Qixia Temple is located on Qixia Mountain in northeastern Jiankang. It is an ancient temple with a history of hundreds of years and the birthplace of Buddhism in Jiangnan. It has always been a prosperous incense. Since the Wei State moved its capital to Jiankang, Qixia Temple has been accused of being a royal temple and worshipped by the royal family.
Yu Ling raised her slender hand and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, gently breathing the fresh air in the mountains. It was sunset at this moment, and the rays of sunset dyed the ancient temple of Foshan and the green forest of Cangshan into red, making it look particularly magnificent
Ji Fengqing rode on the horse in front, and the setting sun shone on his black hair like crows, making him look more and more beautiful. He looked back at her, and a charming smile bent at the corner of his mouth, but Yu Ling glared at him fiercely and put down the curtain.
Ji Fengqing couldn't please the beauty, but instead made her bored. She smiled helplessly and touched her nose. It turns out that women will become bad when they are pregnant? Since leaving the Anyang Marquis Mansion, Yu Ling has not given him a good look on the way. It is probably because they held a grudge against the two of them so fiercely that they fainted. But it cannot be blamed entirely on them. As men, how can they resist after their desires come up, especially when facing the charming and lovely man who has been missing for so long, how can they bear it?
Before leaving, Situ Muyun's lost appearance made Ji Fengqing a little worried. While sympathizing with his good friends, he was also glad that he was not born in such a noble family of nobles who had been born in such a generation. His parents died early and he started from scratch to lay a foundation. Therefore, he could decide on the marriage matters by himself and not be forced to marry a woman he didn't like.
Ji Fengqing rode his horse along the mountain road, and the sound of horse hooves was loud, and his thoughts floated far away. I remember when I first started with Yu Ling, I didn't think that this relationship would last for so long. I was purely curious about what kind of woman the first beauty of Yuan Wei who could make so many men bow together. It just happened that you have a love and ambition. It was a good thing to get along for a long time. I found that she was indeed different from other women. She did not have the greed of a small-sized woman nor the arrogance of a noble girl. It was easy to be with her, and she was even more enjoyable in bed, but she was also erratic, making you unable to control her.
Yuling is like a jar of good wine, which makes people immerse themselves in it without realizing it. She is reluctant to let go, but what really touched him the most is that she sacrificed herself to save her in times of danger. From that moment on, he decided that even if she can't be the only one in her mind, she should love her for the rest of her life, protect her for the rest of her life, and accompany her for the rest of her life. When you take someone in your heart, her every frown and smile is enough to touch your heart; her occasional willfulness, even anger, is also extremely cute in your eyes.
The winding mountain road has come to an end without realizing it. Qixia Temple is far away. Under the ancient cypress tree in front of the temple gate, the abbot wearing a red cassock led the monks to wait for the carriage for a long time. Ji Fengqing carefully helped Yu Ling out of the carriage.
After the two sides greeted each other, the abbot led them to the west wing to Qixia Temple covering a vast area. The mountain is full of sunshine and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. It is a good place for health care. However, the mountain wind is fierce at night. I think the girl's body is delicate. The abbot asked someone to clean up the warm pavilion in advance to serve as a temporary residence for Yu Ling.
Walking to the door of the west wing, the abbot stopped and said to Ji Fengqing: This is the residence of the female family. Donor Ji, please stay.
Yu Ling turned her head and looked at Ji Fengqing. Seeing that he looked reluctant, his eyes were full of worry and reluctance. Her anger had already subsided. She smiled and said: Thank you, Marquis, for escorting me here. Your Majesty must be waiting for you to come back to report. Marquis should take advantage of the bright sky and go back early.
But, does it really matter if you are alone?
Ji Fengqing asked hesitantly that although the temple seemed to be fully equipped, Yu Ling came here alone this time, and there was not even a servant to serve her. She was pregnant with Liujia, which was really uneasy.
Amitabha!
The abbot chanted the Buddha's name, don't worry, don't worry, everything in the temple has been prepared according to His Majesty's wishes, and I will arrange the princess's three meals a day and daily life properly.
Thank you for your worries
Yu Ling bowed to the abbot, Abbot Fu, and then turned around and blinked at Ji Fengqing naughtyly. I had been reclining in Qingyuan Temple for a few months before. I can take good care of myself and don't worry. Go back quickly and pay attention to safety on the way.
Seeing that she was finally not angry with her, Ji Fengqing had a smile on her face and felt much more relieved. Although she was still reluctant to leave her, Yu Ling was right. After all, Yuan Shao was still waiting for him to go back and report his life. The road had been delayed for a long time. If he went back late, he would probably be troublesome.
