Chapter 452: The maid whose hands were chopped off by the power minister in the previous life

The Jinwu was already sinking, and most of the pilgrims in Qingshui'an had scattered.
The bells ringing in the temple, accompanied by the birdsong from the surrounding woods, made the island more peaceful.
Nan Baoyi dragged the iron chain, opened the window a little embarrassedly, and walked around in the nearby Buddhist room, where the nuns rested, and she couldn't turn over anything of value.
She pinched the time, guessing that the old women were coming back, and hurried back the same way.
When the four old aunts opened the door and entered, she was sitting on her knees on the back of the short case, holding the Buddhist scriptures in her hands and reciting the Buddhist scriptures in a more religious posture than the believers in the front hall.
They hesitated to look up, thinking about picking out something wrong, so as to punish her again, but saw her small face solemnly and solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "It's not that I talk too much, you have eaten for too long. As a monk, you should. Spend time on the right path and chant the sutras from time to time. Sit down and let us all chant religiously together."
The expressions of the old ladies were subtle.
The imperial concubine asked them to learn from the princess Baoyi, but this princess seems to be different from ordinary ladies...
The night was getting deeper.
The four aunts stayed in their shadows and lived in the same room with Nan Baoyi.
Nan Baoyi has been spoiled for the past two years and is not used to sleeping with them.
After tossing and turning for two hours, I suddenly smelled a special fragrance in the air.
She sat up, sniffed the tip of her nose, and called: "Master?"
The four of them slept very hard and ignored her at all.
She got out of bed and slapped them severely, "Master?!"
They still snored like thunder, not as if they were sleeping deeply, but as if they had inhaled a drug, so they fainted.
Nan Baoyi became more sure that the smell in the night was horrible.
She once drank the blood of her second brother outside Jianmen Pass. Since then, ordinary toxins have no effect on her. For example, she and Zhuzhu ate unclean things in the market, and Zhuzhu broke her stomach. It won't.
Tonight's Mixiang, obviously has no effect on her.
She tiptoed outside the house.
As soon as he pushed aside the fan, he found a little nun passing by in horror.
The little nun is only eighteen or nine years old, with a beautiful face and holding a spring cake in her hand.
Four eyes face each other.
Nan Baoyi coughed slightly, "I'm a little hungry... come out and find something to eat."
"Me too." The little nun bent her eyes, opened the spring cake very kindly and handed it to Nan Baoyi, "I found it in the kitchen. After baking it in the stove for a while, it was still warm. I will give you half."
Lamps hung under the eaves.
Nan Baoyi noticed that the little nun's hands were beautiful.
It looks like a sapphire carve, the joints are distinct, fingertips are clean, and there is a crystal clear pale pink color.
She held the spring cake and smiled: "Thank you."
The nunnery was silent.
The two sat on the steps to eat spring cakes, and the little nun exclaimed, "You are so beautiful, you are the most beautiful of all the girls I have ever seen. I heard from the aunt in the temple, you are from Shu County. The princess, is this true?"
Nan Baoyi nodded.
She took a bite of the spring cake, which was wrapped in fungus, chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, bowling mushrooms, spring bamboo shoots and other fresh ingredients. It was very tender and delicious on the spring night.
"My name is Yunxiu, because my parents died and there was nowhere to go, so I came to Qingshui'an to be an aunt, just to eat a lot of food, and to live well." The little nun smiled a little more nostalgic, "I was only today. Here, I haven't even twisted my hair yet. I can't bear to have my hair grown for so many years."
Nan Baoyi tilted her head to look at her.
The cage fire was shining on her face, and upon closer inspection, she suddenly felt an inexplicable familiarity.
Cloud sleeve...
She seemed to have heard this name somewhere.
"The cake is on the corners of her mouth." Yunxiu bent her eyes and wiped off the crumbs from the corners of her mouth with affection. "A girl such a princess can still touch the corners of her mouth when she eats!"
Nan Baoyi looked down at the hand she stretched over.
Thunder exploded in her mind, and she suddenly remembered where she had seen this girl!
Before Xiao Yi passed her birthday, she followed Gu Chongshan out of the palace to attend the birthday banquet.
Yun Xiu is the maid of the Imperial Master's Mansion, she has a pretty face next to Xiao Yi, and she serves him personally.
When Yun Xiu poured wine for Xiao Yi, Gu Chongshan praised him for "hands like a soft barbarian". When he was leaving, Xiao Yi suddenly claimed to give Gu Chongshan a gift.
It is an exquisite red lacquered wooden box.
She took it on behalf of Gu Chongshan, and carefully presented it to Gu Chongshan to open it. There were a pair of hands in the wooden box!
The girl whose hands were cut off by Xiao Yi turned out to be Yunxiu!
Nan Baoyi forgot to eat the spring cakes and stared at the girl in front of her in a daze.
She smiled so sweetly, and the action of helping her to wipe the corners of her mouth was also very pampering, like a sister treated the younger sister, full of care.
Nan Baoyi licked the corner of her mouth, not knowing how she felt in her heart.
Getting used to talking about Xiao Yi, she even forgot how terrible the man's methods were.
She gently held Yunxiu's hand.
Yunxiu is still just a nun in Qingshui'an, and has never been to the Imperial Master's Mansion.
If she is a good girl, then she should help her instead of asking her to be chopped off by Xiao Yi again.
She wondered, Yun Xiu suddenly leaned into her ear and whispered: "Princess, I only noticed after coming in. It turns out that Qingshui Temple is very scary and hides a lot of shameful things. From now on, you must be careful."
She seemed unwilling to find out what terrible things were hiding in the nunnery.
She solemnly nodded towards Nan Baoyi and left here.
Nan Baoyi was beating a drum in his heart.
She only knew that Qingshui'an had hidden evidence of Jiang's crime, but Yunxiu said it was terrible here, but she didn't know how terrible it was?
She spent twenty days in Qingshui Temple.
In the past twenty days, Zhuzhu occasionally visited her by boat and brought her delicious food.
The four old aunts always tried their best to pick her wrong. Every time she was punished for not having dinner, Yunxiu would bring her delicious food in the middle of the night.
However, in the past twenty days, letting her secretly rummaged through all the Buddhist temples and meditation rooms, and failed to find anything related to the Jiang family, she was very discouraged.
The seemingly peaceful nunnery life was quietly broken on the day that Chunwei was released.
Nan Baoyi knelt down in the Zen room and flipped through a book, and heard comments coming from outside the room:
"His Royal Highness really ordered that?"
"Yeah, it was originally intended to take her life. It was because of His Royal Highness that she was allowed to live until now. The Spring Festival is over and His Royal Highness is free, and he will come over tonight."
"Then we have to prepare early and take her over now."
The fan was pushed away.
The four aunts looked at Nan Baoyi with a grin.
...
On the other side, Shengjingcheng Chunwei was over, and all of them were relieved.
When walking outside the Gongyuan, Cheng Wang Chu was full of spirits and patted Xiao Yi on the shoulder with a smile, "Cousin, I have a small banquet tonight, would you like to patronize it?"
"No need."
Xiao Yi's posture was as deserted as Chu Huaimei expected.
The smile on his face is a little bit more, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes can't wait.
Xiao Yi probably didn't know where he would hold his small banquet tonight.
I don't even know that his fiancee hiding on the cusp of his heart will soon become his forbidden pet.