Yuan An recited the Buddha's name and sighed again: "The way of heaven has its own reincarnation, why should the benefactor be so obsessed?"
That Chu Yan got up abruptly, and suddenly took out a sleeve arrow and put it in Yuan An's throat: "If you refuse to agree, I will kill you first, and then slaughter all the monks in the world. See who else worships your Buddha!"
"Amitabha, if the Buddha lets me live, I will live; if the Buddha wants me to die, I will die." Yuan An folded his hands together and closed his eyes: "If the benefactor is obsessed with this, then please do it."
The "he" in the dream was himself. Of course Chu Yan knew himself well, knowing that "he" would definitely shoot the arrow without hesitation.
"No!" Chu Yan shouted nervously.
The monk seemed to have sensed something suddenly, and suddenly turned his head to look in Chu Yan's direction: "Why are you here?"
"Can you see me?" Chu Yan was overjoyed.
The monk just glanced at Chu Yan indifferently, then turned around and performed the Buddha's salute to that Chu Yan with clasped hands: "Amitabha, since the donor's obsession is so deep, the old monk will help you once. It's just that this matter is a change against the sky." The act of life, and the consequences of this matter, must be borne by the benefactor alone."
After finishing speaking, the monk raised his hand suddenly, and Chu Yan immediately lost all consciousness.
One morning, when Chu Yan woke up, he found that he was still in the guard of the palace, but everything he experienced just now was already burned into his mind.
Was it just a dream? But why is everything so clear? And it's the same as what Yan'er dreamed
After thinking about it, Chu Yan felt that this matter must not be simple.
"Lian Xin, go and find out which monastery has a monk named Yuan'an."
As soon as Chu Yan finished speaking, Lian Hao walked in from the outside: "Your Majesty, this is the emperor's reply to you."
Chu Yan opened the booklet, but couldn't read a single word. It took him a while to write down the two names.
Qin Wang, An Jing Bo.
Lian Hao watched from the side, feeling a little baffled.
The sky has just turned pale, and there is still a while before the morning.
The side concubine in the mansion asked Qin Wang softly while helping King Qin get dressed, "My lord, what did the emperor tell you when he called you over last night? You didn't sleep much last night. It was still early in the morning, and it will be early in a while. Why don't you come again?" Let's catch up on sleep."
"What did you say? Heh!" Thinking of what the emperor said to him yesterday, King Qin sneered. Fortunately, he kept saying something to make up for himself. Now he even persuaded himself to hand over a woman!
His eyes turned cold, King Qin called his personal guards: "Listen with your ears."
The guard turned pale with shock after hearing King Qin's words: "My lord, the emperor has ordered..."
"According to what the king said!" Qin Wang said coldly.
Coincidentally, Chu Yan was plagued by "nightmares" that night, and Su Yan also dreamed about those things in her previous life, but her dreams were always covered in fog. She clearly knew that she had dreamed about what happened after her death in her last life, but she couldn't remember anything after waking up. She just felt extremely heavy all over her body and her mind was groggy.
This is not the first time Su Yan has this kind of dream, and she is no longer obsessed with thinking about things in the dream. She immediately asked Caixia to fetch a basin of well water, and immersed her face in the cold water. Su Yan's mind cleared up a bit, and she changed to warm water to wash again.
Went to ask for the old lady's peace and pulse, and then Su Yan went to Prince Yan's mansion in a sedan chair.
In a steamed stuffed bun stall not far from Uncle Anjing’s mansion, a man who just bought buns chatted with the stall owner: “All the mansions on the street I passed by just now have been sealed off, only Uncle Anjing’s mansion It's fine."
The vendor looked around, and seeing that no patrolling people were paying attention to his side, he said, "Who told someone to have a good daughter? You don't even think about how much the Lord Le'an has done this time!" While speaking, Su Yan Cong'an Walking out of Jingbo's mansion, the vendor immediately pointed in Su Yan's direction with his eyes: "Look, that's Princess Le'an."
The bun buyer took a bite of the bun, and he could only see a lavender figure from a distance: "Uncle An Jing, a traitor, can raise such a good daughter? I don't know what smoke is coming from their ancestral grave, what a chicken!" A golden phoenix flew out of the nest."
"That's right, I heard..." The vendor wanted to say something more, but he caught a glimpse of a group of patrolling soldiers passing by out of the corner of his eye, and immediately fell silent: "Someone is here, don't say anything, you can eat quickly."
When Su Yan arrived, Princess Yan happened to be at Princess Rongyang's place, and she immediately left Su Yan to sit affectionately for a while before letting the two of them leave.
The two went to Jinxiufang first, but after shopping around, they couldn't find something that Princess Rongyang liked, so they went to other places together. This street is almost full of cloth shops and jewelry shops, Su Yan felt that she was dazzled, Princess Rongyang hasn't found anything she likes yet.
A man in a white shirt ran into the alley panting. He looked around but didn't see the person he was looking for, so he stood guard on the street for a while. After about a quarter of an hour, he saw Princess Rongyang's figure, his eyes lit up, and he dodged and hid behind a big tree. After Princess Rongyang turned around and entered a shop, he wiped off the stain on his forehead. Sweat followed.
In the shop, Princess Rongyang and Su Yan stopped on the first floor.
"Sister Yan, do you like this Bu Yao? This pendant is a ruby, it must be beautiful for you to wear." Princess Rongyang picked up a Bu Yao and showed it to Su Yan.
Su Yan looked at the pearls and jade that was swaying down, and felt that it was indeed beautiful, and said with some regret: "I'm not married yet, and I can't wear it if I like it."
This is the custom of this dynasty, regardless of their status, Bu Yao can only be worn by married women.
"Try it first, you and your cousin are getting married soon, so it's the same if you keep it for the future." Saying so, Princess Rongyang pulled out the hairpin from Su Yan's hair, and slowly inserted Bu Yao into Su Yan's hair. In Yan's bun.
Su Yan touched Bu Yao on her head, and took a look at it with the bronze mirror for a while. She thought it looked pretty, so she asked Princess Rongyang: "What do you think?"
The voice fell for a long time without hearing Princess Rongyang's answer. Su Yan put down the bronze mirror and looked at Princess Rongyang, only to find that Princess Rongyang was not looking at herself, but staring at the direction behind her intently. surprise.
Su Yan turned around curiously, and saw a man in fine cloth clothes holding a hairpin in the direction of Princess Rongyang's gaze, asking Xiao Er what to do.
Su Yan narrowed her peachy eyes, and calmly tugged Princess Rongyang's sleeve.
Princess Rongyang came back to her senses, couldn't help but look at Jian Yuyan more, then leaned into Su Yan's ear and said, "He is the young master I mentioned. I didn't expect such a coincidence to meet him here again."
Jian Yuyan? It turned out that he was Jian Yuyan.