Okay, then I will say goodbye first. You must take good care of yourself, don’t be picky about food, and don’t think about it. Your Majesty will let you go back soon. I will ask for an order to pick you up at that time.
Ji Fengqing smiled gently, and held Yu Ling's slender hand hard, then he reluctantly left Qixia Temple with one step back and three glances.
Two pretty little novice monks about twelve or thirteen years old, with a delicate face, handicraftsmanship and handicraftsmanship, Yuling saw that they were busy like hardworking little bees, and couldn't help but ask with a smile: What are your names?
The tall and thin little shaman said ten times: When the female donor says, the little monk is named Qingfeng
Without waiting for another short and fat man to reply, Yu Ling first guessed: Then your name must be Mingyue?
The short and fat little novice smiled honestly and shook his head and said: No, we are all the eighteenth generation disciples in the temple, belonging to the Qing generation, the senior brother is Qingfeng, and the young monk is Qingyu
Yu Ling laughed silently, always thinking that Qingfeng and Mingyue were a pair, one was called Qingfeng, so he took it for granted that the other must be called Mingyue, but he didn't want others to be named by seniority, but such a short, fat, silly monk named Qingyu with a girl-like name, which is really funny
Yu Ling was secretly happy. Qingfeng and Qingyu had already arranged the greetings neatly. He gave up the greetings in a regular manner. He didn't even look up at Yu Ling for a longer time. His attitude was neither humble nor arrogant. Yu Ling nodded secretly when he saw them.
The warm cabinet is naturally not as luxurious as the Weiyang Palace, but fortunately it is clean and elegant. All the living utensils should be available. Yu Ling opened her luggage and tidied it up briefly. After all, she was pregnant. In the afternoon, she tossed the two guys for a long time. After moving a few times, she felt a little sore. She panted and sat on the edge of the bed, sighing quietly
The sky was already dark outside the window, and a crescent moon like a hook rose, hanging in the sky far away, and densely returned birds hovering on the high treetops. JīJīJī was very lively and suddenly missed Ji Fengqing a little. I wonder if he had returned to Jiankang City now. He ignored him all the way. At this moment, he felt that his voice was missing in his ears, which seemed too quiet, which made her very uncomfortable.
However, since I have come here, I have no other thoughts. Since I come here, I will be content with it. Just treat it as cultivating my body and let it go.
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Yu Ling raised her slender hand and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, gently breathing the fresh air in the mountains. It was sunset at this moment, and the rays of sunset dyed the ancient temple of Foshan and the green forest of Cangshan into red, making it look particularly magnificent
Ji Fengqing rode on the horse in front, and the setting sun shone on his black hair like crows, making him look more and more beautiful. He looked back at her, and a charming smile bent at the corner of his mouth, but Yu Ling glared at him fiercely and put down the curtain.
Ji Fengqing couldn't please the beauty, but instead made her bored. She smiled helplessly and touched her nose. It turns out that women will become bad when they are pregnant? Since leaving the Anyang Marquis Mansion, Yu Ling has not given him a good look on the way. It is probably because they held a grudge against the two of them so fiercely that they fainted. But it cannot be blamed entirely on them. As men, how can they resist after their desires come up, especially when facing the charming and lovely man who has been missing for so long, how can they bear it?
Before leaving, Situ Muyun's lost appearance made Ji Fengqing a little worried. While sympathizing with his good friends, he was also glad that he was not born in such a noble family of nobles who had been born in such a generation. His parents died early and he started from scratch to lay a foundation. Therefore, he could decide on the marriage matters by himself and not be forced to marry a woman he didn't like.
Ji Fengqing rode his horse along the mountain road, and the sound of horse hooves was loud, and his thoughts floated far away. I remember when I first started with Yu Ling, I didn't think that this relationship would last for so long. I was purely curious about what kind of woman the first beauty of Yuan Wei who could make so many men bow together. It just happened that you have a love and ambition. It was a good thing to get along for a long time. I found that she was indeed different from other women. She did not have the greed of a small-sized woman nor the arrogance of a noble girl. It was easy to be with her, and she was even more enjoyable in bed, but she was also erratic, making you unable to control her.
Yuling is like a jar of good wine, which makes people immerse themselves in it without realizing it. She is reluctant to let go, but what really touched him the most is that she sacrificed herself to save her in times of danger. From that moment on, he decided that even if she can't be the only one in her mind, she should love her for the rest of her life, protect her for the rest of her life, and accompany her for the rest of her life. When you take someone in your heart, her every frown and smile is enough to touch your heart; her occasional willfulness, even anger, is also extremely cute in your eyes.
