Outside the city of Bianjing.
The green mountains are as dark as dark.
It's spring now.
However, the maple trees on the mountain will dye the entire mountain red in autumn.
It was as beautiful as the rouge on the girl's cheek.
The temples in the mountains are also famous because of this. They were originally called Reclining Buddha Temple, but later changed to Red Maple Temple.
This temple is also a place where children in Beijing love to come to pick green.
The temple is full of incense.
But no matter what, this temple should not be the place for beautiful women.
The gray robe cannot cover up the woman's outstanding appearance. Unfortunately, the woman has no longer the vitality of flowers, her face is pale, and she only closes her eyes and knocks on the wooden fish devoutly.
What is she asking the Bodhisattva to bless?
The female donor, the old friend is here to visit.The old monk's voice came from outside the door.
The woman opened her eyes.
I would come to this temple to find myself. Now, in that family, she is the only one except her mother.
The person who came was a girl who had only seen her for 28 years.
But this girl is the Sixth Princess Yang Xueyue.
I don’t know when my illegitimate third sister was so beautiful.
Yang Xuezheng was a little dazed.
Sister, how are you doing recently?
Can't say whether it's good or not, just like that...whether of you, the third sister?You are now the best of our sisters.
The eldest sister joked.
Speaking of which, do you know what happened to the second sister?
Since Yang Xueqing married Xiao Mufeng, her married life has not been very good.Xiao Mufeng's mother doesn't like Yang Xueqing very much.After the two got married with a high profile, they were ashes.
Yang Xueyue thought about the language: Second sister... she had a miscarriage some time ago.
Yang Xuezheng smiled: I feel at ease if I know she is not doing well.
Big sister...
There is no need to say more about the third sister.I am grateful for you.How can my mother be safe?
Well, Mrs. Yang is in good health...Sister, are you really not going back?
What are you doing when you go back to that home?I am happy to be peaceful in this Buddhist temple, so you don’t need to say more about the third sister.
Yang Xueyue sighed and said nothing more.
After a brief greeting, the two chatted for a while.
Are you pregnant?
Well... Yang Xueyue's cheeks were red.
Three years have passed, and it is indeed time.The Sixth Prince...is he good to you?
Um.Yuhe, treats me very well.
That's good... It's getting late, third sister, it's almost time for you to go back.You have a body now, but it’s different from the past.
That sister, I'll go back first.
Go.
Yang Xuezheng did not go to see Yang Xueyue off. She stared blankly at the newly sprouted buds outside the window, and then she suddenly realized that it was spring again.
Unfortunately, her heart has been left and there is no spring anymore.
She withdrew her gaze and closed the window.
In this way, I am closed in my own small world and isolated everything from the outside world.
Yang Xuezheng turned around and was shocked.
At some point, a man who covered himself all into the black burqa appeared in the house like a huge exclamation mark.
You...Who are you?
Yang Xuezheng retreated, but there was a wall behind her.
take it easy.Unexpectedly, a sweet female voice came from under the burqa, making people unable to tell the difference in age.
It was heard that it was a woman, and Yang Xuezheng relaxed a little.
Who are you?
Like the one just now, I just came to see the old friend.
An old friend?Yang Xuezheng quickly filtered the suspected characters in her mind, but no match was found.
I don't know you...
The woman smiled, her laughter was crisp and pleasant, but it made Yang Xuezheng shudder for no reason.
you……
Then look at my face...
A hand stretched out from the burqa, dazzlingly white.
A face under the burqa was hideous and terrifying.
Yang Xuezheng took a breath, as if she had seen a female ghost.
The woman touched her face and said softly: Sorry, I scared you.
Who are you?!
The woman said to herself: I want to borrow something from you.
What?...What do you want to do!Don't go... Um!
The woman was approaching her at some point.
Don't be so loud~
The woman was amazingly strong. One hand tightly covered Yang Xuezheng's mouth and the other hand stroked Yang Xuezheng's tender face: What a beautiful face.
Um... Yes!
The hand that touched Yang Xuezheng's face turned down and climbed up to the slender neck.
Be good, it doesn't hurt at all.
The woman gently kissed Yang Xuezheng's nose.
