When passing by the gate of Prince Ning's Mansion, Wen Qingzhu saw that Fu Jiajun just surrounded Prince Ning's Mansion and made no move.
There was a lot of movement between her and Lu Tao's horse, and someone looked over.
If you look carefully, it's Yang Jiu.
He hurried over: "Madam, where are you going at this time?"
"Where is the Marquis?" Wen Qingzhu glanced around, but never saw Fu Lie.
Yang Jiu pointed to Prince Rui's Mansion: "Your Highness has something to do with the master, and he has already gone over."
Wen Qingzhu nodded, looked at Prince Ning's mansion surrounded by people, and asked a little strangely: "It's been several days, and you haven't caught Prince Ning yet?"
"Not yet. Yuan Chang led his army into the palace first. Princess Ning is in their hands. The Marquis said we will talk about it after tomorrow."
Yang Jiu was very worried that Wen Qingzhu would be dissatisfied, but to his surprise, Wen Qingzhu just nodded, gave him a few instructions, turned around and left.
Watching them leave, Yang Jiu immediately ordered his subordinates: "Go and send the news to the Marquis quickly. Madam has gone to Fengguo Temple!"
Arriving at the gate of Fengguo Temple, Wen Qingzhu saw his old friend.
"Seventh sister, you are here."
The person standing in front of her was Wen Qingxin, whom she had not seen for a long time. He was dressed in plain clothes, his eyes were much calmer, and there was a hint of Zen in his eyes.
Wen Qingxin pointed sideways and said, "Huixin has been waiting for you for a long time."
Wen Qingzhu was about to go in, but after hearing her words, he suddenly stopped.
She looked into Wen Qingxin's eyes and asked, "How long have you been waiting for me?"
Seeing Wen Qingzhu ask this, Wen Qingxin's eyes flickered: "Five days."
The two were silent for a moment. Wen Qingzhu remembered her ability to predict the future and was about to speak, but Wen Qingxin said it first: "I will never dream about the future again."
"What happened?" Wen Qingzhu saw a hint of relief in her eyes.
The smile on Wen Qingxin's lips widened, and she raised her hand to caress her belly: "Because I'm pregnant."
These words shocked Wen Qingzhu and even Lu Tao looked sideways.
Seeing their surprised expressions, Wen Qingxin explained: "It's not Huixin's, it's my husband's."
But these words made Wen Qingzhu and Lu Tao even more incredible.
A young novice monk came over from behind, put his hands together and said hello: "Madam, uncle, please come over."
Wen Qingzhu looked at Wen Qingxin, but heard her say: "You go in, I won't go, my brother will come to pick me up soon."
For some reason, Wen Qingzhu felt that there must be something she didn't know about.
However, in order to understand the truth of the matter, Wen Qingzhu followed the young novice in first.
When they arrived at the house, Wen Qingzhu sat opposite Huixin.
Hui Xin, who had kept her eyes closed, slowly opened her eyes, but his left eyeball was covered with a strange blood color.
"you… "
Wen Qingzhu suddenly thought of Wen Qingxin at the door, and then asked, "Is it related to Qingxin?"
Huixin's eyes showed compassion: "Yes."
As the lights flickered, Huixin closed her eyes again: "I shouldn't have told you, but her obsession is so deep that it has already affected her parents. Fortunately, he still has an older brother, who can barely keep him alive."
"Her parents are dead?" Wen Qingzhu was keenly aware of the problem.
Huixin, without opening her eyes, nodded and explained: "Well, because her father couldn't accept the weirdness she showed, three months ago, she fell into the moat after being drunk. She was too late to save him, so she was plagued by nightmares. "
"What about her mother?"
"Mrs. Wen was already seriously ill, and the death of her husband made matters worse. She knew that Mrs. Wen's time was running out, so in order to fulfill her wish, she married a colleague of Wen Mingliang. She was diagnosed with pregnancy two months ago, but she He is the one who deserves to die.
The mother and her husband died one after another within three days. Wen Mingliang almost died. She begged to come to me, so I took away her Dream Spirit. "
Hearing this, Wen Qingzhu thought in his mind and felt something was wrong: "What about you now?"
Hui Xin slowly opened her eyes: "I don't have her ability, but it was backfired and I lost one of my spiritual eyes."
Looking at his bloody eyes again, Wen Qingzhu dared not look directly.
After avoiding it, Huixin added: "I know the purpose of your coming here. Jiang Yue should not have been reborn. The relics in his purse were given by the master to the late emperor, but he didn't want an accident to happen, so what happened next."
Wen Qingzhu clenched his fists and looked directly into Huixin's eyes again, but he didn't want the surroundings to suddenly change.
She stood on a street filled with dead people and blood.
The sky was overcast, and the houses on both sides of the street were all dilapidated.
But Wen Qingzhu could still tell the main road leading to the palace.
Suddenly, there was a shout from behind.
Wen Qingzhu looked back and saw countless Huns soldiers holding broadswords and looking at her as they rushed toward her.
She wanted to retreat quickly, but her body couldn't move at all.
When those red-eyed soldiers rushed over, Wen Qingzhu's own body floated and was actually passed through by them.
Following the direction of these Huns, Wen Qingzhu looked towards the palace and vaguely saw Jiang Yuancheng standing on the city wall.
With a sword in his hand, he looked at the influx of Huns, and finally committed suicide.
Not long after, thick smoke floated above the majestic Daqi Imperial Palace.
Wen Qingzhu watched as the smoke increased and increased until the flames reached the sky.
During the Huns' carnival, the fire swept forward with the help of the wind, like a furious beast, and directly swallowed Wen Qingzhu.
