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The signal stopped abruptly.

Shen Muxue was slightly stunned.

Could it be that this Buddhist temple can block the existence of that self-proclaimed system?

In fact, ever since Shen Muxue rejected the system's suggestion to enter the palace, its frequency of appearance has greatly decreased.

Even when the carriage was in danger, it did not show up.

Shen Muxue thought it had disappeared.

It turns out that it is still there.

The system warned of unknown risks, perhaps pointing to the events at Qingshan Temple. She had no interest at first, but the strange dream she had that night at Qingshan Temple piqued her curiosity.

She must uncover the secret of Qingshan Temple.

Otherwise, her heart will be uneasy.

She would complete the tasks assigned by the system no matter what, as that was her goal after all. However, this did not mean that she would be completely controlled by the system.

The system was offline, but Shen Muxue did not show too much surprise.

He was still kneeling on the cushion in the Buddhist hall, silently reciting the Great Compassion Mantra.

At this moment, a cry suddenly came from outside the door: "Sister——"

Shen Muxue turned around and looked.

Shen Leyao stumbled over, carrying a small package. She accidentally fell as she stepped over the threshold, landing squarely in front of Shen Muxue. The old monk in the temple heard the noise and hurried over to help Shen Leyao up. "Donor, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm here to find my sister."

As Shen Leyao spoke, she turned her gaze to Shen Muxue, her face full of grievance.

Shen Muxue found the situation somewhat funny.

They know each other very well, and no matter how good Shen Leyao's acting skills are, she can't impress her.

Shen Leyao walked up to Shen Muxue and knelt down.

When I raised my eyes, tears were already falling like pear blossoms in the rain.

"Sister, Yao'er knows she was wrong. I beg you to forgive me just this once. I know you don't like me, but I truly repent. If you won't forgive me, I won't get up from my knees."

The monks around all looked over.

Shen Muxue still looked indifferent, and she seemed particularly cold and hard in front of Shen Leyao who was kneeling on the ground.

"If you want to kneel, then go ahead."

Shen Muxue walked around her and went out, just in time to catch a glimpse of a bright yellow dress flashing across the courtyard.

The emperor is here!

Shen Muxue's heart trembled slightly.

At this moment, everything became clear.

It turns out that Shen Leyao escaped from Qingshan Temple not to go home, but to follow him after learning that the emperor was visiting Fu'an Temple.

This scene was performed in front of her for the emperor to see.

Upon seeing this, the abbot put his hands together, chanted "Amitabha", and was about to leave.

Shen Muxue quickly called out to him.

"Master, I have a doubt now and I would like to ask you to solve it."

The abbot gestured for him to come in: "Well, please follow me to the meditation room to talk."

Shen Leyao watched Shen Muxue leave with the abbot, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

In the morning, when Jin sent someone to pick her up, she told her a shocking news.

The emperor actually took a fancy to Shen Muxue and hinted that she would enter the palace for selection in two months!

If Shen Muxue entered the palace and became an empress, wouldn't she be superior to her?

No! This is absolutely not possible! She also wants to enter the palace!

In the past, she could snatch Ling Fan away, and now she can also snatch the emperor's favor.

Coincidentally.

Not long after she got on the carriage, she met the emperor's motorcade on the road.

She hid aside and then knelt down to welcome the emperor.

After the team went away, she quietly looked up. Although she did not see the emperor, she saw the extremely luxurious carriage that was three meters long and more than five meters wide. The body of the carriage was not only exquisitely carved, but also inlaid with various gems and jade.

That style and luxury are very desirable.

If she became the emperor's favorite concubine, would she also be able to ride in such a carriage and enjoy such majesty?

Once greed arises, it will follow you like a shadow and will be difficult to quell.

So, Shen Leyao abandoned the carriage, put on her bag, deliberately made her hair and face unkempt, and ran to Fu'an Temple...

She wanted the emperor to see with his own eyes how weak and pitiful she was.

And her elder sister was so vicious and cunning.

Thinking of this, Shen Leyao pinched her arm a few more times.

Make sure those scars are revealed just right when you roll up your sleeves.

In the Zen room.

Shen Muxue pondered for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Master, have you heard of 'Tianyin'?"

The abbot had a kind face, stroked his white beard, and said calmly: "What is Tianyin?"

"It's just... a voice that doesn't exist in this world, but it can talk to you and even save you from danger in critical moments..."

The abbot shook his head. "I've never heard of that. Perhaps, benefactor, you are extraordinary."

He picked up the fortune stick and handed it to Shen Muxue: "Donor, please draw a lot and let me analyze it for you. Perhaps I can get a glimpse of God's will."

Shen Muxue did as she was told.

Gently shake the stick holder with both hands.

Soon, a black lottery ticket fell.

There are four types of lots in the lot box.

A red head means good luck and a very good fortune.

The green head represents average, winning the lottery.

White hair is a bad omen, meaning that everything will go wrong.

If there is only one black head, it is the most unlucky sign and indicates disaster.

When the abbot saw this, surprise flashed in his cloudy eyes.

Then he read out the fortune: "Firewood puts out the raging fire, and the three thousand worlds are reduced to ashes; ask about glory and the way out, don't let your efforts be in vain."

The Prime Minister's Mansion is also a place with profound cultural heritage.

This sounds like saying that using dry wood to put out a fire will only make the fire burn bigger, so it is better not to put out the fire.

Shen Muxue understood this logic in her heart.

But what is the hidden meaning behind the black wooden sign?

The old monk looked at Shen Muxue with compassion in his eyes. After a long moment, he sighed softly, "I'm afraid that the female donor will not be able to escape her fate in this life."

Shen Muxue's heart suddenly tightened.

She was unwilling to give up so easily.

She wants to live a wonderful life, live freely, stand in front of others and be admired by others.

She wants those little people in the dark corners to only look up at her light.

Shen Muxue concealed the astonishment in her eyes and said firmly: "After all, everything depends on human effort."

The old monk shook his head slightly.

"God once gave you the opportunity to change your fate, but you chose a path of no return. I'm afraid that in the future..."

He sighed again and said to Shen Muxue, "Since you can hear the heavenly sound, you should follow the will of heaven."

God willing?

Shen Muxue curled up the corner of her mouth into a bitter smile.

If there is will of heaven, why did she die of her mother at birth, be despised by her father, and endure the bullying of her concubines and the schemes of her fiancé?

God never punishes evil people.

Then, she will be the one to enforce justice.

Shen Muxue stood up and said goodbye.

"I will keep the master's guidance in mind."

Just as she reached the door, the old monk stopped her and said, "Young lady, you should have a glorious life. If you leave Fu'an Temple now, there may be a chance for improvement in the future. If you insist on your own opinion, I'm afraid you will be doomed."

Monks rarely speak so confidently and usually stop at the point.

The old monk was almost blunt with Shen Muxue.

"Thank you, Master. It's just that my mother's salvation ceremony will take three days, so I can't leave yet."

She wanted to see what was hidden in this Fu'an Temple that could change her fate of a glorious life.