Yang Xuezheng's body slowly slid down.
The woman looked at Yang Xuezheng's face and smiled sweetly, but with her grimace, it was even more scary than the exorcist mask.
I'll use it with you, good granddaughter~
Princess, I have your letter.
One afternoon, Yang Xueyue, who was free, was basking in the sun in the garden.
It's from the temple.
Big sister?Yang Xueyue raised her hand to take the letter and unfolded it. The beautiful font was clearly from the hands of the daughter of a daughter.
There are only a few strokes on the letter paper.
Yang Qingyue was a little confused after reading it. This was the first time that her elder sister took the initiative to write a letter to her.
It has been a month since the last meeting?
Um?I remember Ayue, you went to see your elder sister just a month ago, right?Didn’t you go there every three months before?Long Yu asked in surprise when he heard what his wife said.
Well, but this time it’s rare for my elder sister to write to me.Maybe something is wrong... Yang Xueyue was brought into her arms by Long Yu.
Then when are you going?
the day after tomorrow.
Long Yu dropped a gentle kiss on his wife's temple.
Then I'll send someone to follow you.
good.Yang Xueyue did not refuse because she knew that this was Long Yu's gentle care, and she also liked that he cared about herself.
Three days later, Yang Xueyue went as promised.
And she was not the only one who came back.
The Sixth Prince.
Long Yu looked at the woman in plain robe in front of him and bowed to him.
Her face was pale as pear blossoms, and she lowered her eyes, looking very docile.
Long Yu quickly searched her name from her memory.
Yang Xuezheng.
However, the Yang Xuezheng in my memory is like a peony blooming, and her beauty is peerless.
And Yang Xuezheng in front of her is like a peony withered in the snow, losing her color but inexplicably carrying a dilapidated beauty.
Husband... Yang Xueyue was a little nervous: This is Hongfeng Temple... No, my, the new maid...
Long Yu smiled: Just a maid, but the wife is the one who decides.
Yang Xueyue then breathed a sigh of relief: Thank you, husband.
No one saw Yang Xuezheng, who was lowering her head, swaying her mouth silently.
haven't seen you for a long time.
The green mountains are as dark as dark.
It's spring now.
However, the maple trees on the mountain will dye the entire mountain red in autumn.
It was as beautiful as the rouge on the girl's cheek.
The temples in the mountains are also famous because of this. They were originally called Reclining Buddha Temple, but later changed to Red Maple Temple.
This temple is also a place where children in Beijing love to come to pick green.
The temple is full of incense.
But no matter what, this temple should not be the place for beautiful women.
The gray robe cannot cover up the woman's outstanding appearance. Unfortunately, the woman has no longer the vitality of flowers, her face is pale, and she only closes her eyes and knocks on the wooden fish devoutly.
What is she asking the Bodhisattva to bless?
The female donor, the old friend is here to visit.The old monk's voice came from outside the door.
The woman opened her eyes.
I would come to this temple to find myself. Now, in that family, she is the only one except her mother.
The person who came was a girl who had only seen her for 28 years.
But this girl is the Sixth Princess Yang Xueyue.
I don’t know when my illegitimate third sister was so beautiful.
Yang Xuezheng was a little dazed.
Sister, how are you doing recently?
Can't say whether it's good or not, just like that...whether of you, the third sister?You are now the best of our sisters.
The eldest sister joked.
Speaking of which, do you know what happened to the second sister?
Since Yang Xueqing married Xiao Mufeng, her married life has not been very good.Xiao Mufeng's mother doesn't like Yang Xueqing very much.After the two got married with a high profile, they were ashes.
Yang Xueyue thought about the language: Second sister... she had a miscarriage some time ago.
Yang Xuezheng smiled: I feel at ease if I know she is not doing well.
Big sister...
There is no need to say more about the third sister.I am grateful for you.How can my mother be safe?
Well, Mrs. Yang is in good health...Sister, are you really not going back?
What are you doing when you go back to that home?I am happy to be peaceful in this Buddhist temple, so you don’t need to say more about the third sister.
Yang Xueyue sighed and said nothing more.
After a brief greeting, the two chatted for a while.
Are you pregnant?
Well... Yang Xueyue's cheeks were red.
