"Master, your divine water is indeed wonderful. It has helped the emperor's grandmother. The emperor's grandmother would like to experience the grace of this divine monk of yours."

Chu Ling put down the tea cup and stared at Fa Kong with her bright eyes.

Fakong wore a purple and gold cassock, looked calm and calm, smiled, took a sip of tea, and shook his head.

"Aren't you going?" Chu Ling frowned: "Why aren't you going? Could it be that the Forbidden Palace is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, and I'm afraid I won't eat you?"

"What His Highness said is absolutely true. The Forbidden Palace is indeed a dragon's pond and a tiger's den." Fakong smiled and said, "How could I dare to enter without the emperor's permission?"

"The Imperial Grandmother agreed," Chu Ling said puzzledly: "My father is very filial, and he has to listen to what the Imperial Grandmother has to say."

Fakong shook his head.

Chu Ling frowned and said dissatisfied: "You are too timid, you are still a holy monk, don't you have magical powers? I heard that one of the six magical powers of Buddhism is the wish-fulfillment power. You can leave if you want."

Fa Kong smiled and said, "Your Highness, my Dharma is not deep and I will disappoint the Queen Mother."

"Hmph, it seems you want Grandma Huang to come over, right?"

Fakong shook his head and smiled: "I don't have enough affinity with the Queen Mother, so it's better not to see her."

"Mysterious!" Chu Ling snorted: "Why the fate is not enough, you are just afraid that your father will blame you!"

"This is the predestined method." Fakong said with a smile: "If the predestined method is enough, everything will fall into place without any hindrance. If the predestined method is not enough, there will be many obstacles."

"As expected of a monk, he can speak!" Chu Ling shook his head: "Forget it, you won't go if you don't want to go. Don't regret it if you let such a good opportunity pass."

Fa Kong smiled and shook his head.

Chu Ling's mind was spinning, but she still refused to give up and said: "Master, if you enter the palace and meet the emperor's grandmother, from now on every temple in the world will recognize you as an eminent monk, and no one will call you a liar."

"Justice is in the heart of the people." Fakong smiled: "Your Highness, please worry about it. The fate is not enough and the timing is not right. You should wait a little longer."

"Wait a minute?" Chu Lingming's eyes flashed: "What do you mean, you will meet the Queen's grandmother in the future?"

"We have to see him after all." Fakong said, "When the time comes, I will naturally see you."

"Timing..." Chu Ling was thoughtful.

Fakong looked at Gong Qunying: "Who is this sir...?"

"Oh, Gong Qunying, the chief steward of the Imperial Grandmother, is the Grand Master." Chu Ling said, "You can't beat him."

Gong Qunying smiled kindly and said: "Your Highness, I am ashamed to be a humble minister."

Chu Ling waved her hand.

She looked at Fakong: "Is the divine water good? I'm going back."

"Your Highness is here for a rare visit. Why don't you have a drink?"

"...Okay." Chu Ling hesitated for a moment: "Apricot flower wine!"

"Lin Feiyang."

"Yes." Lin Feiyang agreed from a distance, and a moment later, he appeared with a jar of apricot blossom wine.

He flashed and disappeared, and when he flashed again, he already had a rosewood plate in his hand.

There are two plates of side dishes to go with wine, two pairs of chopsticks and two jasper cups.

Lin Feiyang put them on the table one by one and disappeared in a flash.

Chu Ling glanced at the place where he disappeared in surprise: "Is a good body skill also a magical power?"

Fa Kong looked at Gong Qunying.

Gong Qunying looked thoughtful.

Fakong smiled and said, "Have you ever seen such a movement, Mr. Gong?"

"If your guess is correct, it should be the art of shadow escape, right?" Gong Qunying said slowly: "When our family was young, we saw a master perform this light skill. It is indeed amazingly powerful."

Chu Ling asked: "Who is it?"

"The divine sword follows him like a shadow." Gong Qunying said: "This person is not well-known in the world, and only a few people know about him, because those who know him usually die."

"So powerful?" Chu Ling asked, "Mr. Gong, how are you doing now?"

"...even better than ours." Gong Qunying pondered for a moment and said slowly: "His movement is too fast, and his sword is as fast as his movement. It has exceeded the speed of reaction. When he thrust out with the sword, he could avoid it or avoid it.

