The prince is very cruel

It doesn't cover a large area, with only a small Zen temple and a one-story building. At first glance, it is as plain as it can be, no different from the tiled houses in the village, except that it is a little more solid.

But there was no one around, it was full of trees and bushes, basically isolated from the outside world, with only a few nuns standing outside.

"wrong."

"There are still people guarding it, and those are not nuns." He muttered, with amazing eyesight, able to see through the truth.

The people standing outside this small Zen temple look like nuns, and they are all women, but in fact they are not simple. They have soft swords on their waists, and their legs stand straight like pine trees, which shows that they have been trained.

"Queen Fuxi should be here!" Guan Ning muttered, a little excited, but soon he was in trouble.

How to meet Fuxi?

It goes without saying that these mysterious women in charge of protection are the emperor's people. It is not difficult to bypass them, but what if the queen screams when they see Empress Fuxi?

Although Pang Zhen had already said that Empress Fuxi had broken with the Emperor, otherwise she would not have come here, but his appearance was indeed too abrupt.

Any woman would be frightened, and Empress Fuxi might not believe herself.

After much thought, Guan Ning couldn't think of what form would be appropriate for him to take, but since he had already come here, he had to investigate those old matters thoroughly.

Finally, he decided to take a chance.

After observing how many female guards there were, Guan Ning chose a hidden path to sneak in. Although he was a little embarrassed, he sneaked in successfully.

The entire small Zen temple is very quiet and tidy. Because it is backed by deep mountains and old forests, it is warm in winter and cool in summer.

bang bang bang...

The sound of knocking wooden fish reached Guan Ning's ears. He crouched down and quickly touched the eaves of the window. He poked open a layer of window paper with his fingers and looked inside.

There is a statue of Guanyin with compassion for all living beings standing in the center, with three feet of fragrant incense and a cushion, which embody the four words "a place for quiet cultivation".

A nun with her hair loose stood with her back to the Buddha, holding Buddhist beads in one hand and beating a wooden fish with the other, chanting some scriptures in a low voice, but with sufficient piety.

Guan Ning couldn't see her face, but he was still amazed at first sight!

This back view tells a story, with long black hair draped over the plain nun's clothes. The strong contrast gives people a unique sense of beauty.

Is this the Empress Fuxi?

My mother’s best friend!

Perhaps because of this relationship, he hated the old emperor in his heart, but he could not hate this woman who had become a nun.

After checking that there was no one around, Guan Ning plucked up his courage and slowly sneaked in.

Everything was going well, but then something unexpected happened!

Guan Ning thought that no one could detect his footsteps, but as soon as he entered the meditation room.

The sound of the wooden fish suddenly stopped!

Guan Ning's heart also skipped a beat.

"Why are you here, donor?" The woman's voice was very calm, as calm as if she had seen through the mundane world, but still had the gentleness of a mature woman.

Guan Ning was shocked that someone actually heard it!

"How did you hear that?"

"Be calm and aware of everything," said the woman.

Guan Ning was startled, what a calm mind that can perceive everything!

Then the woman turned around slowly, without yelling, questioning, or being afraid, as if she had already entered a very high level of dealing with the world, calm and composed.

At that moment, their eyes met.

Guan Ning was shocked and exclaimed in his heart, what a beautiful aunt!

She is over thirty, maybe even thirty-six or thirty-seven, which is considered old even in later generations. Time has left some marks on her face, but it has not faded her color at all. Instead, she is like a pot of wine, which becomes more fragrant with time!

A pair of big eyes, clear and intelligent, calm and peaceful.

The oval face, humpback ridges, willow-shaped eyebrows...they show the charm and beauty of oriental women to the extreme. There is not a trace of rouge on her face, but it is very clean and white, exuding a sense of grandeur, dignity and charm!