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In fact, Yuan Cixian's anger had long disappeared. She did not expect him to apologize in a low voice. It was rare for him to turn around and hold Lu Shuangyu to come to the door to express condolences, not to mention that those days were her fault, so she left him alone these days, not because she really didn't want to pay attention to him, but because she used a "tactic" approach.

At this moment, she saw his fiery eyes, but she didn't give him a good look. She stretched out her jade fingers and twisted the green porcelain bottle around. She was sure that it had shook it into his eyes, and then slowly retracted it into her sleeve.

Lu Shiqing sneered in his heart "childishness", tidied up his clothes, looked ahead, and looked arrogant.

Yuan Cixian also turned her head and secretly lowered her eyes to recall Zheng Zhuo's injuries.

Just as she looked closer, she found that most of the incense ash that the monk had shaken off was scattered on his cuffs, and the back of his hands was very slight. Such a little red color was like a mosquito bite. To the warrior, it seemed like someone was bitten by a mosquito. It seemed that there was no reason to say that someone deliberately did it.

She thought that it was probably because she was too concerned about Zheng Zhuo and had a slight shadow. But after waiting for a while, when she dispelled her doubts, she went forward to pick up the fragrance from the monk's hand, but she noticed something was wrong again.

The smell of this delicate fragrance is different from the fragrance ash on Zheng Zhuo's body.

She stretched out her hand and the monk who handed her incense was also stunned, but saw that she quickly laughed, as if nothing had happened, so she took the incense to the cauldron sacrifice service, and then withdrew from the temple.

Yuan Yu gave her a salute before, and after coming out, he slowed down and waited for her. Seeing her follow, he turned his head and asked in a low voice: "What happened just now?" He noticed that she paused for a moment.

At this moment, there were many people and eyes. Yuan Cixian shook her head and showed nothing was wrong. When she arrived near the Grand Palace where the next ceremony was held, she lowered her voice: "Brother, smell the incense ash." She said that, and raised her sleeves.

When she was just giving a ceremony, she took advantage of the monk's inattention and brushed the fragrance and left a pinch of incense ash on her sleeve.

Yuan Yu lowered his head and sniffed it, and said, "What's wrong?"

"The fragrance that my brother got is the same as the smell of incense ash on my sleeve and the ones inside the sacrifice cauldron."

He nodded.

"But the Sixth Prince is a little different."

Yuan Yu knew that her sister's five senses were always sensitive, but she was very suspicious: "Will you smell such a nuance?"

Yuan Cixian shook her head and said, "It's really different. It's probably the fragrance of Buddha, but it's mixed with something else." She frowned and recalled, "I seem to have smelled this smell somewhere in southern Yunnan."

While talking, the brother and sister had already arrived at the Main Hall. Seeing that the royal family members who had finished their sacrifices and stopped to rest, they were not good to say more.

Yuan Cixian snatched a little, but did not look for Zheng Zhuo. She saw Zheng Yun kneeling alone on the cushion in the hall, holding his hands together to worship Buddha, and looking at his back was very pious. Most of the royal children present came because of the saint's decree, but she seemed to be sincere to the Buddha.

She looked at Zheng Yun and suddenly understood why she felt that this noble master was not like a person who likes to go on horseback.

This person's every move and gesture showed a very heavy aura. Her voice and expression were light and her eyes were light. If she really wanted to describe it, she looked very much like a master who was a long-term worshiper of Buddha.

There seems to be not many things in this world that can cheer her up. Of course, it may be except Lu Shiqing.

Yuan Cixian could feel that all Zheng Yun’s attention to her originated from Lu Shiqing.

After Zheng Yun finished the ceremony, he turned around and saw her standing at the door of the hall. He smiled and greeted Yuan Yu first, and then asked her: "The county lord is here to worship Buddha, too?"

Yuan Cixian looked at the golden statue of Sakyamuni in the hall, shook her head and said, "No, I don't believe in Buddhism." After saying that, she seemed to feel that this was inappropriate, and she smiled and added, "I don't believe in Buddhism very much."

Zheng Yun blinked faintly: "So, can the county lord trust in the cycle of reincarnation?"

She seemed to think carefully, but finally asked without answering a question: "Where is your Lord, do you think there is reincarnation in this world?"

"If you believe in all kinds of things in the world, you will have them; if you don't believe in them, you will have nothing." Zheng Yun smiled slightly, "I believe in cause and effect, and I also believe in reincarnation."

After she finished speaking, she said goodbye to Yuan Cixian and went to take a bag and drink water from the maid waiting by her side.

Yuan Yu said "tsk" when he saw this and sighed quietly: "You girls' home is really comparable to a poisonous snake and a beast. This open and hidden arrow can have eight meanings in one word, and it makes my back feel cold."

Yuan Cixian glanced at him and was about to speak back, but she didn't know what she thought of because of these words, and her face changed.

"What's wrong? It's so scary." Yuan Yu asked.

"Brother, I remember it." She pulled off his sleeve, pulled him to a place where no one was, and then said, "You know, there are all kinds of poisonous snakes in southern Yunnan. I just went to Yaozhou and was particularly afraid of this thing. My father found a herb that specializes in seducing snakes and wiped out all the snakes near our mansion."

Yuan Yu asked with a seclusion: "You mean, the Sixth Prince has the smell of this herb on his body?"

Yuan Cixian nodded with a serious expression.

Yuan Yu immediately figured out the link and asked, "Then we?"

She tugged her face and hesitated for a while and said, "...It's not easy to see others say it. After all, he hasn't done anything to be sorry to the Yuan family at the moment. We're still on the same boat."

Yuan Yu nodded: "Brother, go find him."