Three years have passed, and it is indeed time.The Sixth Prince...is he good to you?
Um.Yuhe, treats me very well.
That's good... It's getting late, third sister, it's almost time for you to go back.You have a body now, but it’s different from the past.
That sister, I'll go back first.
Go.
Yang Xuezheng did not go to see Yang Xueyue off. She stared blankly at the newly sprouted buds outside the window, and then she suddenly realized that it was spring again.
Unfortunately, her heart has been left and there is no spring anymore.
She withdrew her gaze and closed the window.
In this way, I am closed in my own small world and isolated everything from the outside world.
Yang Xuezheng turned around and was shocked.
At some point, a man who covered himself all into the black burqa appeared in the house like a huge exclamation mark.
You...Who are you?
Yang Xuezheng retreated, but there was a wall behind her.
take it easy.Unexpectedly, a sweet female voice came from under the burqa, making people unable to tell the difference in age.
It was heard that it was a woman, and Yang Xuezheng relaxed a little.
Who are you?
Like the one just now, I just came to see the old friend.
An old friend?Yang Xuezheng quickly filtered the suspected characters in her mind, but no match was found.
I don't know you...
The woman smiled, her laughter was crisp and pleasant, but it made Yang Xuezheng shudder for no reason.
you……
Then look at my face...
A hand stretched out from the burqa, dazzlingly white.
A face under the burqa was hideous and terrifying.
Yang Xuezheng took a breath, as if she had seen a female ghost.
The woman touched her face and said softly: Sorry, I scared you.
Who are you?!
The woman said to herself: I want to borrow something from you.
What?...What do you want to do!Don't go... Um!
The woman was approaching her at some point.
Don't be so loud~
The woman was amazingly strong. One hand tightly covered Yang Xuezheng's mouth and the other hand stroked Yang Xuezheng's tender face: What a beautiful face.
Um... Yes!
The hand that touched Yang Xuezheng's face turned down and climbed up to the slender neck.
Be good, it doesn't hurt at all.
The woman gently kissed Yang Xuezheng's nose.
Yang Xuezheng's body slowly slid down.
The woman looked at Yang Xuezheng's face and smiled sweetly, but with her grimace, it was even more scary than the exorcist mask.
I'll use it with you, good granddaughter~
Princess, I have your letter.
One afternoon, Yang Xueyue, who was free, was basking in the sun in the garden.
It's from the temple.
Big sister?Yang Xueyue raised her hand to take the letter and unfolded it. The beautiful font was clearly from the hands of the daughter of a daughter.
There are only a few strokes on the letter paper.
Yang Qingyue was a little confused after reading it. This was the first time that her elder sister took the initiative to write a letter to her.
It has been a month since the last meeting?
Um?I remember Ayue, you went to see your elder sister just a month ago, right?Didn’t you go there every three months before?Long Yu asked in surprise when he heard what his wife said.
Well, but this time it’s rare for my elder sister to write to me.Maybe something is wrong... Yang Xueyue was brought into her arms by Long Yu.
Then when are you going?
the day after tomorrow.
Long Yu dropped a gentle kiss on his wife's temple.
Then I'll send someone to follow you.
good.Yang Xueyue did not refuse because she knew that this was Long Yu's gentle care, and she also liked that he cared about herself.
Three days later, Yang Xueyue went as promised.
And she was not the only one who came back.
The Sixth Prince.
Long Yu looked at the woman in plain robe in front of him and bowed to him.
Her face was pale as pear blossoms, and she lowered her eyes, looking very docile.
Long Yu quickly searched her name from her memory.
Yang Xuezheng.
However, the Yang Xuezheng in my memory is like a peony blooming, and her beauty is peerless.
And Yang Xuezheng in front of her is like a peony withered in the snow, losing her color but inexplicably carrying a dilapidated beauty.
Husband... Yang Xueyue was a little nervous: This is Hongfeng Temple... No, my, the new maid...
Long Yu smiled: Just a maid, but the wife is the one who decides.
Yang Xueyue then breathed a sigh of relief: Thank you, husband.
No one saw Yang Xuezheng, who was lowering her head, swaying her mouth silently.
haven't seen you for a long time.
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