CHAPTER 37: SOUL AND SANDALWOOD (1)

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"Mr. Liu, is my concubine okay?" The hem of Emperor Duanyang's blue skirt gently wiped the blue-grey lotus tiles. As soon as she went out, she tried to get rid of Aunt Shanggong, in exchange for a precious piece of walking with Liu Fuyi The way.

She did not dare to look directly into Liu Fuyi's eyes, and the topic deliberately provoked with a slight tremor that was imperceptible.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Liu Fuyi smiled lightly, he was used to staring at each other when speaking, and the sincerity in his eyes was irresistible.

Duan Yang glanced at him quickly, his voice softened, "That's good..."

When she arrived in front of Fengyang Palace, the young Di Ji wanted to say goodbye to her sweetheart Yiyi, who expected the palace door to push from the inside to the outside. It opened, and the big-headed doll-like maid came out, and Ruyan threw at her like a forest, "His Royal Highness!"

"Pai Yu?" Duan Yang saw the figure clearly, and his heart was very depressed, "What's wrong?"

Pei Yu Wan Starting from Duanyang's arm, he looked worried: "His Royal Highness is frightened. It's hot outside. Come in and cool off." Then he smiled brilliantly at

Liu Fuyi, "Fait to Lao Liu Alchemist." Liu Fuyi stood in the distance and looked quietly. After Pei Yu retired with interest, Duanyang's face immediately showed a loss of expression: "Mr.

Liu ..." Liu Fuyi turned around and listened patiently.

"I, actually I..." She hesitated.

Duanyang didn't understand. Those family princes always turn around her like a fly, and sometimes she gives someone a look that will be interpreted as a preference. She has always hated these self-righteous people, but the person in front of her, obviously she has done this, he doesn't seem to understand at all.

The more polite he is, the more anxious she is, even if she knows that this is not the best time.

Liu Fuyi looked at her dark and hesitant eyes, and slowly displayed a somewhat pitiful smile: "I know."

"Do you know what this palace is going to say?" Di Ji stood there and asked, questioning and surprised. coexist.

Liu Fuyi nodded, and the light passed by the anxious Peiyu under the eaves, and persuaded: "His Royal Highness, enter the hall, beware of heat stroke."

A trace of loss filled Duan Yang's eyes.

"Tao Ying said to this palace that as long as the goddess returns, the fortune of this palace will be on the right path."

Mu Yao frowned: "Goddess return?"

"Yes." Zhao Taifei sighed, the fine lines in the corners of her eyes became more obvious. "At that time, Minmin was only five years old and knew nothing. My palace asked him, how can I return the goddess to

her throne?" Then, her expression became unnatural, the corners of her mouth turned downward, and there was fear in her eyes. "Tao Ying told me that on the tenth day of September, Emperor Duanyang was brought into Xingshan Temple, so that everyone would worship the goddess. After the ceremony, the goddess can return to her throne. This matter is top secret and cannot be known to others."

Mu Yao's eyes became more and more deserted, almost like two lasers, straight through Zhao Taifei's forehead: "On the tenth day of September, did the empress attend the appointment?"

Zhao Taifei fell into silence as she looked down at the cup. For a long time, she gritted her teeth, with blue veins on her forehead protruding, "The original three abbots in Xingshan Temple were the confidants of the palace. One of them came to tell the palace overnight that a lot of sparks were found in Tao Ying's residence. Stone and straw."

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