Princess Duanhui called a sedan chair and went to Puci Temple accompanied by her wet nurse.
On the way, she discussed it with her wet nurse: "I have only one wish in my whole life.
I hope Junhua will be well.
I will also have an explanation for my mother when I meet her underground."
The wet nurse sighed: "The princess will tell the uncle carefully when the time comes and don't make the uncle anxious."
The princess nodded and said, "I don't have to."
After leaving Chenqiao Gate, we headed north for another ten miles before arriving at Puci Temple.
The host was familiar to the princess.
When he saw her sedan chair, he rushed up to greet her and saluted her.
The princess held the wet nurse's hand and nodded, saying, "Thank you, Master."
"Lord Luojia is practicing swordsmanship in the back bamboo forest, so let people spread the news.
The poor monk asked people to clean up the princess's wing."
With a sad look on her face, the princess went straight to the small courtyard where Mu Xuan usually lived.
Mu Xuan's courtyard is in the northeast corner of Puci Temple, behind the vegetable garden.
A separate small courtyard with about ten houses.
There were several servants serving him, and there used to be maids, but they were later removed by Mu Xuan.
When the princess came in, a boy had already come to greet her, and another boy went to tell Mu Xuan.
"How is Junhua doing lately?"
"My uncle is fine.
He is just thinking about the princess.
I didn't expect the princess to come here."
Princess Duanhui snorted coldly, she didn't know her brother yet.
In his eyes, if he really still had family ties, he would not still be living in the temple.
The princess was sitting in the main hall, accompanied by the nanny Chen and the eldest maid Danju.
The rest were waiting outside.
The furnishings in the room are very simple.
Except for this long black table, the rest are made of bamboo furniture.
There is no aura of wealth at all.
The princess suddenly remembered the Wenwang tripod with copper body, filigree enamel and Kui dragon pattern in the princess's room.
Now it looked really different.
Her nose was a little sore, she turned around, held the handkerchief and gently wiped the moist corners of her eyes.
"elder sister" Princess Duanhui heard the call and hurriedly put away the veil and sat upright.
Looking up, I saw a young man standing outside the threshold, dressed in gray and brown, with a sandalwood hairpin in his bun.
He held a long sword in his hand.
Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, jade trees facing the wind.
Seeing that his face was a little red, the princess got busy and said with concern: "What's going on with your health recently?
You have to restrain yourself when you try to practice swordsmanship.
You need to take good care of your body."
The expression between Mu Xuan's brows became warm and she handed the sword in her hand to Baokang.
"Sister, please sit down."
Mu Xuan went to the inner room, changed into a monk's robe and walked out.
The princess was unhappy when she saw his attire, and frowned: "You are becoming more and more simple."
Mu Xuan said: "I'm not particular about anything."
He didn't ask a word about the situation at home.
Even on New Year's Eve, he didn't go back to worship his ancestors.
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He only offered two volumes of scriptures in the Buddhist hall here and burned incense in front of the portrait of his mother and concubine.
"We are all descendants of the clan, how can we really live up to the status of the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha?
My mother-in-law only has a son like you, how can she be happy if you are like this?"
Mu Xuan was tired of hearing these words.
The warmth just now was gone.
Her face was a little distant and indifferent, and she said: "I wholeheartedly worship Buddha.
If mother knows about it, she won't say anything."
"Jun Hua, don't be like this.
Why don't you go back with me?
That's your home.
You like to worship Buddha and be a householder.
As a little brother like you, I just want you to be well."
Mu Xuan's eyes were filled with indifference.
He turned his head and said, "Sister, there's no need to say anything.
I'm not a child anymore.
I know what I'm doing."
The princess was a little excited and couldn't restrain her emotions.
She took Mu Xuan's hand and said, "Jun Hua, you can't live like this for the rest of your life.
I know you have deep feelings for me, so I didn't ask you to cut off all contacts here. .
Just think about your family.
My sister doesn’t want you to escape into Buddhism.”
Mu Xuan simply shut her mouth and refused to speak.
The princess's tears fell, and she didn't bother to wipe them away.
She was extremely heartbroken and said: "Why did I choose to return home?
I just can't let you go.
I have found a match for you.
She is the younger sister of the imperial concubine's mother's family.
Look.
You should like that child who can read and write in a gentle and gentle way."
Before the princess finished speaking, Mu Xuan suddenly stood up, broke away from the princess's hand, and said coldly: "Sister, please come back.
Sister, please don't interfere with my affairs in the future."
"Junhua" the princess shouted weakly.
Mu Xuan walked away, obviously not wanting to talk to his sister anymore.
The princess said simply: "If you don't want to get married, I will find a nunnery to become a monk."
Mu Xuan stopped, did not turn around, and her tone became stiff, saying: "I am not a child anymore, and there is no need for my sister to threaten me.
I know what I am doing.
I am already like this, why don't you just let me pass for two days?"
You don’t have to force me when you are happy.
Sister, don’t come to my place anymore.”
Princess "Junhua" burst into tears.
Fortunately, the nanny Chen gave her a hand, so the princess did not collapse on the ground.
Mu Xuan left without looking back.
The princess had already expected such an outcome, but how could she be willing to allow her brother to embark on such a road that would never return.
Her life was over, and she didn't want her brother to live a lonely life.
She recalled that when her mother-in-law was pregnant with Mu Xuan when she was a child, she held her hand and said, "Xian'er, you will be my sister from now on.
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You have to play with your younger brothers and sisters, you know?
If my mother-in-law is gone one day, you have to help them more."
"She was still young at that time and didn't understand what this meant.
Thinking about it now, it deeply hurt her heart.
The nanny Chen persuaded in a low voice: "Princess, you are too impatient.
We can only deal with this matter slowly.
Follow the uncle's wishes first, don't rush."
The princess said: "How could I not know this truth?
It's just that he is not young anymore.
He can't continue like this.
I'm afraid that he will go to a dead end."
The wet nurse sighed and comforted her carefully.
Mu Rong got the poem manuscript written by the girls today from Bao Wen.
He read them one by one, picked out Rong Yun's portion, and put them away quietly.
Baowen found out later, pulled Mu Rong and asked: "Third brother, what do you mean, why do you want to hide my things?"
Mu Rong smiled and said: "I saw that this poem was well written, and I wanted to take it back and appreciate it carefully."
"No matter how good the poems written by the eldest daughter of the Rong family are, they are not as good as those of our eldest sister.
You clearly have ulterior motives, so hurry up and recruit them."
Mu Rong blushed and said, "I won't tell you.
I'll talk to my mother and concubine."
After saying that, he ran away.
The princess here was resting in her room, and Mu Rong barged in regardless.
"Concubine, look what I have brought you."
As Mu Rong said, a little monkey ran out of his sleeve.
The monkey was covered in golden hair and was only the size of a small chicken.
The princess stared straight at it and asked quickly: "You are such a weird thing, where did you get this?"
Mu Rong squatted beside the princess with saliva on her face and beat her legs.
It seemed that her son came to her for something.
The princess knew it and waited for her son to speak
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