When he suddenly opened his eyes, Wen Qingzhu was covered in cold sweat.
When she looked in front of her again, she found that Huixin had closed her eyes.
The scene just now kept flashing before her eyes, so vividly that it made her heart beat suddenly and rapidly, as if she was clutching her heart and unable to breathe.
Huixin spoke again: "This is the tenth year after your death in the previous life. Jiang Yuancheng ascended the throne. He was able to govern the country but could not control the world. Da Qi was eventually destroyed under the iron hoof of the Huns."
"You mean, my rebirth has something to do with Jiang Yue?" Wen Qingzhu recalled what happened before and after, and finally connected all the lines.
"Well, my master saw before his eyes that the Qi Dynasty was destroyed, and all life in the world was in ruins. The Xiongnu conquered the world but could not rule it. Wherever they went, there were corpses everywhere.
Later, the master went all the way west and finally reached the Kunlun Mountains, where he found a glimmer of life. He returned to Fu Lie three days before his death, found the relics and gave them to him.
Because he is the only one who can stop the Huns' iron hoofs, but he knows that you have been abandoned by Jiang Yuancheng, so he chooses to save you! His death happens again and you go back in time. "
Having said this, Wen Qingzhu's whole body was trembling slightly, and cold sweat kept falling from his forehead.
Huixin took out a piece of paper and wrote two words on it: Northwest.
"No matter who becomes the emperor, Master doesn't mind. He just wants to atone for his sins. War will break out in the northwest. But in this life, Fu Lie can withstand the Huns' cavalry, but cannot withstand the evil spirit of the black dragon. You can protect him."
Wen Qingzhu suddenly laughed: "If according to what you said, Master Jiudeng did not give the relic to Jiang Yue, but directly handed it over to the late emperor, how would things turn out?"
"You, and everyone associated with you, will cease to exist."
Wen Qingzhu's breath was stagnant, and he looked down at the letter on the table: "Then where is Master Jiudeng now? There is no way -"
"Master passed away in Kunlun, so I can inherit his mantle."
Huixin didn't know what she thought of again, her eyes were sad and she stopped talking.
When I walked out of the house, it was already dark outside.
A layer of brilliant gold appears in the east, which is a sign that the sun is about to rise.
Wen Qingzhu looked in that direction and asked Lu Tao at the door: "Tell me, what can we do to watch the sunrise without any worries?"
"There will be time." Lu Tao held her hand and looked across the yard and said, "Princess Dejia is getting married, and we have to go over to see how your majesty is doing."
Wen Qingzhu nodded and followed Lu Tao out.
At the entrance of Fengguo Temple, I saw Wen Mingliang on crutches, and next to him was Wen Qingxin, holding his hand and walking forward step by step.
After walking two steps, the two people looked up.
Wen Qingxin looked calm, with a slight smile on his lips.
But Wen Mingliang was a little excited and opened his mouth not knowing what to say.
The Wen Mingliang in front of her was far different from the ninth brother in her memory.
Now he has also reached the weak crown, with green stubble on his chin, and his expression is a bit overwhelmed and a bit excited.
"Seven, seven sisters."
As soon as he spoke, Wen Qingzhu's heart felt warm.
Among the many brothers and sisters in the Wen family, Wen Qingzhu always knew that he was the most well-behaved and kind-hearted.
Wen Jihua and Yang gave birth to a daughter like Wen Qingxin, but they also gave birth to a son like Wen Mingliang.
Wen Qingzhu suddenly remembered that they were by the lotus pond of the Wen family many years ago.
Wen Mingliang had some delicious pastries, so he called them over.
At that time, Wen Qingxin was still arrogant and domineering, bullying Wen Qingzhu.
But for Wen Mingliang's sake, Wen Qingxin finally calmed down.
Wen Qingzhu walked up to Wen Mingliang, held his hand, and touched his pulse.
Things are a bit bad.
She looked at Wen Mingliang reproachfully: "If something like this happened to your family, why didn't you come to me?"
"You and Mingxuan are both busy, and Fu Hou is fighting everywhere. What's more, you were still far away in Cangzhou when the accident happened. I also found Mother Ye, and she helped me find Dr. Xue. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to save my leg. of."
Wen Mingliang's face was full of gratitude.
Wen Qingzhu looked at Wen Qingxin and said, "Now you only have your brother, so you can no longer be willful."
"I know, Seventh Sister, please go to the palace quickly. Princess Dejia is getting married soon, so you have to go back early." Wen Qingxin said pointedly.
Wen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes slightly, but still had a smile on his face: "Well, I'll come see you when I'm free."
After bidding farewell to them, Wen Qingzhu quickly rushed down the mountain.
Yang Liu had already prepared a carriage here. When he saw them coming, he immediately raised his hand and said hello: "Madam! The Marquis asked me to pick you up. From the palace... Madam, please go back as soon as possible."
As he spoke, he looked towards the carriage.
Wen Qingzhu thought for a moment, wouldn't it be faster to ride a horse
Now that Yang Jiu asked her to come and take the car, could it be that—
Wen Qingzhu walked over and opened the car curtain, and sitting inside was a heavy-looking Wen Qingmei.
She made a shushing gesture.
Wen Qingzhu got into the car without changing his expression and asked Lu Tao to stay outside.
As the carriage started, Wen Qingmei finally held Wen Qingzhu's hand and said excitedly: "That's great! You're okay!"
"What's going on?" Wen Qingzhu lowered his voice.
Wen Qingmei leaned close to her ear and whispered: "It's from the imperial court..."