Daoist, I am not fragrant!

Autumn in Lin'an City became more serious. In the small courtyard of the inner palace of Jinwu Temple, a boy in a light blue disciple's Taoist robe was hugging a yellow raccoon and counting the fallen flowers under the crabapple tree.

The yellow raccoon stretched lazily, raised its head and let out a meow, and the boy hurriedly stretched out his hand, and gently scratched its neck with moderate strength, so comfortable that the yellow raccoon snored.

It was later verified that the boy had not been purged. Eunuch Liu had indeed tried his best to protect him over the years, no matter what his intentions were.And Li Bizhi also followed his promise to Lou Gonggong, and asked Ji to agree to keep the child in the Golden Crow Temple.

Maybe it's because she is a woman, asking Zhiren how much she has taken care of this child in recent days, often sending him clothes for him.

Zhong Tang thought at first that she would take the child as a disciple and bring him to be educated under her own family, but Wen Zhi didn't.

Later, Zhong Tang felt that maybe it was because the child's status was too special, so he would belong to Wen Wei, who was also a member of the royal family, but he didn't.

That boy eventually became Li Bizhi's first disciple. According to Wenwei's meaning, he was named Yiyuan from his mother's surname Wei.

He will grow up in the Golden Crow Temple, throwing away his previous surname and identity, maybe he can also forget the old things that happened in the palace, but maybe it can't.

But no one can say for sure what will happen in the future. According to Zhong Tang's words: "This child is so attentive to the yellow raccoon now, maybe he will be able to raise a cat in the future, and become a cat official and immortal."

Of course, this word spread to Wenwei later, causing the real person to yell again, "Monsters are deceiving people, playthings are depressing", and he got very angry, and wanted to drive Zhong Tang and his cat out of the Golden Crow Temple...

But this time, Zhong Tang insisted on not leaving. He wanted to stay with his senior brother in the small courtyard and watch the crabapple trees bloom.

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In Yuan Yi's main hall, the setting sun of autumn illuminated the remnant stele, leaving a dark shadow on Wen Ji's body.

Holding the old whisk in his hand, Wen Wei walked from between the god statues, his words were firmer than ever before: "Hasn't senior brother made a decision yet?"

"Prince Ning, he can't afford the world."

Wen Ji was silent, his eyes stayed on the profound "loyalty" character on the remnant stele, and he spoke after a long while: "Then according to my brother, who can afford this world?"

"Is it King Duan or King Feng?"

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On the official road outside Lin'an City, a small carriage was slowly driving away.

The young man Ah Ji sat inside, holding tightly in his arms, half a dilapidated pipa, his eyes were empty, but he didn't know where his mind fell.

In his ears, it seemed that there was still the whisper of Duan Wang before he left last night.

"This king will not marry Princess Xili."

He didn't know whether this was a promise or a lie.But he knew the road in front of him, and he wanted to go on alone.

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The autumn leaves in Lin'an City are dyed with the most brilliant golden color, falling all over the sky with the westerly wind, layer upon layer, covering up the original desolation and loneliness of autumn.

With the leisurely opening of the city gate, the envoys who came all the way from the Xili desert finally stepped into Lin'an, this prosperous dream that seems to never go away.

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Catch the list, I'm about to cry

In fact, this story was set up from the very beginning, with such an unrevealed ending at the end~

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