"Just follow the emperor's orders." Ye Jun smiled and served Ning Chen some food. "You've been traveling so long, your majesty should have a meal and rest soon."
Ning Chen nodded, and added, "You stay and accompany me."
"This... isn't good." Ye Jun was stunned for a moment and hesitated.
You have to be careful inside the temple.
Seeing her worry, Ning Chen curled his lips slightly, "Don't worry, I know what to do. You stay with me for a while, and I will let you go back in the evening."
It was originally nothing, but after he said it, it seemed as if Ye Jun had misunderstood it.
This caused Ye Jun to glare at him fiercely.
After lunch, the two went to the inner room and lay down.
Ning Chen is really tired.
I made up my mind to leave the palace yesterday, and made many arrangements overnight. I almost didn't sleep all night.
I wanted to go to sleep right away, but considering that Ye Jun hadn’t had lunch yet, I still ate something with him.
He hugged the person and fell asleep in a short while.
Ye Jun was a little surprised. He turned his head slightly and got closer, and saw the faint dark circles under his eyes.
Ning Chen was absolutely outstanding as he ascended the throne at a young age and managed to hold great power in the hands of a group of old ministers from aristocratic families, but he was undoubtedly very tired.
Looking at this handsome face from such a close distance, it gradually overlapped with another childish face.
It looks like it, it really looks like it.
The Fourth Prince is almost a smaller version of Ning Chen.
For a moment, Ye Jun's heart trembled slightly.
His eyes flickered and he looked away.
Ning Chen is still young. In order to survive and protect her son and family, she will try her best to gain favor. Because of her favor, the Ye family and the Chu family will develop better during Ning Chen's reign.
The Chu family is fine, but Ye Zhe holds military power.
If the fourth prince is not the one who ascends to the throne in the future, who will be able to accommodate the Ye family
Taking a step back, even if the Ye family is tolerated, will the new emperor tolerate the fourth prince with such a maternal family
If she were the one in a higher position, she would definitely not tolerate it.
It doesn’t matter whether Ye Jun wants to earn money or not. He has to earn money in order to survive.
Now that she can work for Ning Chen, she is also paving the way for the Fourth Prince's future.
Since Ning Chen didn't hide it from her, she should do something appropriate.
After thinking about this, Ye Jun slowly closed his eyes.
Take a rest first and then make some plans in the afternoon.
An hour later, Yuan Jiu called twice outside the door.
Ning Chen was sleeping soundly and Ye Jun woke up first.
It is really warm to sleep with someone holding you in your arms in winter, and you don’t even want to get up.
But since we are here to pray for blessings, we still have to be careful.
"Your Majesty, it's time to get up." Ye Jun called softly.
Seeing that the man didn't move, she wanted to reach out and pinch his nose.
However, just as he stretched out his hand, his waist suddenly tightened and he was turned over, with his whole body lying on Ning Chen's chest.
"Not honest."
Ning Chen half closed his eyes, grabbed the jade hand that was trying to make trouble, and bit it gently.
"The emperor is not honest. He is clearly awake but he pretends to be asleep." Ye Jun snorted and pulled his hand back.
But she felt it was not enough, so she bit his chin.
Ning Chen laughed, let go of the person and sat up.
"Okay, get up. It's time to go see Master Ruokong of Yanqing Temple this afternoon.
Ye Jun nodded and asked someone to come in and serve him.
After changing clothes and going outside, I found that it was snowing.
It is early December now, so it is normal to snow.
However, Yanqing Temple is located halfway up the mountain, and it is colder on the mountain. When it snows, you have to wear an extra cloak.
They lived on the back mountain, a little higher than Yanqing Temple, so they had to go down the mountain to see Master Rukong.
"The roads are slippery in the snow, let's walk. It's not safe to take a sedan chair." Ning Chen said.
Ye Jun also meant this, so he nodded.
Fortunately, the road down there was paved with bluestone slabs, which was wide and flat, and servants had already cleared the road ahead, so we arrived there in less than half an hour.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the master is already waiting inside, please follow me in."
At the gate of the Zen temple, a young monk in his teens respectfully clasped his hands together, bowed, and opened the wooden door of the temple.
When the group entered the yard, they saw an old monk with gray eyebrows and beard, wearing a gray monk's robe, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, standing in the corridor with his eyes closed.
I opened my eyes when I heard the sound.
He bowed with a kind smile.
"Master, Ming Zhaoyuan and I have come here to pray for blessings. We are sorry to bother you during this period of time." Ning Chen was very polite.
If for no other reason, the Master Ruokong in front of him was only a hundred years old. He had been the abbot of Yanqing Temple since Emperor Ning Chen’s grandfather’s generation, and was highly respected.
Master Ruokong quickly put his hands together and bowed respectfully.
"Your Majesty is filial, benevolent and kind, which is a blessing to the people of Nanqi. It is also my good fortune that I can recite sutras and pray for your Majesty."
"In that case, please take me and Ming Zhaoyuan to the Buddhist temple." Ning Chen said.
Unexpectedly, Master Rukong just smiled and did not move.
"It's just a normal disease, it will pass, but I'm afraid that mortals can't withstand the emperor's personal blessing."
As soon as these words came out, Ning Chen's eyes flashed.
He looked at the old monk in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze.
Master Ruokong also faced the scrutiny of the young emperor very calmly.
After a long time, Ning Chen withdrew his gaze, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"But I'm already here, it's not good to do nothing."
"The tea here is good. Why don't you invite the emperor and the empress to have a taste?" Master Rukong turned sideways.
Ning Chen and Ye Jun looked at each other at the same time.
Both of them saw curiosity in each other's eyes, so they decided to go in and sit down.
They also wanted to see what else this master knew.
After all, the ambiguous words just now are really curious.
Does this mean that the Imperial Observatory is talking nonsense, or that the Empress Dowager is pretending to be sick and does not need to be prayed for
Each of them had questions in mind and went into the house together.
The three of them sat down in front of the tea table, in the middle of which was a set of vintage purple clay teapots.
Master Ruokong skillfully brewed three cups of tea.
But the amount of tea in the three cups is different.
Ye Jun's cup was only half full, but Ning Chen and the master's were both filled with a full cup.
"Master, may I ask what this means?" Ye Jun couldn't help himself.
From the first glance, she felt that this old monk was very profound and not like an ordinary person, and now she was even more curious.
Master Ruokong looked at her, and it seemed that his eyes, full of Zen, lit up for a moment.
"Life is like tea, my lady, you will understand."
"So, this half empty cup is not my tea anymore?" Ye Jun raised his eyebrows slightly.
For a moment, she felt that the old monk seemed to notice something different in her.
If you really think about it, it was her soul that occupied this body. Even though she had grown up from a child like an ordinary person, she was different inside, and she knew it clearly.
"Your Majesty is intelligent, there is no need for me to say more." Master Ruokong smiled.
Ye Jun lowered his eyes and stopped talking.
But Ning Chen obviously misunderstood.
Listening to this conversation, his brows slightly frowned, "Master, could it be that something has happened to Ming Zhaoyuan's life span?"
Half a cup of tea, does that mean you can only live half a life
"No, no, no, Your Majesty has misunderstood. Empress Zhaoyuan has a very blessed destiny." Ruokong immediately shook his head.
"What about this tea?" Ning Chen asked.
Master Ruokong said nothing more, but clasped his hands together and said, "Your Majesty, everyone has their own destiny, and their destiny is different. The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. Your Majesty only needs to rest assured. Your Majesty's destiny is extremely blessed."