The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

"..."

"Your Highness!"

The eyelashes trembled slightly, the person in front of the flower garden finally turned his head, Luo Hanjue swallowed his words, she looked into those eyes, and there was no longer the trance she saw just now.

Luo Hanjue's heart settled down, she was prepared for what will happen later.

Wen Yan looked at Luo Hanjue with a more helpless expression: "What? Why do you keep calling me? Such a short distance, your voice is so loud that it almost explodes my ears."

Immediately, Luo Hanjue gave an explanation: "Your Highness, if you go further, you will enter the pavilion." Seeing the girl's confusion, the female general loosened her words, and when she spoke again, her voice was cold, like a warning .

she says:

"We should stop here."

It was just a few words, but Wen Yan frowned unconsciously,

"Hmph, what you said is really interesting. There's nothing wrong with entering this pavilion. The garden is open normally. Even if you're not the king, everyone who enters the garden is open to public places everywhere." Wen Yan Strange, she didn't understand the meaning of Luo Hanjue's words.

Then, the woman raised her hand and pointed at Wen Yan's side.

The little prince followed his gaze, and there was a really inconspicuous stone tablet standing in the dense vegetation.

After reading the engraving on it clearly, Wen Yan can understand it.

——Seeking Fate Temple.

When she came back to her senses, the girl also understood what Luo Hanjue meant.

I don't know who came up with the idea.

With this gazebo as the entrance, the low hill next to the Baichun Garden was opened up, and a long mountain road came out.

On the other side of the mountain, there are some abandoned temples.

And "Qiuyuan Temple" is even more unified in words and words. I don't know when a group of believers and believers appeared. It is rumored that there is a temple on the top of the mountain that is very effective. As long as you hang it on the old locust tree behind the temple Marriage talisman, if it is full for three months, Yuelao will connect the knotted talisman, and the red thread that hits will be entwined.

Since then, lovers who hang the talisman can stay together forever and live together for the rest of their lives.

It's a very interesting statement, but it's a pity that a certain Yumu who insists on doing what he does and seeks truth from facts always takes these illusory things seriously, and even thinks that they are just the imagination of a group of idle and boring literati and poets chatting in the story books.

Wen Yan looked at the moss on the stone tablet, and the vigorous and simple inscriptions were all traces of time.

She is a little disdainful, but these can prove that those things are not just nonsense.

The person behind her didn't know when she was on the same side, but she didn't make a sound. Wen Yan was no longer surprised, she tilted her head slightly, and her soft hair swayed slightly. She observed the woman's reaction through this gap.

Wen Yan didn't know why he did this.

Luo Hanjue is still expressionless, especially now that she is standing side by side, the alienated and cold aura is even more severe, sharper and hurtful than her commendable glamorousness, and she cannot be approached.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Wen Yan rolled her eyes. She was analyzing the pros and cons of herself. They should leave where men and women go. There are still many places that they haven't visited in the rest of the time. It's a rare day that is spared. How do you think it takes time here? Neither is right.She thought about it a little bit, looking away without blinking.

It's a pity that the fingers under the sleeves are clenched tightly.

In just a short while, she thought too much, and her heart was full of chaos, disturbing like a mess.

Wen Yan looked at the woman's clear side face, and she only felt that the old wound on the back of her head was like someone hitting it with a small hammer, bit by bit, some inexplicable words came out of her mouth like this.

Luo Hanjue closed her eyes with some regret. She had done so many things in the past, which were intimate and ambiguous. Unfortunately, at this stage of the plan, she inexplicably developed a cowardly weakness. It's better to end the project here.

The woman touched the rough paper on her sleeve, but felt a little sorry for the talisman she asked for earlier.When Luo Hanjue opened her eyes again, it was the young voice that rang in her ears faster than her retreat.

"I'm going up to see."

"Luo Hanjue, you go with me."

Luo Hanjue was taken aback, his expression moved instantly.

The phantom color from the purple eyes is a kind of beauty that can make people dizzy.

A gust of wind blew over, and when she turned her head, she could only see the corner of the robe that took a step forward and walked up the stone steps of the ancient road early.

For a long time, the low, melodious chuckle was carried away with the wind.

Wen Yan walked up in a hurry, she was surprised by her impulsiveness, but for some reason, after Wen Yan provocatively uttered, a voice echoed in her heart, the impulse surged up, but the soreness of the wound gave Wen Yan strength .

So, Wen Yan said it.

It tells itself that it is right to do so, and it is wrong to do what you want but not to say or do. If this is the case, one day she will regret her hesitation, only this moment of hesitation.

