On the way to Guiyuan Temple, there was a bustling crowd and an endless stream of horse-drawn carriages.
Far away from Guiyuan Temple, the carriages stopped one after another.
People got out of the carriage and walked to the temple.
The temple is built halfway up the mountain, and a long queue queued half a mile away from the temple entrance.
Lu Ling carefully helped Mrs. Lu out of the carriage.
Several people sighed at the large number of pedestrians and walked forward.
Lu Ling silently raised his head and glanced at the temple halfway up the mountain, already feeling slightly uncomfortable.
But she pretended so well that no one noticed anything was wrong with her.
As the temple got closer and closer, Lu Ling found it increasingly difficult to breathe, dizzy, and his exposed skin began to tingle.
She couldn't help but put her hand in front of her forehead, swallowed with some difficulty, pretended to be tired, and said to Mrs. Lu:
"Mom, I haven't been out for a long time. Now I feel tired after walking a few steps, so I won't go up. Please go and ask for a lucky draw for me."
When Mrs. Lu heard Lu Ling say that she was tired, she quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead, and said distressedly: "Then you go there and sit and wait for mother, and mother will ask for a good fortune for you and Acheng." .”
Lu Ling said: "Thank you for your hard work, mother." So he asked Haitang and others to take care of Mrs. Lu up the mountain, while he retreated about ten steps, stretched out his hands to gather the cloak around his body, and tried to cover the exposed skin as much as possible.
Her eyes were following Mrs. Lu and the others, and suddenly she heard the sound of carriage wheels rolling on the ground and the sound of horse hooves clattering from far to near.
It's really strange. When we approach the temple, everyone has dismounted and lined up, but there are still people driving carriages?
Lu Ling couldn't help but look at the carriage curiously.
I saw the carriage drawn by two horses approaching slowly. The carriage was hollowed out on all sides, and translucent curtains fell from the top of the head. A person could be vaguely seen sitting in the middle of the curtains. The curtains fluttered and danced in the air as the carriage moved forward, and a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar came into Lu Ling's eyes.
Lu Ling's eyes widened for a moment - the person in the carriage was actually King Zhao?
She couldn't believe her eyes and stretched out her hand to rub them.
Lu Ling never imagined that he would meet him here.
I think there is quite a lot of fate between the two of them...
But she didn't dare to think about it, and followed the carriage towards the temple with her eyes.
There were two guards with swords on both sides of the carriage. One of them opened the way and shouted: "King Zhao is traveling, pedestrians should give way!"
Upon hearing this, the pedestrians stepped aside one after another, all curious to see the big shot in the car.
Several women whispered in surprise in Lu Ling's ears: "Why is King Zhao so young and handsome?"
"Yes, yes! I heard that King Zhao has not chosen a princess yet!"
"Let's catch up and see..."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Ling's body was suddenly squeezed by someone and he passively moved forward.
It turned out that most of the people who came to seek blessings were women. When they suddenly saw the noble and stunning-looking prince, everyone was very excited.
Thinking that the prince had not married yet, the women all began to think of luck.
If anyone can attract the prince's attention, then he might be able to turn a sparrow into a phoenix in the future!
The women became more and more excited as they thought about it, pushing each other to chase Shen Yufeng's carriage.
Lu Ling was pushed uncontrollably towards the temple by the crowd.
She could clearly feel the pain on her body as she took a few steps closer to the temple.
She struggled to get out of the crowd and away from Guiyuan Temple, but her body resisted the bodies of hundreds of people, just like an ant trying to push a ton of boulders in vain.
The skin felt tingling again, and the crowd of heads in front of him and the excited screams of the women began to become muffled.
Lu Ling couldn't support it anymore.
At this moment, King Zhao's carriage stopped, and the guards on both sides drove the crowd four or five steps aside.
The curtain was lifted, Shen Yufeng got out of the carriage, glanced at the crowd indifferently, and planned to climb the stone stairs.
Suddenly, the crowd erupted into a scream of terror.
"Someone fainted!" someone shouted, and people in that area moved to the side to leave a clear space.
Shen Yufeng turned around and saw a white figure falling softly to the ground.
Like a feather, falling gently to the ground.
A familiar face came into view. Shen Yufeng's heart was suddenly startled, as if he was being pinched tightly by an invisible claw, leaving him at a loss as to what to do.
There was a strange man in the crowd who saw someone fainting. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go up and check.
"Stop him!" Somehow, something came out of Shen Yufeng's mouth uncontrollably.
The nearest guard hurriedly stepped forward and blocked the man and the others with their knives.
Shen Yufeng stepped forward quickly and stopped half a step away from Lu Ling.
He hesitated and thought: Why would she appear in front of him again?
However, as Xiaoqian said, she is not suspicious...
Shen Yufeng squatted down and put Lu Ling's upper body from the ground into the crook of his arm.
The body was still the same as before, weak and boneless, like a willow branch moving in the wind.
A cold fragrance wafted out from her body, hit Shen Yufeng's nostrils without any scruples, and penetrated into his body.
Shen Yufeng's arm holding Lu Ling's body trembled uncontrollably.
He looked at the face with a strange blush. That face was like a peeled lychee, moist and delicious, with two sprinkles of cinnabar sprinkled on it. Her lips were like unripe cherries, light in color, but like dripping water. Covered with morning dew, it glowed with an astonishing luster.
"...Are you awake?" Shen Yufeng hesitated and shook Lu Ling's body.
Seeing that she didn't react at all, Shen Yufeng's heart started to pound.
As for Lu Ling, just before Shen Yufeng came over, she suddenly felt an unprecedented sharp pain in her body, as if a thunderbolt struck her hard, peeling her body off from her bones.
Lu Ling didn't even have time to make a sound of pain before he felt his body lighten and his eyes darkened.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw a golden light in front of her. She was floating in mid-air, and her ghost body was being eroded by the Buddha's light. In less than a moment, she will be turned into wisps of smoke by the Buddha's light and dissipate in this world!
She looked down in panic, but saw Lu Ling's body being held in Shen Yufeng's arms, about to pick him up.
And Shen Yufeng's body was emitting a faint light, and the light formed a sphere, wrapping the two of them in the middle.
The shining place is in his heart.
No one could see it, and if Lu Ling hadn't left her body, she would never have discovered it.
Now she understood why King Zhao was as cold as her.
He is not a ghost, but a human being, but he was born with a yin bone in his body, which is a thing from the underworld. This yin bone allows his whole body to emit yin energy all year round, so normal women cannot get close to his body.
And wasn't this vaginal bone prepared for Lu Ling at this time?
Without any time to think, Lu Ling floated down and plunged into his body.
A heavy sense of belonging spreads through his limbs.
Lu Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, I can still go back.
But she immediately felt the pain in her body. Lu Ling quickly reached out and grabbed Shen Yufeng's waist, tilting her head against his chest.
A familiar and comfortable feeling instantly enveloped Lu Ling, making her feel at ease like never before.
As the yin energy gradually entered the body, Lu Ling could clearly find that the pain in his body was being swallowed up bit by bit by an invisible force.
As soon as Shen Yufeng stood up, he felt his waist tighten.
He froze on the spot.
