After all, Zhimo was one of Xiao Jiuan's most trusted people, and he was very strict with his words. Song Wanqing didn't ask anything.
The master and servant returned to Jiao Yuexuan dejectedly.
"Miss, no wonder Lin Dao called him smelly ink. This man has such a bad temper." Chen Yu cursed along the way.
Song Wanqing was not very angry, but envied Xiao Jiu'an for having such a loyal person.
Now that she has offended the Queen and King Chu's lineage, she is simply a walking trouble. There are not many people in the entire capital who dare to take her in.
However, what surprised the two of them was that Lin Dao came at night.
"Miss Wanqing, our prince's mother and concubine are sick, and the prince will stay in Qingyin Temple for a while." Lin Dao carried a small baggage on his back, "I will come back with some changes of clothes and let you know by the way."
It turned out that Mrs. Chen was ill.
Song Wanqing asked with concern, "What disease does the concubine have? Is it serious?"
"I don't know much about this, but the prince has already sent a message to the palace. It is estimated that people from the Imperial Hospital will be there tomorrow."
Song Wanqing nodded. If he wanted to alert the people at Tai Hospital, it might not be a minor illness.
Her mind moved, "Master, the third medicine for the Ninth Prince has been prepared. Can you take me to Qingyin Temple with you?"
"This..." Lin Dao was obviously in a dilemma.
"Master, since the Ninth Prince asked you to come back and talk to me, it means that he regards me as one of his own. You take me with you. When he takes the medicine, if he doesn't like me staying there, I will come back by myself. No It will cause trouble to Master."
Song Wanqing thought carefully, Lin Dao was already partial to her, so he quickly nodded.
"Okay, you wait outside for a while. I'll tell the prince first. If he doesn't agree, I'll send you back." Lin Dao looked at Chen Yu, "Why are you still standing there? Quickly pack some clothes for your young lady. .”
"Okay." Chen Yu immediately got busy, muttering something in his mouth, "It's better for Mr. Lin Dao to know that he cares about our young lady, unlike that smelly ink."
Lin Dao frowned and looked at Song Wanqing, "Did the smelly ink embarrass you?"
"No, master, don't worry. Master Zhimo is also doing it for the good of the prince. Master, don't get angry with him." Song Wanqing also regarded Lin Dao as a relative.
After Chen Yu packed up, the group went out, but were stopped by Zhi Mo at the gate of the palace.
"Lingdao, what are you doing?" Zhimo's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, "Who allowed you to take them with you? Don't you think the prince has caused enough trouble?"
"Get out of the way, you stinky ink. The affairs in the palace are yours to take care of. After leaving the palace, what do you care about me?" Ling Dao said plausibly, "Besides, since the prince asked me to send a message to Miss Wanqing, maybe I will I hope Miss Wanqing will go."
"..." Song Wanqing disagreed in her heart.
She stepped forward respectfully, "Master Zhimo, if the Ninth Prince does not want me to go to Qingyin Temple, I will not go up. I will definitely come back tonight and will never cause any trouble to the Ninth Prince."
Zhimo still had a stern face, "If you have this consciousness, you shouldn't go with me today."
"Ignore him, let's go." Lindao pushed Song Wanqing lightly, then turned around and warned Zhimo, "Smelly Mok, listen carefully, Miss Wanqing is the prince's guest, just for this reason, you can't stop her .”
The words were indeed useful. Although Zhimo looked reluctant, he did not stop him.
When Song Wanqing and others left Prince Zhan's Mansion, he reminded him from behind, "Song Wanqing, remember what you just said."
"Don't worry, Lord Zhimo." Song Wanqing nodded slightly, turned around and got on the carriage.
Qingyin Temple is not a national temple. It is a small temple on Qingcheng Mountain and is inhabited by nuns. After the death of the late emperor, most of the concubines were buried with him. As the only surviving concubine, Mrs. Chen practiced in Qingyin Temple on her behalf.
She did not live in the temple. Xiao Jiuan built a unique courtyard behind the temple, and she lived in the courtyard every day.
The carriage stopped outside the courtyard, and Song Wanqing came down with Chen Yu.
"Miss Wanqing, please wait here, I will inform the prince." Lin Dao trotted in.
Song Wanqing looked around. The scenery here is beautiful, the environment is clean, and there are not many pilgrims in Qingyin Temple, so it is indeed a good place for self-cultivation.
Lin Dao soon met Xiao Jiuan, "Your Majesty..."
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Xiao Jiuan said coldly, "What's wrong? But your apprentice was bullied by Zhimo?"
"Your Majesty is wise, this stinky... Zhimo just likes to go against Miss Wanqing, so..." Lin Dao glanced at Xiao Jiu'an secretly, still hesitating.
In fact, he understands his master's character and doesn't blame Zhimo for blocking him. He makes his own decisions and brings people here, which is basically tantamount to seeking death.
But when she was at Jiao Yuexuan, Song Wanqing said a few soft words, and he, the master, couldn't refuse her.
Xiao Jiuan put down the book in his hand, "Is anyone outside?"
"Your Majesty, make atonement!" Lin Dao knelt down quickly, "Miss Wanqing has developed the third medicine and wanted to give it to the Prince to try it, so... I made my own decision and brought her here."
"Did you make the decision or did she ask for it?" Xiao Jiuan's face darkened, "Let her come in."
"Yes, Your Highness." Lin Dao wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurried to deliver a message to Song Wanqing.
"When you meet the prince later, tell him that I took the initiative to bring you here." He also taught Song Wanqing to tell lies, "Don't say that you came at your own request, do you understand?"
"Master, it's obviously me who is coming." Song Wanqing blinked at him, "Besides, the prince is willing to see me, so he shouldn't be so angry."
Lin Dao nodded. Indeed, the prince seemed to always prefer Miss Wanqing.
He was relieved.
After entering, Song Wan Qingfu said, "I have met the Ninth Prince."
"You are so brave!" Xiao Jiuan said coldly, sounding in a bad mood.
"Your Majesty, please calm down!" Lin Dao plopped down and knelt down, "This matter is indeed a subordinate's own decision. Please, Your Majesty, please don't embarrass Miss Wanqing."
"Ninth Prince, I begged Master to bring me here. If you want to punish me, then punish me." Song Wanqing also said immediately.
Xiao Jiuan glanced at the two people with a serious look, "Okay, you master and apprentice are in the same group, but I am a bad guy."
"Your Majesty, this is not what I mean." Lin Dao lay on the ground, "Of course, my subordinates will always be the Prince's people, but..."
His apprentice hurts himself, so he can't just agree to such a small thing.
"Please, Your Majesty, punish your subordinates severely."
"Ninth Prince, if you don't want to, I will go down the mountain and go back to the palace now." Song Wanqing lowered his head and turned to leave, "I will leave now. Don't punish Master."
"Stop!" Xiao Jiu'an pinched his eyebrows speechlessly. The master and apprentice sang in harmony, and he really became a bad guy. "Aren't you here to deliver medicine?"
