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Chapter 652

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"Don't be so nervous. Everything is still under control. Don't mention it to anyone. I don't want them to worry. "

Qinghu suddenly fell silent. Before, he always felt that as long as he could stay with her for three years, it would be good.

However, he didn't expect that the satisfaction he thought might be more serious and cruel than death by dismemberment for others.

At that moment, he could be said to have realized how painful it was.

"Okay, I know."

This was a secret between the two of them. Only they knew, and only they could support each other to go on.

Lin Mengya sent Qinghu out and hid the little pill given by her teacher.

She patted her cheeks and pretended as if nothing had happened.

"Master, it's time to eat."

Baizhi came in with a smile and invited Lin Mengya out for dinner. Looking at the little girl's heartless smile, Lin Mengya could only try her best to hide everything in her heart.

"Okay, let's go eat together."

The sixth day of May was a good day to go out.

Lin Mengya got up early in the morning. After dressing up, she took Long Yinghua to their carriage.

The royal family was majestic. All the people in the city had to kneel on the side of the street to see them off.

If anyone dared to make a noise, it would be disrespectful to the royal family. Life and death were just decided by the thoughts of the superior.

Although he was still a six-year-old child, Long Yinghua was a prince after all.

He was dressed in lake-green brocade clothes, which made his little face look fairer and more lovely.

His hair was tied up on the top of his head, and he only wore a cute blue bird crown. But because he was a child, most of his hair was still soft and loose behind his head.

Lin Mengya held him in her arms and sat in the tall carriage. The little boy, who rarely came out, was a little excited and kept asking questions.

Lin Mengya had always been very patient with children, so she answered them one by one.

"Third Sister-in-law, why can't my mother come? Didn't you say that except for the Imperial Noble Consort, everyone else would come? "

Lin Mengya still hid the fact that Consort Xian was sick from Long Yinghua.

After all, it was still uncertain whether Concubine Xian was really sick. In addition, she really didn't want Long Yinghua to feel sad, so she just told him that Concubine Xian had something to do, so she didn't come.

"Because there are too many things in the palace, the Imperial Noble Consort is too busy. Besides, if your lady mother is in the palace, it will save you a lot of traveling, right? Be good and go out to play with Third Sister-in-law, isn't that good? "

The little guy was an optimist. Without the restraint of the palace, he grew up in Prince Yu's Mansion unfettered.

He was surrounded by people who loved him dearly. He was much, much happier than most children who grew up in the palace.

Not long after this question was answered, the little fellow was attracted by the buildings on the street.

In the past, he had always hurried out of the city to see his mother under the cover of Zhu Yan and the others. He came back in a hurry. He had never had such a leisurely and contented moment.

Now that Lin Mengya let him do as he pleased, she naturally felt that her eyes were not enough to look at him.

Nothing happened along the way. Because of her distinguished status, she followed closely behind the imperial concubines in the palace.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they stepped out of the city gate, the carriage in front of them stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Mengya lifted the curtain and asked in a low voice. Qinghu, who was disguised as a guard and mingled with the crowd, naturally understood what Lin Mengya meant. He flashed to the front and soon returned to Lin Mengya's side quietly.

"It's said that the people of Huguo Temple are here to welcome you. It's okay. Don't worry."

Lin Mengya nodded and gently patted Long Yinghua, who was tired and sleeping in her arms.

The people of Huguo Temple were really attentive. They came out to greet them from such a distance. They didn't look like a master at all.

Lin Mengya didn't take this matter to heart. Besides, the whole convoy was blocked here like her. She was not the only one.

But from a distance, three monks came over from the front.

They seemed to be distributing something to each carriage. Lin Mengya closed her eyes to rest. She thought it was just some things used for religious ceremonies.

"Hello, Your Highness. I'm under the order of the abbot, Master Huineng, to give you and the little benefactor two Refuge Spiritual Pearls. Please wear it on your body, Princess Consort and the little benefactor. "

Lin Mengya sat in the carriage and nodded slightly as a salute to the three monks.

The three of them didn't stop. After saluting, they went to the next carriage.

Looking at the so-called Refuge Spiritual Pearl handed over by Hongyu, she found it was just a bright yellow necklace with a light brown Buddha bead on it.

She didn't expect that Huguo Temple would do this.

She put it to her nose and sniffed it gently. There was only a faint smell of sandalwood in it. Moreover, the Shen Nung system did not sound the alarm. It seemed that there was no problem.

After thinking for a while, she tied the spiritual pearls to her and Long Yinghua's waists.

"Qinghu, will each of them be given such spiritual pearls?"

