, and said with a smile: "It's okay to make Master laugh, and there's nothing to worry about." He wondered in his heart that this eminent monk is so--helpful?

Shi Qing still smiled lightly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, when he saw him, it seemed that any troubles would disappear like spring wind and rain.

Shi Qing took out something from his sleeve, spread it out in front of Feng Su's eyes, Feng Su took a closer look, it was a string of red sandalwood beads.

Just kidding, how could the prince wear Buddha beads, Feng Su hesitated to refuse, "Master"

Then, Shi Qing twisted the bead string with the other hand, moved his fingertips slightly, and took a Buddhist bead from the bead string.

Feng Su: ""

Shi Qing spread out his palms, held the Buddhist bead in his palm, and said with a smile: "The poor monk has a predestined relationship with His Highness, and we don't have much gift when we meet for the first time, so I will give this Buddhist bead to Your Highness as a gift."

Feng Su was sure, this Master Shi Qing was not only warm-hearted, but also stingy.

"This red sandalwood Buddha bead was prayed by the poor monk for 49 days. It has the effect of calming the mind and dispelling evil spirits. I hope that His Highness will always wear it by his side, and never forget it."

Feng Su was dubious in his heart, took the Buddhist beads from Shi Qing's hand, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Master."

The buddha bead was not as smooth as jade like ordinary buddha beads, but was full of gullies. Feng Su took a closer look and found that a small buddha bead was densely engraved with unknown Sanskrit characters.

Feng Su's heart was shocked, knowing that this Buddhist bead was not an extraordinary product, he quickly put away his contempt, clasped his hands together and returned a salute, saying: "I will take good care of it."

Farewell to Feng Su, until the other party walked far away, Shi Qing said lightly, and said to the empty surroundings: "The third highness is haunted by ghosts because you are often by his side? Could it be that you said to kill you?" The person in question is His Highness the Third Highness?"

Xue Lang said indifferently: "You bald donkey are really enthusiastic, why don't you give others a gift as well?"

Shi Qingnian stretched out the string of Buddhist beads to Xue Lang, and said with a smile: "The poor monk gave this string to the benefactor?"

Xue Lang was forced to subconsciously take a few steps back by the golden Sanskrit on the beads, paused, and said with a sneer, "Come quickly." He made a gesture to touch the string of beads.

Shi Qing: ""

Shi Qing took back the Buddhist beads as fast as lightning, he almost forgot that this ghost came to him to seek death in the first place.Shi Qing made fun of himself, so he said: "If the benefactor doesn't want to have the other hand, it's better to stay away from it."

Then Shi Qing saw Xue Lang unscrew his head with his left hand expressionlessly, toss it in the air twice, and then put it back on his neck.

Shi Qing: ""

Xue Lang mocked, "I'll kick your head as a ball? Do you want to play or not?"

Shi Qing: ""

Xue Lang frowned, his eyes darkened, "Vald donkey, are you going against me on purpose?"

Shi Qing said as he walked, "It seems that His Highness the Third Highness is indeed the one who killed you."

Xue Lang snorted coldly, "How many times do I need to ask this? What do you mean by giving the buddha beads to that kid so that I can't get close to him?"

Shi Qing still smiled, and said unhurriedly: "The poor monk entered the palace to pray for the heavenly family, and the Third Highness is haunted by ghosts, how can the poor monk ignore it?"

Xue Lang was so touched, he couldn't help applauding him.

"I see the dragon aura around His Highness the Third Highness, and he is the destined Ziwei star. How can he let ghosts approach him?" Shi Qing's eyes were sharp, and he looked at Xue Lang with warning eyes.

Ghosts are evil.

Xue Lang's eyes sank, and after a while he suddenly smiled, "I still think it is, what kind of person is Shi Qing, the eminent monk of Huguo Temple, it turned out to be nothing more than that."

Shi Qing frowned slightly.

Xue Lang said indifferently: "Shi Qing, you lied to me."

Shi Qing's fingertips trembled slightly.

"You said that I was trapped in the palace. In your words, it was called the Earth Binding Spirit. My mind was in a mess at the time, but after thinking about it later, I felt that something was wrong." Xue Lang raised his chin slightly, narrowed his eyes, quite proudly, "I am not bound by the palace, and the person who bound me is not Feng Su, but myself."

Shi Qing looked at Xue Lang calmly, "It's because the poor monk is not good at learning."

"Don't dare, Master is very smart." Xue Lang sneered, "I think it's wrong, my obsession, why is it me? There is no such reason, obviously 'kill Feng Su' Revenge' is a more plausible reason."

"You have to ask the benefactor himself." Shi Qing said with a smile.

"Why are you so anxious to get rid of yourself?" Xue Lang raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "After staying for more than ten days, I finally figured it out. I actually hate myself even more."

"I hate the incompetent self in the past, so I am addicted to the past and obsessed with changing the past, so I appear here. After death, the soul is bound by the past self and cannot break free. It is really sad and ridiculous to say."

Xue Lang was generous, admitting his weakness.

"Master Shi Qing was born with Buddha bones, which can connect yin and yang. I don't know how many lonely ghosts he has seen. He can't even tell them apart." Xue Lang narrowed his eyes and squinted at him, his eyes were like knives, as if they could nail people. go with your heart.

The smile on Shi Qing's lips faded, and he looked back at Xue Lang, as if saying "so what".

"That day you asked me three things, you fooled me casually, and you lied to me that I was imprisoned by the palace. Did you want me to stay here quietly and let go of my obsession slowly as you said?"

"But you don't have to lie to me, so is there another way I don't know? For example, I can be resurrected."

Shi Qing looked at him in astonishment, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Xue Lang smiled.

He laughed lowly, his heart was so happy that he couldn't add more, he didn't ask about the method of Shi Qing's resurrection, the other party would definitely not say it, as long as he confirmed that there was such a possibility, it would be fine, and he could find the rest by himself.

"Monks don't tell lies, Master Shi Qing, you are nothing more than that." Xue Lang sneered, "I don't know what you are worried about, but what are you doing, you really can't bear the word "high monk."

"The poor monk didn't intend to deceive, the benefactor was too evil, and the poor monk was afraid that there would be more troubles, so he had to hide it for the time being. When the opportunity comes, it will be natural."

"If Master doesn't leave, we will be late for the banquet." Xue Lang said.

Shi Qinggan paused for a moment, sighed, brushed his monk's robe on the floor, turned around and left.

When the opportunity comes?Xue Lang kept pondering over this sentence, maybe that bald donkey fooled him again.

However, he is not in a hurry now, he lived so tiringly when he was a human being, but he can't live so tiringly as a ghost, and Xue Lang can afford to wait ten or twenty years.