The young man's brows and eyes are still impeccable and dazzling, and Wen Yan is full of vitality. She is actually in pain and her legs are trembling, but Wen Yan's steps are not wrong. On the contrary, if Wen Yongning is here, she said Maybe I will have a speed fight with this guy to see who gets to the top first.

Maybe it will startle Shizi into a panic.

Just thinking about it in this way, the throat of His Royal Highness An couldn't restrain the vibration, and the beautiful and delicate eyebrows were filled with a little warmth.

The trees on both sides were full of shadows, and it was still sunny. On the quiet and long ancient road, Wen Yan let go of a loud laugh, and walked towards the highest place without hesitation.

Although the terrain is low, it is actually hard stone steps built by more than a hundred thousand people.

Wen Yan's feet were covered with soft pads, but she was not exempt from the difficulty. She avoided the pale figure following her, and found a cool place to flex her ankles.

She walked a little too fast just now, and she gasped for breath, gradually relieving her numbness.

The system was bubbling like a dog's leg, "Host, how about this time I..."

"To shut up."

"I think it should..." Succeeded.

Under the oppression of gentle words, the sound of the system became smaller and smaller, and it could only exit in tears, knowing that the A-level electrotherapy method it was proud of would no longer be useful.

After Wen Yan let out a breath to solve the hidden danger, she raised her eyes and looked forward.

Luo Hanjue stood quietly in front of the altar, her brows and eyes were unbelievably quiet, she was staring fixedly in one direction, Wen Yan didn't know what she was looking at.But she knew that Luo Hanjue was not as tired as she was, and the sunshine in her place was not as good as here.

No, put it another way.Perhaps the dilapidated temple is also sympathetic to the beauty, even with the mottled lights and shadows, he just avoided the white clothes, but the rim of an altar soaked in incense and smoke was full of bright sun.

That brilliance cannot be seen directly.

Wen Yan looked straight at that place, and the movements of his hands intensified.

Ma Jin came fiercely and went quickly.

Wen Yan walked in big strides, almost on the front and back, took the incense from the seat next to him, wiped the cold incense and said leisurely: "I'm not going in yet, I'll just watch outside, the Buddha won't hear you desire."

Without hearing Luo Hanjue's answer, Wen Yan walked into the temple first.

The figure that occupied all the thoughts in Luo Hanjue's eyes gradually disappeared into the temple, the woman lowered her eyes, and the corners of her mouth lightly raised.

In fact, it has been realized...

Her wish... has come true.

As Wen Yan expected, the dilapidation of this temple is clear at a glance. Although there is a lot of incense ash in the altar, the dilapidated rubble everywhere and the long steps that no one has repaired along the way all illustrate a reason.

It has been abandoned here for a long time.

But she was able to get here, and she found the rumored "Qiuyuan Temple" so smoothly. Wen Yan narrowed her eyes. It seems that she was the first to ask for her own opinion on the decision of the next direction.

Birds in early spring always sing very crisply, and the more lonely the place, the more crisply.

After a long while, only a light hum was heard in front of the empty temple.

Wen Yan stopped thinking about it.

Because Luo Hanjue also walked in.

She handed over the incense candle in her hand, and the girl said in a clear voice: "Pray for Buddha and incense, do you want me to teach you the steps?"

Luo Hanjue took it, but there was a swaying fire in front of the futon, which was strange.But the incense in her hand was as silent and responsible as she was, and it fell quietly on the candle, and the quaint ends turned red, one, two, three, all the same.

Three wisps of blue smoke were faintly ignited.

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and stopped talking, and put away his extravagant thoughts, and kept his mouth shut.

In front of the Buddha, although she is not pious, she never aspires to the Buddha, but in front of such a believer, Wen Yan has enough respect.

When the sixth thin smoke rises.

In front of the merciful Buddha, in the empty temple, there are rumors that no one knows.

Believers entrust their own unknown piety.

Wen Yan also closed her eyes, the futon under her knees was not soft, it was still covered with a thin layer of dust just now, these details that she would always pick and choose were gone.

Miraculously, she held the three thin sticks of incense and sniffed the smell of ashes at the tip of her nose, but Wen Yan's mood was extremely clear.

Wen Yan was thinking, did she really want to think carefully about what wish she would have.

No worries about food and clothing, a rich life, and annoying superfluous things are just those dirty things in the court, but Wen Yan doesn't think those things are worth her kneeling like this.Besides, in front of the Buddha, no matter how you look at it, the vulgar world's troubles cannot enter the eyes of Buddhism.Of course, this is all her own conjecture.She has never read Buddhist scriptures, and loves the secular world without so much trouble, but Wen Zibo likes to read those scriptures and Buddhist biographies.

