Chapter 475: Choice (1)

After the Chung Yeung Festival, Linglong's injuries were discussed by people in the palace. Some said that the emperor held the girl Linglong, and some said that Her Royal Highness rescued her. The rumors were different and increasingly outrageous. It came to Xiao Feng's ears, and Xiao Feng's censure was given, which only calmed down a little.
Nie Wushuang went to visit Linglong, and when her injuries improved, she gradually recovered her spirit and grace. She still looks like an unforgettable lady, but if you do n’t look closely, you ca n’t see the alertness and her eyesight. Sadly.
Linglong looked at the tonic on the table, grateful: "Linglong thank you Queen Queen!"
Nie Wushuang looked at her restored complexion and smiled slightly: "Thank you, anyway, you are smart, and finally you know how to choose a life for yourself."
Linglong looked at her hesitantly: "But the rumors are so fierce now, alas ... Linglong doesn't know what to do when she leaves the palace in the future."
Nie Wu calmly said: "What else can we do? What others say is another person's business, and what you can do is what you do."
Linglong looked at her beautiful but peaceful face, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Is that what the mother did?"
Nie Wushuang turned his head and touched her hand with a slightly cold hand, smiling slightly, "Yeah, otherwise how could this palace live to this day."
Linglong looked at her with a smile on her face for a long while ...
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After being accused by the emperor, Gui Guixun was imprisoned in the palace. Jing Fei also banned her feet in the palace. Now, besides Nie Wushuang, Xiao Fengyi is no longer able to compete with her, and there is no weight in the palace. So some courtiers proposed to the emperor in the early dynasty that the harem should be accepted so that the emperor would not be thin.
As soon as this proposal was made, Xiao Fengxun sharply refuted it. Another person wanted to send a girl of suitable age at home to the palace and present a picture of a beauty, Xiao Fengyi did not take a look. Then the rumors reversed their direction, attacking Nie Wushuang's jealousy, dominating the harem, forbidding the emperor to accept new people, etc ...
The rumours were raging and could not hold back. Nie Wushuang showed deep frowns in the Palace of Chenghua and groaned secretly. These rumors are obviously people who are behind the scenes, but who is this? Who is going to embarrass her like this. Deshun went to check, but for a few days he was still clueless.
On this day, when Deshun returned, he shook his head ashamed and said, "The slaves cannot be found, but they have the burden of their mothers."
When Nie Wushuang saw him looking depressed, he comforted him: "Anyway, this kind of thing has not always been so easy to grasp the source, and pay close attention to it."
She finished, and whispered, "What happened to you before that?"
Deshun looked around and whispered: "The slave has been laid down. The mother-in-law is relieved, but it just makes her feel uncomfortable and will not harm her life. In short, it will not let her out of Xinyi Palace easily."
Nie Wushuang put down his heart, was about to speak again, and suddenly saw someone coming from the curtains outside. She signaled a snoring noise, Deshun quietly stepped forward, and lifted suddenly, but the person standing outside was Yang Zhi.
"Originally Yang Gong!" Deshun asked with a smile on his face, "What is Yang Gong to do to see the Queen Mother?"
Yang straightened his face calmly, and stepped forward: "Slave has something to ask the queen mother."
Nie Wushuang raised his horns, withdrew Deshun, and said lightly, "Say, what's the matter?"
Today, Yang Zhi doesn't often serve her nearby. I don't know if it is because of the influence of the people in the palace. He has a slightly embarrassed face. Nie Wushuang remembers that the master and servant had nothing to say before.
Yang bowed down and whispered: "Mother-in-law, Your Highness wants to see her."
Nie Wushuang froze slightly and asked, "What is it?"
Yang Zhi kept talking, but just said, "The mother will know when she goes."
Nie Wushuang has to ask again, but she must be reluctant to say Yang Zhi's look, so she sighs: "Since this is the case, this palace will go."
Yang straightly saw her brows frown, with a touch of anxiety on her face, and couldn't help saying: "The queen lady doesn't have to worry, this rumor is not a bad thing."
"Oh?" Nie Wushuang raised an eyebrow slightly. "How do you say that?"
"It can be seen from the rumors that the potential enemy of the mother-in-law is not dead, and she can find out where the enemy is. Besides, the Holy Saint is not a wise prince who believes the rumors easily. There is no need to worry too much. "Yang Zhi said unhurriedly.
When Nie Wushuang heard him say this, a smile appeared on his face, as if it was opening at the beginning of the next month, Jiao Jiao's face became more and more beautiful: "Gong Yang really speaks."
