The concubine is soft and charming, and the prince is willing to seduce her

Chapter 228: Burning Incense at the Huguo Temple (Overhaul)
Since Shen Hongfeng was safe and sound, Shen Zhiyu wanted to go to the Huguo Temple to pay her respects, so she told Wei Qingye about it.

He raised his hand and touched her head. "Since Zhizhi wants to go, there is no reason for me not to go with you. The victory of this battle should be regarded as a blessing from God!"

"Thank you, Chang Ying. I don't know why I want to go to the Huguo Temple to burn incense... Just think of it as a memorial to the soldiers who died on the battlefield in the Western Territory!"

Shen Zhiyu felt her heartbeat and turned to look at the bright sunlight outside.

On the day of the bathing rest, Wei Qingye sent Suisui and Zhaozhao, the little dumplings for the coming year, to Qinghe Palace, asking them to accompany the Empress Dowager for some fun. He and Shen Zhiyu then rode in a carriage towards the direction of Huguo Temple.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain where the Huguo Temple stood. The temple stood in the flying snow, and the vermilion walls of the temple looked particularly solemn against the backdrop of the snow.

Although the stone steps had been cleared to make way, the falling snow had covered them with a thin layer. Seeing this, Wei Qingye wanted to carry her up the mountain, but Shen Zhiyu refused.

"Changying, hold my hand, just walk slowly." Shen Zhiyu stretched out her slightly red hand to him, motioning him to hold it quickly.

Wei Qingye held her hand lovingly in his palm, "Okay, then let's walk slower. If you are tired, you must tell me, don't force yourself."

Shen Zhiyu smiled with her eyebrows curved, and playfully shook their holding hands, "Okay, Changying is really getting more and more talkative now~"

Wei Qingye shook his head lovingly, "Zhizhi, if you keep talking nonsense, I will leave you alone in this deep forest and let the beasts take you away."

Shen Zhiyu shrank her neck in response, "Oh, I'm so scared~"

The two of them walked up the hundred steps slowly and leisurely and stood in front of the gate of Huguo Temple.

The young monk hurriedly bowed to the two of them and said, "Dear guests, please follow me."

The young monk led them to the golden Buddha in front of the temple. Shen Zhiyu looked solemn and knelt on the cushion and bowed three times.

Wei Qingye stood behind her, like a ferocious beast protecting his treasure, looking at the Buddha statues in the hall with cold eyes and feeling a little disdainful.

He can only be protected by himself. If the day ever comes when he has to pray to all the Buddhas in the sky, what a failure he will be!
The young monk put his hands together and said politely, "Master Yideng is meditating on the Buddha's teachings this morning and is not available to see guests. He specifically asked me to take the two distinguished guests to have a meal first. He will come to look for you in an hour."

Wei Qingye turned around and tidied up Shen Zhiyu's cloak. "The vegetarian food at Huguo Temple is pretty good. How about I take you to try it?"

When the young monk saw the loving scene between the two, he was so embarrassed that he quickly turned around and chanted, "Amitabha."

Shen Zhiyu tugged at his sleeve, indicating that there were otherworldly little monks here, and asked him to be more restrained.

Wei Qingye boldly kissed her on the face, then took her hand and walked out as if nothing had happened.

Shen Zhiyu glared at him, but didn't want to say anything more.

The vegetarian food at Huguo Temple was indeed excellent. Shen Zhiyu's brows relaxed as she ate the food and she nodded repeatedly.

Wei Qingye saw that she was eating with great relish, and thought: "How about letting the chef from the Huguo Temple come into the palace with you, and let him cook for you whenever you want to eat?"

Shen Zhiyu hurriedly shook her head, "No. The cook is doing well in the Huguo Temple, how could he be brought into the palace just because of me?

He cooks vegetarian food in the Huguo Temple, so that all the tourists who come here can have a bowl of vegetarian food. If he takes them back to the palace, I am afraid he may not be able to cook once in ten days or half a month. Wouldn't this skill be wasted?"

