Ruan Suxin blushed, pushed her away violently, chewed hard a few times, and swallowed with difficulty.
She slumped against the wall and slid down slowly, "No more, there will be no treasure map..."
"Why, why are you doing this?"
Mrs. Bowanghou cried and rushed over, scratching and beating her non-stop.
Ruan Suxin let her be beaten and scolded, she collapsed on the ground weakly, and smiled miserably, "I'm doing it for your own good, that's a disaster... I'm saving you..."
"Master Hou hasn't come to my room for a long time, only the treasure map, only the treasure map can make him look at me again, and then come to my room..."
Mrs. Bowanghou seemed to be about to collapse, she didn't seem to be crying, "You really want to rob Lord Hou from me, you are so scheming!"
I don't know when, she seemed to have lost the favor of Lord Hou, and she had no title of Mrs. Hou. For a woman who is not favored by a man, even the most beautiful flower will wither gradually, especially if she has had it before, she can't bear to lose it anymore.
She loves this man so much that she is willing to live for him, die for him, and be crazy about him.
Ruan Suxin coughed again, her face flushed from coughing, but she smiled brightly, "I just swallowed it not long ago, if you kill me now and open my stomach, maybe you can find the treasure map..."
Mrs. Bowanghou suddenly raised her head and looked at her with horror.
She stumbled to her feet like she was some horrible thing.
Ruan Suxin still smiled, coaxing softly, "Aren't you really going to kill me? After a while, the treasure map will be in my stomach, digested together with what I eat and drink..."
"Don't say it, don't say it anymore!"
Mrs. Bowanghou seemed to be frightened, her face turned pale with fright, she staggered back a few steps, turned around and ran away abruptly, she stumbled as if there was some scourge chasing after her.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Ruan Suxin's eyes. She turned her head to look at Qin Gentian and Gu Jiuxiao who were standing silently not far away, and raised her chin softly, "I'll show you a joke."
Qin Gentiana was silent for a moment, then smiled again, avoiding talking, "Since the things have been delivered, we should say goodbye and leave, and we will bid farewell to the third lady."
Ruan Suxin's eyes flickered, she stood up slowly with her hands on the ground, and said softly, "If the girl is not busy, can you wait for me for a while, I... I want to ask the girl to take me to Luoer's grave to worship and find the way. From now on, every Qingming Festival, I will burn something to make her feel better down here."
Although her previous behavior towards Su Luo was really strange, as a mother, this request was reasonable.
Qin Gentiana hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Gu Jiuxiao held Qin Jia's hand carefully, "Little Jiao, are we leaving?"
"Um."
Qin Gentiane responded softly, seeing that he seemed to be a little distracted, he couldn't help laughing, "Why, are you addicted to staying here?"
Gu Jiuxiao shook his head, he pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, and said, "You wait for me, I'll go back as soon as I go."
"Eh… "
Qin Gentian was taken aback, his hands were empty, and the people around him had already run out.
She laughed helplessly, it seemed that King Ding had found a friend here, and he ran out in such a hurry, presumably to say goodbye to his friend.
Qin Gentiana wanted to make a mistake.
Gu Jiuxiao has his own dignity and arrogance in his bones, even if he loses his memory, it is not so easy for him to open his heart to strangers.
He asked people all the way, walked around Bowanghou Mansion for a long time, and finally found the Sandalwood Residence where Lianhua lived.
This is a small Buddhist hall, which was specially rebuilt by Bo Wanghou for Lianhua, the prince who entered the temple as a monk. The environment here is quiet, and the sandalwood is fragrant, which has a sense of Zen.
Gu Jiuxiao stood silently at the door of Tanxiangju, with a hesitant expression on his face.
"Since the benefactor has already arrived, why doesn't he come in?"
Lianhua's faint voice suddenly sounded from inside, clear and cold, like jade falling into a stream, and the person who was hit was shocked.
Gu Jiuxiao came back to his senses, raised his hand and pushed open the courtyard door.
Lianhua was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, and was sitting in the courtyard playing the piano. Seeing him coming in, she only raised half of her face and said calmly, "The little monk said that the benefactor will come to find the little monk."
Gu Jiuxiao walked up to him in a few steps and sat down opposite him.
His gaze fell on the bodhi seed bracelet on Lianhua's wrist, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, and he raised his eyes and asked, "What would happen to her if there was no Buddha bone to suppress her?"
Lianhua's hand stroking the strings paused slightly, then plucked the strings lightly again, "I'm haunted by killing evil, and the body is hit by thunder..."
He paused for a while, then looked straight at Gu Jiuxiao, "The soul flies away."
Gu Jiuxiao stood up abruptly, his face was pale, his heart ached, as if he had been stabbed fiercely by some sharp blade, and he turned a few times at a tricky angle, twisting him to hold his heart.
"How to get the Buddha bone?"
"Zheng..." there was a soft sound.
Lianhua's movement of plucking the strings stopped again, and he casually raised his eyes and glanced at him, "What if you want to cut your heart?"
"I can!"
Gu Jiuxiao spoke directly without any hesitation.
Surprise flashed in Lianhua's eyes, "Maybe he will die?"
The corners of Gu Jiuxiao's eyes were red, but he still didn't flinch. He seemed to be thinking of something happy, and he couldn't help but smile on his face. Even his eyes were full of smiles, dispelling the haze in his phoenix eyes. "I killed my mother when I was born, and my father also regarded me as nothing. Now that I live, no one loves me except her.
"My happiness, anger, sorrow, joy, and suffering are all tied to her. If she likes me, I will like her. If she lives, I will live..."
When he was nine years old, he never bowed his knees even though he suffered many humiliations in the cold palace. Now, apart from his parents and heaven and earth, he bowed his knees to someone for the first time, "I beg the master to give me the method of extracting the Buddha's bone."