What about the others?

Not for others, but for yourself?

Wen Yan bit the soft flesh in her mouth, she didn't know if she should think about it.

But, she took six sticks of incense and divided them equally. She used three sticks of incense before the Buddha, all for herself.

That being the case, why not?

Perhaps this is the mercy of the Buddha.

Therefore, the moment this small thought came up, Wen Yan's eyelids trembled, she knew that it was over, a beginning and an end would inevitably grow and take root like weeds, and it could only be completely burned by a prairie fire.

Just like now, Luo Hanjue's face became more and more intense with the presence in his mind.

So, can you?

Before asking the second time, Wen Yan's fragile eyelids moved for a moment, because her fingers were burned by the falling incense ash.

Now the little prince knows the annoying thing.

She opened her eyes.

"Your Highness, let's go."

Wen Yan said "um", lazily raised his eyes and stepped out around the threshold, the matter has been completed.

Luo Hanjue walked in front of her. The white clothes she wore specially today were ethereal, and Wen Yan was only a few steps behind. She looked at the fluttering sleeves and the figure of the woman who was about to disappear under the horizon.

Standing at the highest end, she opened her mouth condescendingly and asked, "Aren't you going to take a look at the back?"

Luo Hanjue didn't look back, but a smiling voice came back: "The temple is just a place to pray for Buddha, here is only the Buddha in this place, what's the point of going to the back?"

Wen Yan sneered: "You girl of the right age, if you don't go to see the spirit who is seeking marriage, how long have you knelt down here to worship the Buddha, why don't you take a few more steps with less time?"

Luo Hanjue was so close to being pointed out that she was old, she was still not angry, probably because she was in a particularly good mood, Wen Yan looked over from a high place, and the corners of the normally straight mouth of the woman who turned around were curved up, serious and solemn Once a person let go of a little defense, the softness revealed will always make people dizzy.

For example, Wen Yan said bluntly again: "Let's go, it's considered that the king is interested, and you, a subject, won't be able to spare some time at this moment."

After finishing speaking, the girl turned around and left, covering the blush at the base of her ears.

The area at the back of the mountain is indeed more chaotic, and the old pagoda tree is worthy of being an ancient tree. Even though the place is so deserted that it is about to become a living room in the underworld, the warm sun shines, and the oppression of tall and rough is no longer there. Ribbons are no longer like blood-stained white silk.

Wen Yan looked around, slightly speechless.

She didn't expect that this corner of the corner was really regarded as a treasure tree for finding marriage and true love.Wen Yan looked at the nearest floating animal, and there were indeed a few blurred writing on it.

The specifications of the Liang Dynasty font can be vaguely recognized.

"Do these people really think that by tying their names together and tying them to a tree, they can get a lifelong love?"

Wen Yan walked under the strips of cloth with strides, and said without looking back, but his tone was colder than ever before.

The system looked at the host, and it was a little curious. In fact, many times, Wen Yan and ancient thinking can collide in many places, from accepting its existence, bit by bit, to many, even watching those TV dramas, maybe I don’t have any It was discovered, but the system found that the host's ability to accept some strange simple language was very smooth. Even if it hadn't started to explain it, it could explain it clearly with subconscious gentle words. It seemed that there was no communication barrier at all.

What Wen Yan said just now is the same with a lot of thoughts that are active in her heart now.

Luo Hanjue said softly, "Your Highness, do you think it's impossible?"

Wen Yan held a precarious one, and she looked at it casually, "It is said that it is rare to achieve both things. Since ancient times, it has been said that loyalty and filial piety are difficult to achieve, and all the behaviors that can be seen are like this. The illusory love is so long. Even the smart people here dare not speak out loudly and absolutely, relying on a tree, a red talisman, and two names, if friendship is so simple, how can there be so many right and wrong?"

Not all women in the harem are like this. Concubine Yu, the Liu family, and even the biological mother of the little emperor's younger brother were thrown into the well to die after being thrown into the cold palace for half a year insane by Emperor Wen.

Competing for favor, competing for favor, for the sake of the heirs, they can think of any means.

There was a coldness on the corner of Wen Yan's mouth, and he smiled sarcastically.

She let go of the name in her hand.

The trembling Yu character was finally blown off by the wind, and it was covered with dust.

Wen Yan followed the road, stepped on the broken leaves, and crushed the mess.

What she didn't know was that a few broken red talismans fell from the sleeve robe of the woman following behind.

Like a broken red thread, it will be scattered when the wind blows.

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I've been a little busy recently, I'm late, and I just wrote it secretly.