Chapter 227 Master Mingjue
Eighth Master's Mansion
Guo Luoluo looked at the eunuch who delivered the decree and asked, "Are you sure the emperor wants me to enter the palace?"

The young eunuch paused and said, "You are invited to the palace to take care of the Eighth Master. The Emperor... has no other ideas. Please rest assured, Fu Jin."

Guo Luoluo accepted the order in silence and gave the young eunuch a reward, not thinking about what big deal he had imagined from her question.

No matter why the emperor agreed, the Eighth Lady was excited and thrilled to be able to enter the palace and see the prince. She even started to pack her clothes and changed her jewelry constantly, hoping to impress the Eighth Master.

With an uneasy heart, Guo Luoluo was taken to Yiku Palace after entering the palace.

Yihua looked at Guo Luoluo, who was so thin that she looked like a bag of bones, and didn't want to say anything to her. This was a person who put love above all else, and she could sacrifice all her own interests for the love of her heart, Master Ba.

This seemed incredible to Yihuan. The few chats she had with the Eighth Lady were not pleasant. Yinzhen said that he wanted the couple to meet so that he could know what they wanted to do next.

Yihuan had no intention of prying into the matter. Guo Luoluo was being very stubborn, so there was no need to waste her breath.

"I pay my respects to Her Majesty the Queen. She is even more charming now than before."

"I wonder if the Queen still remembers what happened when you first married the Fourth Prince? You were not the only one favored by the Emperor at that time. I am very curious about what happened in between."

"Oh, it has nothing to do with you." Yihuan said calmly, "Yuxue, send the Eighth Lady to the Eighth Master."

Looking at Guo Luoluo's back, Yihuan was a little dazed. Why did she bring up something from such a long time ago? Those things were sealed in her memory. They were precious memories of the original owner. She had not touched them at all for so many years.

At the same time, Yihuan was also afraid that she had taken over the original owner's memories and completely forgotten where she came from.

Honghui had his own source of information. He was unusually anxious. After thinking for a while, he went to the small Buddhist temple in his house.

This small Buddhist temple has been with him since he was born, and this was no exception after he entered the palace. Without Yihuan's instructions, Honghui moved it here by himself.

Kneeling on the cushion, Honghui clasped his hands together and recited silently in his heart.

"Mother, I am an unfilial son. I haven't come to see you for such a long time."

"A lot of things happened since I came back from the Old Summer Palace. I am very busy every day, especially after my eighth uncle burned the imperial mausoleum. Some things are completely out of my control."

"What I have discovered, the Emperor must have noticed as well. After all, the Empress is too stupid."

"Mother, you have been protecting me and her in heaven. If the emperor has to punish me because of the public opinion, I may do something irrational. You can understand that, right?"

"It has been so many years now. I wonder if you have been reincarnated. I have never had any dreams about you again."

"Your son wants to protect the Empress Dowager."

Thinking of this, Honghui kowtowed several times respectfully: "Mother, if I anger the emperor, I may never be able to come to see you again. Don't worry, wait for me."

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When Guo Luoluo saw the Eighth Master, she immediately burst into tears. She didn't dare touch him at all, for fear that he was in great pain. She half-knelt in front of the bed and cried miserably for at least half an incense stick of time before she slowly stopped.

"Why are you crying? I'm fine." Master Ba said with a smile.

The tears that had just stopped flowing began to fall again.

"What did the doctor say?"

"If you take care of him slowly, he will still be able to walk freely, but the burns on his face and body will leave scars." "What kind of idea did that beast Nian Gengyao give me?"

"I was wondering why Liang Gong suddenly came to the imperial mausoleum and brought a large amount of kerosene. It turns out that you gave him the inspiration."

"I am desperate and have tried all kinds of methods. I have been preparing for such a long time and it is time to close the net. How can I do this without you in the capital?"

"Thank you for your hard work." The Eighth Master wanted to give an affectionate look, but in Guo Luoluo's eyes, his expression looked ferocious.

Guo Luoluo gritted her teeth and forced herself to smile back. In her heart, she cursed those names that she knew by heart over and over again. Give her back her handsome and elegant Eighth Master!

Although Mr. Ba has shown a tendency to gain weight, he is still a handsome fat man, not the black charcoal who lies in bed unable to move.

"It's not hard. We just wait and see her trapped in the city!" Guo Luoluo said angrily.

"How long will it take for the rumor to reach the capital?"

"No more than three days."

"it is good!"

"Hongwang, you have taken good care of him." Master Ba thought of this and softened his tone, "I will rest assured that this child will take care of you in your old age."

"Hongwang is a filial child. He misses you every day. When we leave the palace, we will have to watch him get married and have children, and we can also have grandchildren." Guo Luoluo liked this child. She deliberately ignored the complicated emotions in her heart and looked forward to a bright future with Lao Ba.

Just as the couple was chatting, the Forbidden City welcomed an uninvited guest.

Since the reign of Emperor Kangxi, or rather Emperor Shunzhi, the Qing Dynasty has revered Buddhism and Taoism. During the reign of Emperor Kangxi, a royal temple was specially built in the capital to provide a safe place for the Aisin-Gioro family to pray to Buddha and burn incense.

Although Yinzhen was more inclined towards Taoism, the spread of Buddhism continued, especially because the abbot of this temple, who was highly respected, often went to the palace to give lectures.

The abbot's Buddhist name was Mingjue. He had a white beard and walked briskly with the help of a cane. He looked like a Taoist priest.

When he came to ask for a meeting, Yinzhen gave him enough face and immediately invited him to meet.

At that time, there were several important ministers as well as the Ninth and Thirteenth Elders in the Yangxin Palace. When they saw that the emperor wanted to see Master Mingjue, they all wanted to leave, but were eventually kept.

This was a bit strange, so Zhang Tingyu first looked at the two highly-valued princes. Sure enough, the Ninth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince were both looking at him with their eyes wide open and their noses focused on his heart, as if they were not interested at all.

That means there is indeed something fishy.

When Master Mingjue saw Yinzhen, he did not kneel down, but put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

This was an honor bestowed by Kangxi, a courtesy that only the host could enjoy. Yinzhen nodded and said, "Hello, Master. I wonder if you have any urgent business to come down the mountain in such a hurry?"

"In reply to the emperor, I just looked up at the sky and found a demon star appeared above the palace. I am afraid that a demon has sneaked into the palace and is harmful to your majesty's dragon body. Please investigate thoroughly."

"Demon star?" Yinzhen frowned, indicating that he didn't care much. "I have read a few books and there is indeed such a saying, but the demon star has not appeared in the world for at least a hundred years. Master, maybe you are wrong."

"I dare not speak rashly. There is also an Imperial Observatory in the court. Your Majesty can ask the Observatory to inquire."

"Well, Master, what you said makes sense. Let's pass it on to the Imperial Observatory!"