Yu Ling stayed in Ji Fengqing's Tianmu Villa for two days, soaked in hot springs and rolled in bed sheets, and her life was free, but she didn't dare to forget the purpose of this trip. Although something went wrong in the middle of the journey, as long as she was still good, she could not do anything in accordance with the order of the Queen Mother.
Two days later, she asked Ji Fengqing to escort her to Qingyuan Temple
Finally, I was alone with this little fairy for two days and enjoyed the gentleness. Ji Fengqing was really reluctant to part with her.
Ling'er, why don't I go to Qingyuan Temple to accompany you for a few days? Ji Fengqing asked tentatively
OK! Yu Ling agreed immediately
Huh? Ji Fengqing just tried to ask her, but she didn't expect that she agreed so easily
However... Yu Ling paused slightly, a cramped smile appeared on her pretty face. You also know that Qingyuan Temple has always kept only women. If you want to accompany me, you can only be wronged.
What! Ji Fengqing was stunned at first, and then his handsome face became a little ugly because he looked too beautiful. He was most afraid of others saying that he looked like a woman. If someone else dared to say that, he would definitely turn against him on the spot.
Although Ji Fengqing was unhappy when Yu Ling teased this, he also understood that it was not convenient for him, a big man, to stay in Qingyuan Temple, so he could only leave in disappointment.
Worried that the previous assassin would come to hurt her again, Ji Fengqing left some good-looking guards to guard the mountain before leaving, and gave her another arrow, telling her to fire the arrows if there is danger, and ask for help.
Qingyuan Temple is located on Qixia Mountain, 50 miles away from the capital Luoyang. Because of its beautiful scenery and quiet environment, it is a blessing temple dedicated to the female family of the Yuan and Wei royal family.
There is another thing unknown to outsiders. Qingyuan Temple is actually a place where the late emperor's concubines become monks and practice.
When Yu Ling stepped into the main entrance of Qingyuan Temple, the abbot of the temple had been waiting for a long time
After a few polite greetings to each other, the host took her to the room prepared for her in the east wing. After the explanation was finished, Yu Ling suddenly asked: Master, I want to meet Wangchen, is it OK?
The donor, Wangchen passed away two years ago. The host's face was not angry or happy, but just a calm statement.
What?! Why did it go so suddenly? Yu Ling was shocked and sighed
The donor is mourning, forgetting the worldly relationship has ended, and it is not a good thing to reach the Western Paradise early. I presided over and recited Amitabha Buddha.
Yu Ling was silent for a while and said: I met Wangchen. Please take me to her to worship.
The host nodded and asked a little novice monk under his seat to take her to the cemetery on the back mountain.
Qixia Mountain is a quiet place, while the back mountain is very desolate and quiet. It is surrounded by round tombs, and its once bright and dazzling beauty has now turned into white bones.
Yu Ling lit three incense sticks in front of Wangchen's tomb, then sighed softly and said slowly: Wangchen, oh, you may still hope that I will call you Concubine Yi... You are dead, but who else can I ask many questions in my heart now?
She took out a thin silk book from her long sleeves and spread it in front of the tombstone. She knelt on the ground, staring at the silk book in a daze, and her thoughts floated slowly until the first and only time she and Concubine Yi met two years ago...
At that time, Yu Ling had just learned of the prince's wedding, but she tried every means but couldn't help it. She was so disappointed that she had the idea of being born.
She came to Qingyuan Temple alone and wandered around aimlessly until she saw the woman standing under the towering camphor tree
It was a very beautiful woman. Although she was wearing black clothes and facing the sky, she looked at Yu Ling from afar, showed a beautiful smile, and walked slowly over.
Sister, you are crying, who made you sad? The woman asked her with a smile, her voice was gentle and sweet
I...I didn't cry... Although Yu Ling was heartbroken, she was not crying
Although you don’t cry in your eyes, your heart is crying. Am I right? The woman still smiles very gently, but her eyes seem to penetrate people’s hearts.
How do you know? Who are you? Yuling asked strangely
Me, I almost forgot whom? In the past, people called me Concubine Yi, but now they called me Wangchen
Concubine Yi? Are you the Concubine Yi from the previous dynasty? Yu Ling was very surprised. She guessed that this woman might be the concubine of the harem of the previous dynasty. The concubines who had not given birth after the expiration of the previous emperor were sent to Qingyuan Temple to become a monk, but she did not expect that the gentle and beautiful woman in front of her was actually the Concubine Yi who was known as the witch of a generation
In his later years, the late emperor set up three palaces and six courtyards and disregarded three thousand beauties, and only favored a woman from a poor family. If it weren't for her lack of children, even the position of queen was her. Some people said that the Concubine Yi was a reincarnation of a demon, and the fox was confused. The last emperor died on her belly.
