After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

Fu Ying was still crying out her fear and longing.

The next moment, she was suddenly picked up sideways. She screamed in surprise and met Murong Fu's fiery red eyes. She shuddered involuntarily.

She suddenly thought that at that time in the Qinzheng Palace, the Crown Prince seemed to have been planted with a love poison by Nanzhao. Could this be the side effect of the love poison?

But then she thought of what the Crown Prince and the group of palace maids had done just now, and suddenly she felt a little disgusted.

She liked the Crown Prince, but she couldn't bear to be humiliated by him like this.

How could this happen when they weren't even married yet?

As she was thinking this, she felt herself thrown onto a big bed.

Then the figure she had been thinking about day and night came down directly, and Fu Ying's words of accusation and refusal were swallowed up in the lustful words.

Fu Ying pushed the figure on her body and struggled to refuse, but after hearing the words "Ying'er, I miss you so much...", her whole body softened immediately.

At this moment, she could only comfort herself that the prince did not want to bully her, but he had no choice.

If she wants to survive successfully in the East Palace, she can only please the person in front of her.

She could never go back to the Jiaofangsi, a place that she hated so much.

She knew that the crown prince was fake, and she also knew that the emperor might depose the crown prince in the future, but hasn't he done so yet?

As long as the prince is still alive, she has a chance to turn things around.

The matter of soul-swapping cannot be fully believed.

What she needs to do now is to seize the opportunity in front of her and successfully conceive the prince's child. Only in this way can she have a chance to turn things around completely.

Thinking of this, Fu Ying became angry and responded awkwardly.

When Zhong Ning heard about the absurdity in the Eastern Palace, she couldn't help but be speechless. Although the emperor only imprisoned the prince, the prince grew up in front of him after all, and she couldn't bear to deal with him for the time being.

But the East Palace is so absurd and really outrageous.

Emperor Yong did not care about the life and death of those young palace maids. Most of them chose to go to the Eastern Palace on their own. It was just that the reputation of killing a palace maid was detrimental to the royal reputation if it happened in the palace.

Zhong Ning thought about it and decided not to bother with such matters.

Sympathy for others also comes at a price.

There are many people in this world who need sympathy. Since you were greedy in the first place, you must be mentally prepared to bear the consequences.

After all, this is the East Palace’s own business. Anyone who enters the East Palace will probably not have a good ending.

What she had to do now was to disguise herself and go to Zhenguo Temple while everyone's attention was still on the Fuguo Mansion and the Nanzhao front.

This time, she didn't let anyone from the mansion follow her.

Yuesheng was of similar height to her, so she pretended to be herself and stayed in the princess's mansion, refusing all guests in the name of recuperating from her injuries.

Afterwards, she arranged everything, dressed up as a man, and left the princess's residence while it was still light in the morning.

Except for the servants and secret guards who served the princess in her mansion, no one knew that she was not in the mansion at the moment.

Outside the city, there were horses that she had ordered arranged in advance, and they galloped all the way to the foot of the Zhenguo Temple.

Speaking of horse riding, although she copied all of Xiao Yu's skills, the only thing she had never practiced properly was riding a horse.

But who gave her the voice of beasts?

The most fierce white horse in the mansion lord's backyard gradually lost itself in her endless praise.

He was successfully tamed by her and became extremely obedient.

By the way, her horse is called Xiaobailong.

After riding her horse to the foot of the Zhenguo Temple Mountain, she tied the horse in the backyard of the inn at the foot of the mountain and paid someone to watch over it for the night.

I also specifically told Xiaobailong that when I come back, no matter who comes, you must not leave with him. If you are taken away by some bad people, you must remember the way home.

She also told the waiter that the horse was worth a thousand gold coins, and if her horse was lost, she wanted him to pay ten times the compensation.

After giving her instructions, she hiked up the mountain like other pilgrims.

Zhenguo Temple is hidden among the mountains, like a shining pearl. The temple is solemn and heavy, simple and majestic, with the morning bells of the ancient temple and the lingering Buddhist chants, which is truly the style of a royal temple.

It was already daybreak.

When the temple gate opened, Zhong Ning followed the crowd into the temple. He saw lush greenery and towering halls inside. The Buddha statues in the temple were golden and brilliant, solemn and sacred.

Kneeling in front of the Buddha, Zhong Ning prayed devoutly: I hope she can find the way home as soon as possible and never have to live so cautiously again!

After praying, he also added ten taels of silver as incense money.

She had quite a bit of money, but with her current status, she didn't need to buy too much. She was going to live in the Dingzi Guesthouse, so she needed something that matched her current status.

Sure enough, after hearing that she wanted to stay for one night, a middle-aged monk next to her, with a glint in his eyes, led her all the way to the Dingzi Guest House.

There are ten rooms in the T-shaped guest house.

At this time, four students waiting for exams had moved in. Among these four students, two came from Jinzhou.

The other two came from the direction of Yuzhou.

We met on the road and came here.

I arrived in Kyoto several months in advance so that I could review my lessons better.

They had a hard journey and liked quietness, so they chose to study here in advance.

Of course, the main reason is that prices in Kyoto are too high.

Although this place is some distance away from Kyoto, the Dingzihao Guest House charges a low fee. In addition, the temple is interested in cultivating its network of contacts, so it is particularly tolerant towards students waiting for exams.

It only costs three taels of silver to stay here for a month.

But in the Kyoto Inn, these three taels of silver could only buy one a few days' stay, and that was in the lowest-class guest room, which was full of all kinds of people.

Fortunately, there are still three months before the imperial examination. Even if I live here for two months and then go back to the city for the last month, I can save a lot of money.

Of course, they also have secret thoughts.

After all, this is a royal temple, and most of the people coming in and out are the wives and daughters of high-ranking officials and nobles. It would be the best if we could meet one or two of them by chance.

Several people have learned a lot from their family elders and know that if they want to become an official, personal efforts alone are not enough, they also need connections.

If you can establish contact with high-ranking officials in the court in advance, then whether you take exams or become an official, it will mean a bright future.

Of course, among the four, only one person has received this honor so far.

Unfortunately, that person just doesn't like it.

at the same time.

Zhong Ning was led by the little monk to the fifth room in the Dingzi Courtyard. It was a small room of about 20 square meters, clean and simple.

When Zhong Ning came in, the sound of reading aloud could be heard in the courtyard. Perhaps because Zhong Ning was dressed too young and elegant, giving people the illusion that she was also a student waiting for an exam, the four people instinctively stood up to greet her after seeing her.

"I'm Xu Zirui from Jinzhou, nice to meet you, brother!" A young man in a blue shirt and cloth clothes, holding a half-rolled book in his hand, greeted Zhong Ning.