All of this was a little strange. Lin Mengya had to be on guard.

Fortunately, Qinghu had always been cautious and had secretly investigated clearly. He nodded at Lin Mengya.

"That's good. Be careful. Don't meet the empress's people."

Now, Lin Mengya also knew that the eyes and ears of the Candle Dragon Cult had probably penetrated into the imperial court of Dajin.

If someone recognized Qinghu's identity, he was afraid that it would lead to a series of dangers.

"It doesn't matter. No one will know my identity. Don't worry. The Candle Dragon Cult is more hierarchical than you think. "

After saying this, Qinghu continued to act as his bodyguard.

Lin Mengya also knew that there were some things that she didn't need to worry about at all.

Holding Long Yinghua in her arms, she looked at the scenery outside the window to kill time.

In the evening, the convoy arrived at the foot of the mountain of Huguo Temple.

After driving for nearly a day, Lin Mengya only felt that her waist and legs were sore. She couldn't wait to find a bed and have a good rest.

But she had nothing to complain about, because Hongyu and the other three girls followed the convoy for a whole day.

Apart from taking a few short breaks along the way, he basically relied on his own two feet to walk all the way.

However, the four girls were very diligent. Even Baizhi, who was the youngest among them, looked calm and collected.

They didn't drag Prince Yu's Mansion down at all.

Seeing that the four of them were like this, Lin Mengya even puffed out her chest and led Long Yinghua, who had just woken up. Under the guidance of the little monk who was in charge of reception in Huguo Temple, they walked to the meditation room assigned to them to rest.

"Greetings, female benefactors. I am Monk Qingyuan of Huguo Temple. This is a meditation room for female benefactors to rest in. Please forgive me for the inconvenience."

Huguo Temple was a national temple for the royal family to perform rituals and meditate. Of course, it was more gorgeous and solemn than ordinary mountain temples.

The Empress and the imperial concubines would come here several times a year to pray for blessings.

Among them, Lin Mengya and Long Yinghua were the only ones who had never been here before.

From the gate of the temple to here, there was a dignified and solemn scene everywhere.

Entering from the Mahavira's Hall, they walked all the way to the backyard. Rows of elegant meditation rooms were formally prepared for special pilgrims like them.

However, the temple had to abide by the rules and precepts. All the monks lived in the few rows of meditation rooms at the front.

If they went in and out, there was a small door in the backyard.

On the one hand, it was convenient. On the other hand, it also blocked the monks' contact with the women.

Today, Lin Mengya and Long Yinghua were assigned to several meditation rooms close to the north.

It was very far from the Empress's place. She thought that it was because she would be annoyed if she wandered in front of her.

"Third Sister-in-law, I'm hungry. When can we eat?"

No matter how much Long Yinghua behaved like a little adult, he was still a child after all.

As soon as he was settled, he whispered in Lin Mengya's ear.

"It won't take long. Furthermore, the food we eat in the monastery is all exquisite vegetarian food. Didn't you say that you were tired of the food at home? There are no shrimps and chicken wings that you like to eat here. There are only vegetables and white rice! "

The vegetarian food should have been prepared long ago. But after most of the people settled down, they sent people to deliver it one by one.

The vegetarian food in the temple tasted good. There were vegetarian chicken and duck, as well as some fresh vegetables.

Everyone felt it was a novelty. In addition, they were hungry. Soon, all the food on the table was gone.

The group of people busily packed up everything. Long Yinghua, who had eaten and drunk enough, had already curled up on the bed.

Seeing this, Lin Mengya did not ask the wet nurse to take him back to the room.

Instead, she helped him take off his clothes, shoes and socks, wiped his little face with a soft and clean towel, and covered him with the quilt.

"You must be tired. I don't need you to take care of me. Go to sleep. I'm afraid you'll have a hard time these days. "

Turning around, Lin Mengya saw that Baizhi had begun to doze off on Baishao's body. She hurriedly asked everyone to go to sleep.

But none of the four girls was willing to leave her. In the end, Baishao and Hongyu stayed. Baiji and Baizhi, who were thin and weak, had to go back to their meditation room under the persuasion of others.

When people were too tired, they often couldn't fall asleep.

Lin Mengya was like this. But the candlelight in the meditation room was not bright enough. If she read, she would feel sore in her eyes after a while.

It was rare that in the meditation room, in addition to a plain big bed, there was a warm brick bed for the two girls to sleep soundly.

The three of them washed up and changed into soft pajamas. In the meditation room, they talked about intimate things between girls.

"It's so quiet here, much quieter than our yard."

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