When Yuan Cixian mentioned this, he was so angry that he couldn't get out of the way, so he couldn't climb out in front of him. He then slapped the water to vent his anger again, and called the water splashing his face so much that he said, "Go out." Then he took his hand towel.

What could Lu Shiqing do? Seeing that the sky was getting darker, he lit a candle for her and went to the outside room in shame. After a while, he heard the sound of sneezing inside. He frowned and knocked on the inner fan to show his doubts. Sure enough, he heard Yuan Cixian cry and said, "What am I wearing..."

He coughed softly: "The clothes on Mu Shi... are new." They are new, but they were originally planning to change.

Yuan Cixian looked at it, rubbed her nose and muttered, "No, when I go back in your clothes, my brother will break my legs. You have to make me wear women's clothes."

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Lu Shiqing finally asked Lu Shuangyu for help.

In the look of her almost falling chin, Yuan Cixian took over a brand new autumn suit, changed into it, and returned to the mansion in a frustration.

The next day, Lu Shuangyu went to Yuan Mansion to visit her reluctantly and asked if she felt the cold. Yuan Cixian was not so delicate, but because she saw that she was coming by her brother's order, she deliberately blew her nose and sneeze several times to her.

As expected, in the evening of that day, the Lu Mansion sent someone to send a bunch of medicine.

For several days, Yuan Cixian did not come to Lu Shiqing again, and prepared to get sick and asked him to apologize. It was not until midnight that Emperor Huining bowed to preside over the Ullambana Dharma Assembly at the Wangji Temple and ordered the Yuan brothers and sisters to attend the event, and she met him.

According to Buddhist rumor, the Ullambana Festival is the day to relieve the suffering of the dead relatives. The so-called "be careful in the end and pursue the far away, and the people will return to their virtues." In the Great Zhou, where Buddhism flourished, from the people to the royal family, they will set up a vegetarian service to monks on this day, go to the temple to salvation, worship and repent, and wish the living relatives a longer life.

Wangji Temple is a royal temple dedicated to court ceremony. It is located in Daningfang, northeast of Chang'an City. Yuan Cixian got the sacred order, dressed in a mysterious robes, accompanied by a group of royal children, and walked behind the emperor's carriage. From a distance, he saw the pagoda towering. The golden light from the sunrise shone on the top of the tower, covering the entire temple majestic and solemn.

Yuan Cixian was a royal family woman, unorthodox royal family, so she was behind the team. Of course, she was a little higher than Lu Shiqing and other civil and military officials.

When we arrived at the Wangji Temple, the saint's carriage fell to the ground, and the Jinwu Guard opened the road, leading everyone to the temple temple. In front, there were huge banners with the names of emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty written on them on seven sides.

There was silence all over the place, and you could even hear the sound of chanting from a very far place.

When he stepped into the threshold, Yuan Cixian saw Emperor Huining in front of him for some reason and when he stepped forward, he saw a dying Qiu Chan lying on the ground. He thought he was probably avoiding it just now.

It’s not that the saint is really so kind, but that in this situation, killing is a taboo of his ancestors and will cause disaster for the Great Zhou. If such a small autumn cicada is accidentally stepped on by the saint, it can cover the sky with one hand. If it is someone else, it may be a crime of beheading.

Yuan Cixian pulled Yuan Yu's sleeve beside him and signaled him to be careful.

The first ceremony of this Ullambana Dharma Assembly was to welcome the ancestors into the temple.

The temple is openly arranged, and offerings are neatly arranged on an altar several meters long in the middle. A huge bronze sacrifice cauldron is placed in front of it, filled with incense ash. Next to it is the most famous Master Xuyuan in the circle of nobles in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and several outstanding monks under his name.

The golden bell rang, and three clear sounds came. The palace people held up the huge banner with the seven-faced red-bottomed black characters into the interior. Emperor Huining followed closely behind and took the three pillars of thin incense from the monks. Master Zhaoxuyuan eulogized the offerings of heaven. Then it was the turn of the royal relatives behind, after worshiping one, withdrawing one, and entering another.

The royal relatives were numerous, and after such a while, Yuan Cixian was bored and had to stare at the back of the nobles in front of him and stare at the back of the heads of the nobles in front of him. However, when Zheng Zhuo stepped forward, the monk who was handing the incense shook his hand and accidentally scattered the incense ash on the back of his hand, causing her to return to her position in a moment.

The fresh incense ash must be hot. When the monk was shocked, he hurriedly wanted to apologize. Zheng Zhuo made a gesture to stop him, probably because he did not want to cause trouble in such an occasion.

Yuan Cixian felt strange, why did the rest of the people get a mess when Zheng Zhuo took turns to make a mistake?

She was suspicious and wanted to find an opportunity to check his injuries. When he left the temple and passed by her, she took out a bottle of ointment from her sleeve and stopped him.

The reason why she carried ointment with her was because she was afraid of being scalded by incense ash and was prepared for any trouble.

Zheng Zhuo was slightly stunned. Seeing Yuan Cixian pointing to the back of his hand, he lipped at him: wipe.

He smiled, silently replied to her "thank you", then raised his hand to take the ointment, applied it and handed it back to her, nodding to her and signaling goodbye.

Yuan Cixian looked at the burning red on the back of his hand calmly, nodded slightly at him, turned around and watched him leave, but suddenly faced a cold light.

In the civil servant team, Lu Shiqing, wearing a sacrificial uniform, was looking at her, and her pair of slanted phoenix eyes almost narrowed into a slit.

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