"Senior brother, don't believe it," Xia Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this reason, and her chest rose and fell. She pointed at Yi Lin's nose seriously: "That charlatan is fooling you!"

Xia Xiaoman learned a lot of fresh words from Yi Lin.

The word "false" is used here, with the appropriate context.

But Yi Lin was a little puzzled. Let’s not talk about this “charlatan” for now, it is actually false.

If you take a step back, he was really fooled by a charlatan. What does it have to do with you?

Since Xia Xiaoman repeatedly confirmed that there was no such person as "Xia Ruxue" in this Dagan Palace, Yi Lin could only temporarily suppress this question and go to the Xia family's ancestral temple to check it out if you have time.

...

After the three of them were placed in Yingxue Pavilion, the news that Princess Dagan returned to Qingdu was "resurrected from the dead" spread throughout the city overnight.

Many concubines and relatives of the late emperor in the palace politely delivered gift boxes in boxes.

Yi Lin opened it for Xia Xiaoman and saw that the gifts in the gift boxes were of various types, including silk and satin, rare medicinal materials, exquisite swords, rouge and gouache, and precious jewelry.

Xia Xiaoman has no habit of putting on makeup or dressing up on weekdays and is used to being poor. Moreover, at this time, the Dakan Dynasty was worried about internal and external troubles, and there were continuous wars outside. The vassal kings revolted. No matter how many gifts she had, she couldn't enjoy it. She sat cross-legged in the center of a brocade box piled up by one person, with her willow eyebrows tightly, and she looked depressed.

...

"Why did you shave your head and escape from Qingdu?"

Looking at the little junior sister sitting in the pile of gifts, Yi Lin asked while sniffing the pile of precious medicinal materials on the left and pinching them right, looking for medicinal materials that can be made into seasoning powder.

The soul cooking master is destined to be on the road of pursuing delicious food all your life.

Xia Xiaoman glared at her senior brother: "Senior brother, can you stop mentioning the shaved head?"

"Okay, I promise not to mention your shaved head again." Yi Lin nodded and agreed, "So, why did you shaved your head?"

"..." Xia Xiaoman gritted his teeth, and his golden elixir cultivation level fluctuated, and accidentally crushed a brocade box containing the night pearl of Nanzhanbu Continent, and the box and beads were shattered.

She then decided not to care too much about this hateful senior brother and told the reason for escaping Qingdu.

"Three years ago, Xiaoman shaved his head...ah, bah, bah, Xiaoman left Qing because..."

...

Speaking of that year,

It was a dark and windy night.

Xia Xiaoman was sleeping soundly in the deep palace.

A palace maid sneaked into Xia Xiaoman's Yingxue Pavilion, saying that it was the backup plan left by the late emperor and wanted to take her out of Qingdu. Xia Xiaoman was unwilling at that time, but the palace maid was not an ordinary person. She instantly subdued Xia Xiaoman, walked over the eaves and walls, and carried Xia Xiaoman to Ping'an Temple.

Xia Xiaoman didn't know the exact passage. When she woke up again, the mysterious palace maid changed her clothes and shaved her head, and left Qingdu overnight with a group of monks.

On the way, Zen Master Kuye solemnly handed the national treasure of the Dagan Dynasty, namely the Man Emperor Seal, to Xia Xiaoman, and told thousands of instructions that Xia Xiaoman could keep it safe and should not fall into the hands of others.

At this point, Yi Lin finally learned about Xia Xiaoman's head shaved and fled from Qingdu four years ago. After pondering for a while, Yi Lin wondered: "Wait, how could the Human Emperor Seal be in the hands of Zen Master Kuye?"

"Human Emperor Seal?" Xia Xiaoman seemed not clear about the real name of the legendary prop, and said strangely: "That is the Jade Seal of the State of the State..."

"Okay, how could the jade seal in the hands of Zen Master Kuye?"

Xia Xiaoman shook her head and said she was unaware. In fact, four years ago, she took the jade seal of Zhenguo from Zen Master Kuye, and was also confused. Xia Xiaoman said: "Everyone, including me, thinks that the jade seal of Zhenguo was passed to my younger brother Jier after his father's death."

Yi Lin thought to himself: "In other words, Zen Master Kuye will know something about the origin of the jade seal in the country. It seems that it is necessary to go to Ping'an Temple."

By the way, I can also find Wang Xiaohu who has been away from for four years to see how he is doing now.

...

But I haven't had time to go to Ping'an Temple yet.

Another strange thing happened to the palace.

The news that Princess Dagan returned from the dead and returned to Qingdu should have spread throughout the palace.

But her younger brother, Xia Jisheng, never came to Yingxue Pavilion to visit his sister, leaving Xia Xiaoman in the deep palace.

This will last for three days.

Whenever Xia Xiaoman proposed to meet Xia Jisheng, the right prime minister who was in charge of internal affairs would come to Yingxue Pavilion as soon as possible and inform Xia Xiaoman that the civil war was tense now, and Emperor Jisheng was patrolling the military camp and had no time to meet guests.