She stopped him: "Don't. Your identity is more sensitive than me, and you don't deal with him in front of others, I'll go."

Yuan Cixian looked around and found a monk to ask, and learned that Zheng Zhuo seemed to have been called to the Nan Temple gate of Wangji Temple.

After she thanked her, she hurried to the place. At that time, she saw Zheng Zhuo talking to several guards, holding a sheepskin drawing in her hand, as if she was discussing something. When she saw her coming, she paused and looked in doubt.

The Nan Temple gate is connected to the exterior wall, and there is a row of thick and short bushes along the wall. It looks like a good place to hide snakes. Yuan Cixian glanced at his feet in fear and stepped forward quickly: "Your Highness, can you speak with a step?"

Zheng Zhuo nodded and handed the sheepskin drawings in his hand to the guard. He was about to follow her, but he heard a rustling sound at his feet. In just a moment, a thin snake with naked silver patterns jumped half a foot high and attacked his wrist.

He suddenly raised his eyes, pulled Yuan Cixian behind his back with one hand, pulled out the waist knife of the guard beside him with the other hand, slapped the sword, and the hilt of the sword passed by, and the blade suddenly fell down, directly slashing the heart vein seven inches from the snake's body. After several ups and downs, it was only two breaths before and after, so fast that the guards on the side could not even move a step.

Yuan Cixian's face turned pale. Looking at the red snake that was limp and bloody on the ground, she was so scared that she even forgot the screams and gasped for a moment.

God knows that Yuan Cixian, who is not afraid of dogs, is really disgusting. She even fainted by this thing when she was young.

She had never expected to confront the snake head-on, so she rushed to remind Zheng Zhuo, but she was one step late and hit the Shekou. If she had known it, her brother would have come forward.

Zheng Zhuo was still holding her hand, so he felt her palms wet and cold, full of sweat. He looked back at her: "Are you okay?"

Yuan Cixian was not very good, and even star Zi appeared in front of her, and she felt a little dizzy. She bit her tongue and felt a little sweetness. She barely supported her. After returning to her senses, she pulled her hand out and shook her head: "I'm fine." Then she reminded, "Your Highness, you have killed..."

Zheng Zhuo said "Yeah": "I know."

Seeing that his expression was calm and there was no surprise in his eyes, Yuan Cixian was a little puzzled and frowned and wanted to ask again. But after a glance, he saw someone standing in front of the temple gate.

Lu Shiqing held his hands behind his back, not knowing how long he had been looking here.

Zheng Zhuo glanced at him from afar and asked Yuan Cixian: "What's the matter lord just looked for me?"

Several guards who were unaware of their enemies stood beside her. She couldn't speak out loud, looked down at the snake corpse, and hinted: "It's nothing."

Zheng Zhuo understood her purpose and said with a smile: "I'm afraid I have to apologize to my father." Then he threw the sword, waved at Lu Shiqing, and signaled him to come.

Lu Shiqing looked very calm. He came to him, nodded and saluted him, and listened to him, "Mr. Lu came just right, and the county lord was frightened. Please send her back to the palace."

Seeing him nodding, Zheng Zhuo walked away with a meteor. Several guards were following him.

Lu Shiqing glanced at Yuan Cixian who was motionless in the spot and reached out and pointed out: "Please, please, the county lord."

She nodded, not wanting to show her timidity, but unexpectedly, she had to hold on for too long. When she moved her legs, she felt a sense of softness and almost fell.

Lu Shiqing subconsciously reached out to help him. When she pulled her arm tightly, she remembered that she had always been good at making up and acting. She asked coldly: "Didn't the county lord tell Your Highness that you are fine?"

Yuan Cixian really didn't pretend this time. He probably had no hostility towards Lu Shiqing. He relaxed a little in front of him. The aftermath of the snake became disgusted, and her ears were roaring in front of her, and her eyes were slightly darker. Her stomach and abdomen were almost disgusting, and she couldn't hear clearly what he was saying.

Her hand holding his arm drooped down little by little, and her body tilted backwards.

Lu Shiqing was stunned. He didn't dare to doubt anymore. He hurriedly reached out to support her. Seeing that she fainted, he had to pick her up horizontally and move her aside. While pinching her place, he called her in a low voice: "Yuan Cixian!"

Yuan Cixian was not very delicate in her body. After being pinched by him a few times, she woke up. When she woke up, she found that her legs were pillowing under her head, and he leaned against the base of the wall, as if rubbing all over the gray.

But she couldn't take care of his obsession with cleanliness at this time. She felt that her mouth and tongue were extremely dry. She raised her eyes and opened her mouth, and said in a weak voice: "Mr. Lu, I'm thirsty..."

If you can recognize him, Mr. Lu, it will be fine.

Lu Shiqing glanced at her, took off the water bag she carried with her from her waist, twisted the cover for her, but suddenly gave her a meal, reminding her, "I've drunk this water bag."

Didn’t she dislike what he had touched?

Yuan Cixian had just dripped in cold sweat, and her mouth was dry. She snatched the water bag and lay on her back and poured it into her mouth. After drinking enough, she was able to continue speaking: "...You really hold a grudge. I'll take back what I thought you were saying that day." After saying that, she supported her elbows and wanted to get up from his legs.

Seeing that she was unable to move, Lu Shiqing helped her and said coldly: "Which day? I don't remember it."

She glanced at him and hummed lowly: "I don't remember to pull it down." After that, she seemed to have recovered some of her blood and dragged her steps towards the temple gate.

Lu Shiqing frowned, looked at the plaster at the corner of her clothes with a not very pleasant look, sighed, put the water bag back to her waist, and followed her.
Chapter completed!