Chapter 1869

Yao Sheng felt extremely anxious, as if he was being tortured by a hundred claws in his heart. He always felt that Tang Chujun was hiding a huge secret and he couldn't wait even a moment longer.

The two men acted with swift action. They immediately gathered all the guards and maids in the mansion, and set off in carriages and horses in the wind and snow, heading straight for Baoguo Temple.

Along the way, Tang Chujun remained silent, and Yao Sheng also refrained from asking any questions.

Outside the carriage curtain, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and all that could be heard was the sound of horse hooves and the wheels rolling over the bluestone slabs, which was particularly clear.

When they arrived at the foot of Baoguo Temple, Tang Chujun ordered everyone to stay where they were.

She and Yao Sheng went up together.

She looked up at the ninety-nine bluestone steps, which seemed to be covered with frost.

Tang Chujun supported Yao Sheng, "Does your leg still hurt?"

Yao Sheng felt pain, but shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."

When they were halfway through the journey, they were both so exhausted that they sat down on the steps with their handkerchiefs as cushions to rest.

There was ice on the steps and it was a bit cold, but it couldn't stop the passion in my heart.

Tang Chujun told Yao Sheng everything, but he still spoke in a low voice, for fear that the wind would blow the secret into someone's ears.

Yao Sheng was not surprised to hear this, "My son-in-law is not an ordinary person, I knew it long ago."

In her opinion, her son-in-law looked more like an emperor than Emperor Zhaowu when he stood there.

"He is not an ordinary person. Our daughter is indeed a phoenix girl." Yao Sheng said, "You can't help but believe in fate."

No wonder the sorcerer said that his daughter was a house-guarding ghost.

It turns out that when he died, he protected the Yu family from evil spirits; when he was alive, he protected the country and stabilized the people.

Yao Sheng comforted Tang Chujun in turn, "Don't blame Yuan'er, he has no choice. He is a man who can do great things."

Tang Chujun sighed, "I have to say, Sheng'er, although you are younger than me, you have a bigger vision than me and can withstand more hardships than me." Suddenly he smiled comfortably, "You are my backbone. Only after I tell you this can my heart calm down."

Yao Sheng was also very moved, "You really treat me as a family member..."

Otherwise, such a secret matter could never be told.

Tang Chujun leaned his head on Yao Sheng's shoulder, "It's so good to have you. I can't bear to leave you."

Yao Sheng looked at the outlines of the deep and scattered peaks in the distance and couldn't help but smile. "We all live in Beijing. Just come and see me when you have time. You live a happy life. That's Xia'er's wish..."

She didn't know if she would have the chance to go to Tiema City to accompany her daughter. She knew her daughter was worried that she would suffer in Tiema City, but no matter how hard it was, what did it matter as long as she could be with her daughter?

She had made up her mind that after Tang Chujun's wedding was over and she had settled all the business affairs at hand, she would go to Tiema City to accompany her daughter.

When she learned that her son-in-law was alive and her daughter and grandchildren were all safe, she felt that God had been extremely good to her.

The monks in Baoguo Temple were surprised to hear that the future Empress Dowager had arrived, so they quickly rang the bell to gather the two and welcomed them in.

Tang Chujun clasped his hands together, apologizing profusely, "Sorry to bother you in the middle of the night."

The monks of Baoguo Temple settled the accompanying people and carriages at the foot of the mountain before closing the mountain gate tightly.

The next day, news spread in the capital that the future Empress Dowager had lit a perpetual lamp for her son-in-law in Baoguo Temple.

It is a foregone conclusion that Prince Consort Haiyan of Beiyi fell off a cliff and died.

"What a sin! The princess lost her husband at such a young age."

"I will never forget the scene where the prince consort hit the Wan countryman with his club."

The students of Yunqi Academy spontaneously went to Baoguo Temple in the morning dew, knelt down at every step, and prayed for the teacher. The hems of their blue shirts were stained with frost from the stone steps.

That is a legend in the hearts of the students taking the martial arts examination.

He is the patron saint in the hearts of the students of the Wenju School.

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