Later, the right prime minister changed several excuses, either reviewing memorials and criticizing them until late at night, or the dragon body was not safe and was not welcomed by the cold. Until later, Xia Xiaoman became anxious, the right prime minister said that Emperor Jisheng and the Empress Dowager are not in Qingdu now, and they have secret matters to go out.

When the right prime minister who was blocked by Xia Xiaoman once again stepped out of the door, Jian Nanchun and Yi Lin looked at each other, and felt a sympathy, and said at the same time: "There is something wrong!"

Xia Xiaoman was not stupid, so he naturally noticed that the right prime minister had repeatedly blocked him, which must be strange. However, after she returned to the Qingdu Palace, she repositioned herself as the "elder princess" in her words and deeds. When she wanted to see her younger brother, she would honestly follow the process and report in advance... so that Xia Xiaoman has not been able to see her own brother yet.

The status of this "elder princess" is useless.

At first, Yi Lin also felt that following the rules, the process was better, and today's great emperor's face still needs to be given a little.

But after three days of hanging, Yi Lin felt that she could not give her face.

"Do you still remember when I was in the Black Wind and Sand Sea, Li Qianqian said that the two concubines Shu and the emperor in the Dagan Palace three years ago were fake?" Yi Lin remembered this.

Jian Nanchun frowned and interrupted, "Isn't this human nature?"

"It's true that human nature is right. It's normal to find a substitute to stand in front of fire, theft and assassination. If I were the emperor, I might have found more substitutes than him." Yi Lin smiled and said, "But now it seems that this matter is not that simple. Have you noticed that the right prime minister's reaction was a bit strange on the day my junior sister came back?"

Xia Xiaoman was slightly stunned: "Strange?"

Jian Nanchun lowered his head and stretched his eyebrows: "So that's it! He really deserves to be Junior Brother Lin!"

Xia Xiaoman: "I said it's already this time, don't you make a puzzle? You're almost in a hurry!"

Yi Lin explained: "Didn't you notice that on the day you came back, the Shenwu Army saw you all the way, and it was like seeing a ghost. After all, three years ago, you were confirmed to have died clinically. Maybe they even had enough food."

"So?" Xia Xiaoman still couldn't understand the profound meaning of his senior brother's words.

Jian Nanchunyun smiled lightly: "But the right prime minister, he was too calm when he saw you."

...

There are a lot of problems right now.

Even Xia Xiaoman himself didn't know what he was going down the mountain this time.

In Jian Nanchun's words, the destruction of the big knot and the change of dynasties is a general trend, and there are signs of astrological signs. Can Xia Xiaoman, a mere Golden Elixir monk, stop this historical tide?

Jian Nanchun felt that he couldn't.

However, in addition to being a Jindan monk from the Tianjian Sect, Xia Xiaoman also has another identity, that is, the eldest princess who works hard and the current emperor's elder sister. From this level of identity, it would be a bit unreasonable if she didn't do anything.

After several discussions, the most resourceful and insidious senior brother Lin Yi gave his idea.

"Let's do this, there's a lot of war outside, that's the military's business, and we don't care. But as the saying goes, knowing the destiny of heaven, doing its best, and doing what you can do, you will always leave regrets if you don't work hard. Back in Qingdu, there are three doubts in front of us. We can act separately and solve the problems that are currently in front of us first."

"One, I went to Ping'an Temple to find Zen Master Kuye and Xiaohu to reminisce about the past. By the way, I asked why Emperor Xia Yuan hid the jade seal in advance and handed it to his junior sister four years ago;"

"Second Brother Jian, go and check it out. What's wrong with the right prime minister?"

"Three, it's simple for junior sister Xiaoman to find your brother directly, whether it's a substitute or not, then talk about it."

Yi Lin temporarily figured out a way of thinking. Xia Xiaoman nodded repeatedly when she heard this. Her head felt a messy head, and the toilet suddenly opened and she suddenly became clear.

"But..." Xia Xiaoman asked: "I'm not good at investigating!"

Yi Lin looked at her junior sister in confusion, with four words in her eyes: "Are you stupid?"

"When did I ask you to investigate honestly?"

"That……?"

"You are a Jindan monk now! Don't always treat yourself as an ordinary person! Just ask directly! Do you understand if you throw a stone to ask for directions? Do you understand if you draw a sword? The truth is within range, do you understand?"

"Ah?" Xia Xiaoman was stunned when she heard this, but when she thought about it carefully, it seemed to make sense and there was nothing wrong with it.

A simple and crude plan was formulated like this, and there was nothing twists and turns.

On that day,

At dusk, when the festival was covered with a layer of golden glow, Yi Lin came to Peachan Temple alone.

There are many tall pine trees planted in the courtyard of Ping'an Temple. After the cold winter and early spring, the pine trees in the courtyard are now much bald. From time to time, dry leaves fall down, and new buds are growing stubbornly on the treetops. They are presenting a scene of withering and rebirth coexisting.

The monk Sanliang was cleaning the courtyard in simple clothes.

A monk with a pretty face came to Yi Lin, first said Amitabha Buddha and asked Yi Lin for his purpose.

Yi Lin clasped his hands together, smiled, and replied, "I have a friend coming from afar and want to see Zen Master Kuye."
Chapter completed!