Master Huining went to Baolin Temple for four or five days to give Princess Fu'an the Huajing, and Li Tong also followed him for four or five days.

On the Qing Dynasty, the two got out of the car at the entrance of Baolin Temple. Just after entering the gate, Master Ji Ming hurriedly came out, nodded at Li Tong, saying hello, pulled Master Huining and pulled her a few steps aside. Although the voice was low, the temple was too quiet, and Li Tong could still hear it clearly.

"Why are you here today? Mrs. Zhao will arrive soon. Why are you here today?"

"Yesterday the eldest princess specially instructed..." Master Huining frowned slightly.

"Mrs. Zhao will arrive in a while! She doesn't like seeing us like this... nun, if you see you preaching Buddhism to the eldest princess..."

Master Ji Ming interrupted Master Huining in anger, but before she could finish her words, a seven or eight-year-old nun ran out of it and shouted in a crisp voice: "Master Huining, you are here! The eldest princess asked me to take you in."

"Please tell the eldest princess, I'll ask Master Huining to help draw a few talismans. I'm in a hurry. Let Master Huining go over and explain it later." Master Ji Ming grabbed Master Huining tightly and did not let go. These words were said to Li Tong.

Li Tong pretended that he had not heard what Master Ji Ming said just now, and bowed slightly to show that he knew. He followed the little nun into the courtyard of Princess Fu'an behind.

Mrs. Zhao is the old lady in the Duke of Suiguo Mansion? Concubine Zhou’s mother and Empress Dowager Zhou’s sister-in-law? What did she come to visit Princess Fu'an? Why did Master Ji Ming not let Master Huining go in? Then what about herself? Is it appropriate to be seen by Mrs. Zhao?

Princess Fu'an Chang's yard also had a ceiling set up in her yard. When she entered the gate, Li Tong looked up at the ceiling that was built up in the middle of the yard. The yard was too big to space. When it was windy and rainy, the fine yarn could not hold on. She had to change it to at least four or five times a year. Even if the royal princess became a monk, she would not be able to withstand the suffering.

Princess Fu'an looked as usual, and she was still sitting under the west wing corridor and grinding tea. But for some reason, Li Tong felt that she was very unhappy.

"Master Huining was invited by Master Ji Ming to draw a few talismans, saying that it was urgent and would come over one night." Li Tong bent his knees and turned to Master Ji Ming's words.

"Yeah." Princess Fu'an didn't raise her eyelids, but said 'um', raised her finger, and signaled Li Tong to sit down and prepare for tea. Li Tong looked at the tea table. There were only two cups on the tea table, one in front of Princess Fu'an and the other in front of her.

Li Tong couldn't help but glance at Princess Fu'an again. She knew that Master Huining would not come. Then she knew that Mrs. Zhao was coming and why she was coming? So she knew that Master Huining must avoid it? Or did she know that Master Ji Ming must hold Master Huining to avoid it?

"I changed a kind of tea today." Princess Fu'an said leisurely while putting tea powder into the cup, "Try it."

Princess Fu'an picked up the silver pot and poured boiling water into the teacup. A strong jasmine fragrance rushed up. Li Tong looked up at Princess Fu'an who was enjoying the fragrance.

She didn't say that she hates tea cakes that smoked with messy things the most, saying that it doesn't smell so good that the tea itself is more fragrant. No matter what smoke it uses, it is a defilement of tea. How can you drink this kind of tea that can only smell the jasmine fragrance and no matter how much tea smells?

Because Mrs. Zhao? Is Mrs. Zhao love this kind of tea? Or is Mrs. Zhao not?

Li Tong looked at Princess Fu'an, and Princess Fu'an also looked at her. Li Tong lowered her head and smelled the scent of jasmine, "It's best to smell such tea."

"Yeah." Princess Fu'an responded absent-mindedly. Seeing that she had no intention of speaking, Li Tong picked up the cup and slowly sipped the tea.

After taking a few sips, a little nun ran into the gate of the yard. Before the little nun could run to the front, Princess Fu'an put down her cup and signaled to Li Tong, "You go to the house to avoid it."

Li Tong hurriedly stood up, held the cup, followed the sign of the green cloud and entered the western room.

The five rooms are very tall, very similar to the upper room of half of the house without any partition. The room on the west is similar to the one under the corridor, with tea tables and chairs placed in various colors. It seems that when it is cold, Princess Fu'an is drinking tea here.

The door was not closed tightly, and footsteps sounded outside and figures were approaching.

Li Tong sat quietly on the chair, looking through the crack in the door, watching the movement outside.

An old woman in her sixties, slightly rich and kind-looking old woman, leaning on a crutch with one hand and holding a gorgeously dressed girl with the other, walked slowly in.

The old woman's head turned white, and she was wearing a bronze long-dressed long-dressed flower dress. Inside the long-dress was a crimson plain silk skirt. On her wrist, she was wearing a very wide and green body. She looked extremely rare jade bracelet.

This should be Mrs. Zhao.

Li Tong had never met Mrs. Zhao. Once upon a time, after both the eldest prince and the fourth prince were injured, Mrs. Zhao fell ill and died of illness half a year later. She was one in front of Concubine Zhao, almost at the same time.

"I am most impatient with the smell of jasmine." Seeing the greeting, Mrs. Zhao sat down at Li Tong's seat just now, smelling the smell of jasmine flowers surrounding the corridor, and shook her head while smiling.

"How good is this jasmine fragrance? Why doesn't the old lady like it?" Princess Fu'an looked extremely puzzled. Mrs. Zhao smiled, "This is because everyone has their own preferences. Some people like this food and clothing, some people like this, and some like that. How can there be the same thing? There is no reason to say."

"What the old lady taught me is." Princess Fu'an said that she was taught. Lu Yun made tea again to Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Zhao took a sip and smiled: "This taste is good! I just like the smell of plum blossoms and borneol."

"I hate the smell of borneol the most. How good is the jasmine? Why doesn't the old lady like it?" Princess Fu'an said with confusion and complaints. Mrs. Zhao smiled, "When I was young, I didn't like the smell of jasmine. Not to mention incense, even in the garden, jasmine is not allowed to be grown in the garden. It's impossible to change it. The princess doesn't like the smell of borneol, so she doesn't need it. This is not a big deal."

"Well, too, I understand. Next time the old lady comes, I won't invite the old lady to drink jasmine tea." Princess Fu'an said something obviously. Mrs. Zhao smiled and nodded, "I'm afraid that the princess will forget it again when I come next time."
Chapter completed!