Wei Qingye raised his hand and used a handkerchief to wipe the rice grains from the corners of her mouth. "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. With someone as insightful as you, it would be extremely difficult for me to be a tyrant!"

Shen Zhiyu couldn't help but smile, "If that's the case, then my husband should be a wise ruler and be praised by future generations, okay?"

Wei Qingye handed over the Touhuaci on the plate and said, "Try this. You should like the taste."

Shen Zhiyu took a bite. The glutinous rice cake was soft and glutinous, while the red bean paste was sweet. The two complemented each other very well.

"Your Highness, please try it. It tastes delicious." Shen Zhiyu looked at him expectantly.

Wei Qingye took a bite of the crack of the touhua ci. "Hmm, it tastes really good."

Shen Zhiyu raised her hand and poked his waist in dissatisfaction, "Changying, stop it. This is a temple, you have to be respectful." Wei Qingye responded lazily, "Zhizhi is so fierce~~"

The two of them played around for a while, and Shen Zhiyu fell asleep in his arms with bleary eyes.

Wei Qingye ordered Chai Hui to burn the charcoal fire in the guest room more vigorously to prevent the person in his arms from catching a cold.

He ordered someone to guard the guest room, and he went to the meditation room of the old monk Yideng alone.

Chai Hui added more charcoal and was about to turn around and leave when he heard someone talking.

At this time, Shen Zhiyu on the couch murmured: "Your Highness..."

Chai Hui only thought that the imperial concubine had a very good relationship with the emperor, and even called each other's name in her dreams, but he didn't know that she was now trapped in a nightmare and unable to break free.

She looked at herself standing at the entrance of the palace. The surrounding layout looked very familiar and quite similar to Chengqian Palace.

The sound of scolding came from the hall from time to time, and he walked inside curiously.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was standing on the high platform, had a fierce look in his eyes, without any warmth.

Shen Zhiyu was so frightened that she immediately covered her chest and took two steps back.

The ministers kneeling on the ground were silent and kowtowed continuously.

Shen Zhiyu wanted to get closer to hear what they were saying, but suddenly a cold light flashed before her eyes, and she was blinded.

When she put down her sleeves, she found that the minister kneeling on the ground had been beheaded in such a grand manner.

Why is this happening?

Shen Zhiyu frowned slightly, took a step forward, and the scene in front of her changed again.

She stood on the busy street and found herself not far away, holding a green flute in her hands, wearing a mutton-fat jade around her waist, and entering Jishidiang.

"The Cuidi is a token of the Medicine King Valley. Why should I take it to Jishitang?"

Shen Zhiyu was confused and followed herself in her dream into the medicine hall.

She could still only see what she was talking about with the shopkeeper, but could not hear the specific content.

She passed by other people, and they ignored her, as if she had never existed in this world.

She could only wait quietly until she finished talking with the shopkeeper and then walked out the door together.

After stepping out of Jishidiang, her body floated uncontrollably into the air, rising higher and higher, until she saw a city engulfed in flames.

An invisible force pushed her forward. Shen Zhiyu stood in mid-air and saw the tragic scene of corpses everywhere and rivers of blood in Xijing City. The sadness and anger in her heart were intertwined.

She looked not far away and found Wei Qingye fighting on the battlefield. Seeing Shen Hongfeng falling in front of her, her pupils suddenly shrank. She wanted to step forward to save him but was stopped by the Xirong soldiers.

Shen Hongfeng knelt on the ground with several spears in his body. He opened his mouth and bright red blood kept flowing out of his mouth. Then he slowly closed his eyes.

"Brother——" Shen Zhiyu wanted to go down to find Shen Hongfeng, but was trapped in mid-air by an invisible force.

"I want to go find my brother!"

"Let me go, let me go—"

Shen Zhiyu struggled to break the invisible shackles, but to no avail.

After Tangtang reconsidered, he decided to rebuild the dream. Please watch it again, my dears~
PS: Actually, you don’t have to revise it, but I can’t help but scold myself for writing something crap ┭┮﹏┭┮