However, after the death of the late emperor, he did not hear the whereabouts of Concubine Yi. Unexpectedly, he was sent here. According to the saying, Concubine Yi is second only to the queen. She should have been a concubine and enjoyed her old age in the palace. However, the queen was jealous of her favor back then and could not tolerate her. She forced her to become a monk on the grounds of nothing to do.
It turns out that my name has not been forgotten yet... Concubine Yi's smile is still very gentle, but it makes people feel a little lonely. Forget it, you and I have the fate to meet you, see you are trapped in love, I can help you
Can you really help me? A glimmer flashed in Yu Ling's dark eyes, but it was extinguished immediately. I appreciated your kindness, but you can't help me, and no one can help me...
Women in the world are trapped by love, but they cannot get the heart of men. If I teach you how to grasp the heart of men and make them fascinated by you, won’t you not have to worry?
Concubine Yi smiled and took out a thin volume of silk book from her sleeve, handed it to Yu Ling's hand, and said: All the secrets are on this. You are a smart girl and you should be able to learn it soon.
After saying that, Concubine Yi floated away, leaving Yu Ling standing blankly while holding the silk book.
Yu Ling couldn't help but spread the silk book curiously, blushing and found that it was actually a strange book teaching art. The beginning reads: The man who is wise, the body is lower, the heart is middle, and the spirit is higher...
Although it was just a thin volume, it was very difficult. It took Yu Ling two years to understand it. She used the techniques she learned to do experiments on many men. It was indeed hard to get through. This is how many lovers came about. However, even though it was a spring night and there were countless lovers, she still felt empty in her heart. She wanted to reach out and grab something, but she felt that what she held was an illusory illusion. She knew that those men were just confused by her techniques and were greedy for her body. Which one really loved her?
So she never used art to Prince Yuan Shao. If she couldn't get his heart, what's the point of just getting his body? But she just defiled the pure first love in her heart for nothing.
Concubine Yi, I used the technique you taught to make many people greedy for my body, but I still couldn't get true love. I was still very worried, even more troubled than two years ago... You said, what should I do? Yu Ling knelt in front of Concubine Yi's tomb, muttering to herself, her eyes full of melancholy and loneliness
Writer's words:
This chapter explains why Yu Ling has the Mèi Wave Wave Wave Wave Wave
Two days later, she asked Ji Fengqing to escort her to Qingyuan Temple
Finally, I was alone with this little fairy for two days and enjoyed the gentleness. Ji Fengqing was really reluctant to part with her.
Ling'er, why don't I go to Qingyuan Temple to accompany you for a few days? Ji Fengqing asked tentatively
OK! Yu Ling agreed immediately
Huh? Ji Fengqing just tried to ask her, but she didn't expect that she agreed so easily
However... Yu Ling paused slightly, a cramped smile appeared on her pretty face. You also know that Qingyuan Temple has always kept only women. If you want to accompany me, you can only be wronged.
What! Ji Fengqing was stunned at first, and then his handsome face became a little ugly because he looked too beautiful. He was most afraid of others saying that he looked like a woman. If someone else dared to say that, he would definitely turn against him on the spot.
Although Ji Fengqing was unhappy when Yu Ling teased this, he also understood that it was not convenient for him, a big man, to stay in Qingyuan Temple, so he could only leave in disappointment.
Worried that the previous assassin would come to hurt her again, Ji Fengqing left some good-looking guards to guard the mountain before leaving, and gave her another arrow, telling her to fire the arrows if there is danger, and ask for help.
Qingyuan Temple is located on Qixia Mountain, 50 miles away from the capital Luoyang. Because of its beautiful scenery and quiet environment, it is a blessing temple dedicated to the female family of the Yuan and Wei royal family.
There is another thing unknown to outsiders. Qingyuan Temple is actually a place where the late emperor's concubines become monks and practice.
When Yu Ling stepped into the main entrance of Qingyuan Temple, the abbot of the temple had been waiting for a long time
After a few polite greetings to each other, the host took her to the room prepared for her in the east wing. After the explanation was finished, Yu Ling suddenly asked: Master, I want to meet Wangchen, is it OK?
The donor, Wangchen passed away two years ago. The host's face was not angry or happy, but just a calm statement.
What?! Why did it go so suddenly? Yu Ling was shocked and sighed
The donor is mourning, forgetting the worldly relationship has ended, and it is not a good thing to reach the Western Paradise early. I presided over and recited Amitabha Buddha.