When she saw her face straight, Yang couldn't help but laughed, "The mother has great wisdom in her heart, and she won't be easily defeated."
Nie Wushuang fiddled with the deep turquoise jade bracelet on his hawk, raised his bright eyes and said lightly, "But Father Yang should know, who is now the only enemy in this harem."
Yang Zhi looked down at her sharp eyes: "Mother-in-law ..."
Nie Wushuang didn't want to embarrass him, and sighed: "It's worthwhile, sincere and valuable, this palace knows, but her ambition Yang Gonggong should also understand. Don't make marriage clothes for her."
Yang stared at Nie Wushuang in the seat with complex eyes, and suddenly whispered: "Don't the queen mother think about the future?"
future? !! Nie Wushuang felt a shock in his heart and raised his head suddenly. In the future? What kind of future? !!
In the long sleeve, her hand clenched her hands tightly, and for a long time, she asked, "What does Father Yang want to say?"
Yang straightly looked at her, and gradually expressed pity in her eyes: "Although she is ambitious, she has no darling, and naturally she will be rich and rich in the future. The damsel is now in her body, and she is setting up a phoenix platform for her , The crown is the sixth house, but has the mother thought about her future? "
Nie Wushuang's lips were gradually pale. In the future ... She didn't think about the future, but her future had nowhere to go and could not imagine. Now she is like a trapped beast trapped in a maze. She can't find a way out, she can only follow her own instincts, slashing all the way, trying to find another world.
"In the future is revenge and snow hate ... What is Yang Gong trying to say?" Nie Wushuang lowered his eyes and said slowly.
Yang Zhi's eyes all disapproved: "The mother-in-law has never made a decision. This slave even sees clearly. Does the mother-in-law think that she can hide her eyes? Her highness is just because she can't bear to break."
Nie Wushuang's heart was tense, Meimu looked at Yang Zhi quietly.
"In the future, the mother-in-law must choose one of the emperor and His Royal Highness. This is the future of the mother-in-law." Yang straightly bowed and finished, then turned back slowly.
Nie Wushuang sat in the temple and could not return to God for a long time. The sky outside the window printed a mottled shadow on the gold water bricks through the window sills, a copper leak ticked outside the hall, and tiny dust floated in the air, like a fairy.
She sat for a long time, Yang Zhi's voice still echoed in her mind.
"There is no decision in my mother's heart ..."
"In the future, the mother must choose one of the Emperor and His Royal Highness. This is the future of the mother ..."
Her eyes were gradually empty, the rich and luxurious Chenghua Palace, the phoenix on her body, the phoenix on her head ... all these things were just a gorgeous dream. The dream is awake, everything will be beaten back to its original shape ...
A drop of tears rolled from the corner of her eyes and slipped on the placket. She looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and took the tea cup beside her, slamming it up. "Wow," the tea cup broke into millions, and the tea overflowed In the messy mirror, she saw her distorted face. In her life, she has never hated herself like this moment ...
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After a few days, news came from Donglin Temple-Master Qingyuan succeeded to the post of abbot of Donglin Temple, Xiao Feng heard the great joy and gave the imperial treasure. He was named the master of Qingyuan Zen Master and respected Donglin Temple as the national temple. Nie Wushuang also sent gifts to others, including the volume of the Diamond Sutra copied by himself, and donated 20,000 sesame oil.
A day or two later, Donglin Temple sent someone to send the Qing Dynasty Master Zen in return to the empress. A small volume of Buddhist scriptures copied to Xiao Fengyi by himself, and a string of jewellery beads given to Nie Wushuang, each of which was carved from camphor wood, is a usual string of bracelets, which has been used by people for a long time. , Black and mellow, very gratifying.
Nie Wushuang put on her wrists. It was just right, she was happy to invite the monks who sent gifts back to convey her gratitude.
The monk who sent the gift said: "The abbot has a word, this bracelet has been with him for many years, and people outside the side have no long objects, so use this bead stained with the Buddha's spirit to bless the queen mother and daughter for good luck."
After hearing this, Nie Wushuang couldn't help but said, "The master helped the palace to give the abbot Zen master, and said that the palace was very fond of it. I hope to discuss Buddhist rituals with the abbot Zen master someday."
The monk bowed his head and said yes, he retreated quietly.
Nie Wushuang looked at the beads in her hands, and her heart was sad, and she was probably carrying karma that could not be removed by reading as many Buddhist scriptures as possible.
Ask for flowers, ask for tickets 88
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I'm sweating, and I've been ecstatic recently ...