The winding mountain road has come to an end without realizing it. Qixia Temple is far away. Under the ancient cypress tree in front of the temple gate, the abbot wearing a red cassock led the monks to wait for the carriage for a long time. Ji Fengqing carefully helped Yu Ling out of the carriage.
After the two sides greeted each other, the abbot led them to the west wing to Qixia Temple covering a vast area. The mountain is full of sunshine and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. It is a good place for health care. However, the mountain wind is fierce at night. I think the girl's body is delicate. The abbot asked someone to clean up the warm pavilion in advance to serve as a temporary residence for Yu Ling.
Walking to the door of the west wing, the abbot stopped and said to Ji Fengqing: This is the residence of the female family. Donor Ji, please stay.
Yu Ling turned her head and looked at Ji Fengqing. Seeing that he looked reluctant, his eyes were full of worry and reluctance. Her anger had already subsided. She smiled and said: Thank you, Marquis, for escorting me here. Your Majesty must be waiting for you to come back to report. Marquis should take advantage of the bright sky and go back early.
But, does it really matter if you are alone?
Ji Fengqing asked hesitantly that although the temple seemed to be fully equipped, Yu Ling came here alone this time, and there was not even a servant to serve her. She was pregnant with Liujia, which was really uneasy.
Amitabha!
The abbot chanted the Buddha's name, don't worry, don't worry, everything in the temple has been prepared according to His Majesty's wishes, and I will arrange the princess's three meals a day and daily life properly.
Thank you for your worries
Yu Ling bowed to the abbot, Abbot Fu, and then turned around and blinked at Ji Fengqing naughtyly. I had been reclining in Qingyuan Temple for a few months before. I can take good care of myself and don't worry. Go back quickly and pay attention to safety on the way.
Seeing that she was finally not angry with her, Ji Fengqing had a smile on her face and felt much more relieved. Although she was still reluctant to leave her, Yu Ling was right. After all, Yuan Shao was still waiting for him to go back and report his life. The road had been delayed for a long time. If he went back late, he would probably be troublesome.
Okay, then I will say goodbye first. You must take good care of yourself, don’t be picky about food, and don’t think about it. Your Majesty will let you go back soon. I will ask for an order to pick you up at that time.
Ji Fengqing smiled gently, and held Yu Ling's slender hand hard, then he reluctantly left Qixia Temple with one step back and three glances.
Two pretty little novice monks about twelve or thirteen years old, with a delicate face, handicraftsmanship and handicraftsmanship, Yuling saw that they were busy like hardworking little bees, and couldn't help but ask with a smile: What are your names?
The tall and thin little shaman said ten times: When the female donor says, the little monk is named Qingfeng
Without waiting for another short and fat man to reply, Yu Ling first guessed: Then your name must be Mingyue?
The short and fat little novice smiled honestly and shook his head and said: No, we are all the eighteenth generation disciples in the temple, belonging to the Qing generation, the senior brother is Qingfeng, and the young monk is Qingyu
Yu Ling laughed silently, always thinking that Qingfeng and Mingyue were a pair, one was called Qingfeng, so he took it for granted that the other must be called Mingyue, but he didn't want others to be named by seniority, but such a short, fat, silly monk named Qingyu with a girl-like name, which is really funny
Yu Ling was secretly happy. Qingfeng and Qingyu had already arranged the greetings neatly. He gave up the greetings in a regular manner. He didn't even look up at Yu Ling for a longer time. His attitude was neither humble nor arrogant. Yu Ling nodded secretly when he saw them.
The warm cabinet is naturally not as luxurious as the Weiyang Palace, but fortunately it is clean and elegant. All the living utensils should be available. Yu Ling opened her luggage and tidied it up briefly. After all, she was pregnant. In the afternoon, she tossed the two guys for a long time. After moving a few times, she felt a little sore. She panted and sat on the edge of the bed, sighing quietly
The sky was already dark outside the window, and a crescent moon like a hook rose, hanging in the sky far away, and densely returned birds hovering on the high treetops. JīJīJī was very lively and suddenly missed Ji Fengqing a little. I wonder if he had returned to Jiankang City now. He ignored him all the way. At this moment, he felt that his voice was missing in his ears, which seemed too quiet, which made her very uncomfortable.
However, since I have come here, I have no other thoughts. Since I come here, I will be content with it. Just treat it as cultivating my body and let it go.
The writer's words: The JP online speed of Xian.com took more than 20 minutes to pass on a post!
Having endured this JP online quick article, Ms. Meng expressed her gratitude again. Whether it is a reader or an author, it is too difficult to be there!
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