Yu Ling was silent for a while and said: I met Wangchen. Please take me to her to worship.
The host nodded and asked a little novice monk under his seat to take her to the cemetery on the back mountain.
Qixia Mountain is a quiet place, while the back mountain is very desolate and quiet. It is surrounded by round tombs, and its once bright and dazzling beauty has now turned into white bones.
Yu Ling lit three incense sticks in front of Wangchen's tomb, then sighed softly and said slowly: Wangchen, oh, you may still hope that I will call you Concubine Yi... You are dead, but who else can I ask many questions in my heart now?
She took out a thin silk book from her long sleeves and spread it in front of the tombstone. She knelt on the ground, staring at the silk book in a daze, and her thoughts floated slowly until the first and only time she and Concubine Yi met two years ago...
At that time, Yu Ling had just learned of the prince's wedding, but she tried every means but couldn't help it. She was so disappointed that she had the idea of being born.
She came to Qingyuan Temple alone and wandered around aimlessly until she saw the woman standing under the towering camphor tree
It was a very beautiful woman. Although she was wearing black clothes and facing the sky, she looked at Yu Ling from afar, showed a beautiful smile, and walked slowly over.
Sister, you are crying, who made you sad? The woman asked her with a smile, her voice was gentle and sweet
I...I didn't cry... Although Yu Ling was heartbroken, she was not crying
Although you don’t cry in your eyes, your heart is crying. Am I right? The woman still smiles very gently, but her eyes seem to penetrate people’s hearts.
How do you know? Who are you? Yuling asked strangely
Me, I almost forgot whom? In the past, people called me Concubine Yi, but now they called me Wangchen
Concubine Yi? Are you the Concubine Yi from the previous dynasty? Yu Ling was very surprised. She guessed that this woman might be the concubine of the harem of the previous dynasty. The concubines who had not given birth after the expiration of the previous emperor were sent to Qingyuan Temple to become a monk, but she did not expect that the gentle and beautiful woman in front of her was actually the Concubine Yi who was known as the witch of a generation
In his later years, the late emperor set up three palaces and six courtyards and disregarded three thousand beauties, and only favored a woman from a poor family. If it weren't for her lack of children, even the position of queen was her. Some people said that the Concubine Yi was a reincarnation of a demon, and the fox was confused. The last emperor died on her belly.
However, after the death of the late emperor, he did not hear the whereabouts of Concubine Yi. Unexpectedly, he was sent here. According to the saying, Concubine Yi is second only to the queen. She should have been a concubine and enjoyed her old age in the palace. However, the queen was jealous of her favor back then and could not tolerate her. She forced her to become a monk on the grounds of nothing to do.
It turns out that my name has not been forgotten yet... Concubine Yi's smile is still very gentle, but it makes people feel a little lonely. Forget it, you and I have the fate to meet you, see you are trapped in love, I can help you
Can you really help me? A glimmer flashed in Yu Ling's dark eyes, but it was extinguished immediately. I appreciated your kindness, but you can't help me, and no one can help me...
Women in the world are trapped by love, but they cannot get the heart of men. If I teach you how to grasp the heart of men and make them fascinated by you, won’t you not have to worry?
Concubine Yi smiled and took out a thin volume of silk book from her sleeve, handed it to Yu Ling's hand, and said: All the secrets are on this. You are a smart girl and you should be able to learn it soon.
After saying that, Concubine Yi floated away, leaving Yu Ling standing blankly while holding the silk book.
Yu Ling couldn't help but spread the silk book curiously, blushing and found that it was actually a strange book teaching art. The beginning reads: The man who is wise, the body is lower, the heart is middle, and the spirit is higher...
Although it was just a thin volume, it was very difficult. It took Yu Ling two years to understand it. She used the techniques she learned to do experiments on many men. It was indeed hard to get through. This is how many lovers came about. However, even though it was a spring night and there were countless lovers, she still felt empty in her heart. She wanted to reach out and grab something, but she felt that what she held was an illusory illusion. She knew that those men were just confused by her techniques and were greedy for her body. Which one really loved her?
So she never used art to Prince Yuan Shao. If she couldn't get his heart, what's the point of just getting his body? But she just defiled the pure first love in her heart for nothing.
Concubine Yi, I used the technique you taught to make many people greedy for my body, but I still couldn't get true love. I was still very worried, even more troubled than two years ago... You said, what should I do? Yu Ling knelt in front of Concubine Yi's tomb, muttering to herself, her eyes full of melancholy and loneliness
Writer's words:
This chapter explains why Yu Ling has the Mèi Wave Wave Wave Wave Wave
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