You can't open it unless you guess in advance that he will draw his sword and dodge in advance."

"Is it possible that the world is invincible?"

"He died of poisoning." Gong Qunying shook his head: "He offended a poison master, who was not even a master, but he killed him anyway."

"What a pity." Chu Ling shook her head.

Gong Qunying smiled and said: "Except for the emperor who is so powerful in his martial arts, no matter how strong his martial arts are, he has a method of restraint. All martial arts have flaws. There is no perfect martial arts. One thing falls after another, and the laws of heaven and earth are the same."

"I've learned a lesson." Fakong smiled.

"One thing brings down another." Chu Ling nodded.

"Your Highness, this humble minister is talking too much." Gong Qunying took a step back.

Chu Ling said: "You said it very well. As expected of an old guy, he is well-informed and not bad."

Gong Qunying smiled and said nothing.

Fakong opened the bottle of mud, poured two glasses of wine, and the two of them started drinking. In a short time, they drank most of the jar.

"Abbott, Prince Xin is here."

"Oh——?" Fakong raised his wine glass and stopped it in mid-air, looking at Chu Ling.

Chu Ling's face changed slightly, and she quickly put down her wine glass: "No, I'm leaving. Brother Ninth will be in trouble if he sees me!"

Fakong smiled and said, "Your Majesty Xin also likes fine wine, so you might as well drink it together."

"Then I will be nagged to death by him." Chu Ling waved her jade hands, turned around and left: "Don't forget the divine water."

"Lin Feiyang."

"yes."

Lin Feiyang appeared in a flash, holding a small wine jar in his hand.

Gong Qunying stepped forward and took it: "Thank you, Master."

Fakong smiled and shook his head: "Manager Gong is too polite. I will send you off not far away."

Gong Qunying smiled: "Master, you're welcome."

Chu Ling strode out without stopping.

Gong Qunying swept the wine jar with one hand and held a white jade and silver whisk in the other. He held the white jade and silver whisk with his arm, and held the magic air with one palm.

Fakong Heshi returned the courtesy and watched him follow Chu Ling's footsteps.

When Chu Ling came to the gate, she didn't see King Xin. She turned around and found that King Xin was standing in the distance with his hands behind his hands, staring at a scenery.

She was immediately overjoyed, and gently tried to go around him. She wanted to bypass King Xin silently, but King Xin turned his head and looked at him.

Chu Xiang smiled and said: "Fifteenth sister, are you here too?"

"Oh, let's ask the master for a jar of divine water. Ninth Brother is here too. There must be something going on. I'll leave first."

She said and was about to leave.

Chu Xiang glanced at Gong Qunying and smiled: "Old Gong is here too? Is the imperial grandmother worried about the fifteenth sister?"

"That's right." Chu Ling nodded hurriedly: "Brother Ninth, I have something to talk to Grandma Huang, so I'm leaving now."

After saying that, she turned around and left.

Chu Xiang looked at her appearance, shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, Master, I won't see you for now. It just so happens that I have to go see the Queen's grandmother and pay her respects. I heard that the old habit has happened again?"

Chu Lingtong breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Yes, Brother Ninth, you haven't gone over to say hello, have you?"

This way you can't see the wine glass inside, and you won't know you're drinking.

"I've been busy dealing with the Holy Cult of Kunshan recently, so I have no time to get away."

"No matter how busy I am, I still have to visit the imperial grandmother." Chu Ling complained: "There is no time when the affairs of the court are finished, one after another."

"The matter of Kunshan Holy Cult is extremely urgent. If it continues like this, I'm afraid it will really cause panic."

"So Ninth Brother, has there been any progress?"

"Well, we have already captured a few of the people lurking in the Forbidden Palace." Chu Xiang nodded: "Let's leave quickly."

Chu Ling was just about to say his own murder, but was interrupted by Chu Xiang, so he had to speed up to keep up.

Gong Qunying fell behind, looking calm.

After Chu Xiang entered Zhuque Avenue, he quickly turned right and entered a small alley, and did not continue walking along Zhuque Avenue.

"Brother Ninth, how are you going this way?"

“There are few people and it’s quiet.”

"I still want to take a stroll." Chu Ling said with a smile: "It's really lively and interesting here."
To be continued...