Qing Boudoir plans to go to the emperor to reconcile, the sooner the better, as long as he doesn't reveal the news, the master will not know, I don't know what to talk about disappointed? Yes, that's it. Pay attention, Qing Boudoir entered the palace with the token.

The palace is peaceful, sometimes there are palace maids, eunuchs in and out, everyone is very busy, no one cares about her, let alone know that she came yesterday, the boudoir is a little complacent, yesterday's equipment is good, both light and windy, worthy of being a trapeze special, but the card shoes are not very good, the bottom is full of sawtooth, the card wall can be, if you get stuck to the velvet or something, it will be cowardly.

After several twists and turns, Qing Boudoir came to Weiyang Palace, saw Lixun, at that time Lixun was talking to a little eunuch, saying how the palace was criticized, how to need rectification, the little eunuch lowered his head, and said 'yes', after the end, he began to mention Helianyi, and every word is inseparable from him, it turned out that Helianyi guarded the border for three years, and came back in a low-key manner yesterday.

Qing Boudoir was a little surprised, this is too much of a coincidence, the master seems to have come back yesterday, the same day as him, did the master go to pick up General Helian? God! No wonder he didn't even report his peace, thinking that it was no big deal, so he was negligent, but what did the emperor summon Helian Yi back to do at this time? Could it be that there is a shortage of talents?

Qing Boudoir was depressed, strange, and puzzled, and didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd.

After standing for a while, his legs were faintly numb, Lixun sent the eunuch away, turned around, and happened to meet the boudoir: "It's you, what are you doing? Isn't your master back?"

Qing Boudoir recalled her recklessness and knelt on the ground: "The people's girl is guilty today, it was the people's girl's fault last time, the people's girl should not act recklessly, disturb the holy driver, and provoke the emperor's dragon heart to displease, the emperor, you can condemn me, punish me here, don't sue the master! The people's daughter is here to thank you for your great kindness!"

Lixun glanced at her: "It seems that you are very afraid of your master!"

"The folk girl is not afraid of the master, the folk girl is afraid of the master's disappointment, the master is as kind to the folk girl as a mountain, the folk girl doesn't want him to work hard for this matter, he just did it when he was a child, and now it's like this, it's too much to say!"

"It's a big joke in the world, why should I help you hide it? Who do you think you are? Last time I didn't condemn because you had a gold medal for avoiding death, don't think that I didn't dare to kill you, and now I dare to bring up the old story, so you're not afraid that I will cut off your legs......?" If you will let me kiss you, I will grant you what you ask! ”

Qing Boudoir remembered the last time he kissed her back, with Lixun's wisdom, he probably recognized her, knowing that it was her, and deliberately offended him What did he want to do? Could it really be as the book says, the life of the Son of Heaven is all about extravagance, wine and meat? But there are not many concubines in him, except for the beauty, that is, Helian Yi's sister, Helian **, and twin sisters, the second family of the Xiao family.

Lixun stood still and didn't speak, waiting for her answer.

Qing Boudoir was unhurried, and asked him almost rationally: "The emperor made such an unreasonable request, doesn't he have a little guilt?"

"Why do you want to be evil? The whole country is mine, I can do whatever I want, and besides, what I have negotiated with you is a condition, as long as you agree, I will not embarrass you!"

"That's not what the folk girl said! The folk girl is talking about the appearance of the folk girl!" As we all know, the Qing Boudoir and the eldest princess are also the emperor's aunt who look very similar, not only the facial features, but even the smile is carved out of a mold, for this reason, many people admit them wrong, if it weren't for the age difference, it really can't be explained, just like that, the emperor actually said that he wanted her, and there was no hurdle in his heart that he couldn't get over?

Who knew that Lixun said: "What's so difficult about this? Blindfold you, and I won't be able to see anything!"

Qing Boudoir felt extremely ashamed, this is what people say? She is a person of flesh and blood, how can he treat her like a puppet and practice her at will? What about the emperor, like bandits, taking advantage of the fire to rob, as soon as she is annoyed, her sharp teeth begin to attack again: "If you help, you will help, if you don't help, you won't help, what kind of conditions will you break? You are the emperor, you have your advantage, you can make me, want me, kill me, but you can't convince me, isn't it just a complaint? If you love to sue, you will sue, and it is a big deal to be disciplined once! Horizontal and vertical are also better than reluctance!"

"You seem to be very good at calculating!"

"Isn't the emperor the same?"

Lixun paused, and also felt that he was a little too much, so he said: "That's it, since you are so afraid of Gu Qing, I don't tell you, but I am not a casual person, next time I go to your mansion, you brew the best tea for me to taste, and I will write off these accounts!"

"Is that true?"

"You have no jokes!"

Qing Boudoir finally felt a little better in her heart, she glanced at Lixun, Lixun didn't look at her with heavy eyebrows, as if she was losing something, she didn't bother to ask, what about him, his affairs had nothing to do with her.

Solving the emperor's level, the boudoir was much more stable, on the way back, she felt that the wind was soft, the birds were free, and even the dry grass had a unique charm, it turned out that the person who came back from the edge of life and death was so subtle, she could be regarded as knowledgeable.

Happy all the way, all the way back to the house has not completely disappeared, Ling Ya looked at her, both strange, and infected by her: "Girl, what happy event is so happy?"

"It's nothing, I suddenly realized life, and I feel so happy!" Qing Boudoir didn't want to lie to her, and she didn't know how to tell her, so she couldn't be ambiguous, Ling Ya didn't ask much, she didn't know the girl's personality? Wen Zou was very hypocritical, chanting the wind and making the moon, and indiscriminately sighing that was also a common thing, and she had long been used to it.

Who knew that Qing Boudoir was in a really good mood today, she kept laughing and laughing, laughed for a while, and then asked, "Lingya, do you know where the master is?"

"Where else can he be?" Ling Ya was very bored.

Qing Boudoir understood, quickly went to the meditation room, the meditation room is a little biased, on the opposite side of the rockery, there are flowers and grass, there are moss, she walked to the door, helped the door to look inside, the master was dressed in green clothes, is in the closed eyes to recuperate, she tiptoed to him next to him, just pick a mat and learn to sit in meditation.

She looked at the master, the master closed his eyes and didn't react, she secretly looked at his face, his eyelashes, she couldn't see enough, she didn't understand how there could be such a wonderful master in this world, out of the mud and not stained, just like a flying fairy outside the world.

Just as he was distracted, the master's eyes opened suddenly, Qing Boudoir was frightened, and quickly pulled back his gaze, Rong Yu was very calm: "I remember that you hate zazen the most, why do you have the heart to practice today?"

That's right, she hates zazen, not to mention sitting still every day, even if she is a little half a day, her legs are numb, she once swore that she will never sit in meditation in this life, and even the sparrows are frightened when the sound is loud, the master said, it's okay not to sit in meditation, the book must be read well, the book is not good at reading, and even the silver ticket can't be counted when you go out, not to mention anything else, the first thing is to break the money.

Facts have proved that the Master did not embarrass her, nor did he force her to sit in meditation, but now the Master asks, how should she answer? After thinking for a long time, he said, "The disciple has been having nightmares lately, and I don't know what is going on, so I flipped through the medical book, and the medical book said that zazen can be relieved!"

As soon as he heard that she was uncomfortable, Rong Yu showed concern: "Do you want Master to help you get a few stitches!"

"No need, acupuncture is too painful, sit for a while...... Just sit down for a while!" Qing Boudoir closed her eyes and didn't dare to look at the master, because the master's eyes were so gentle, that kind of gentleness made her heart pound, she was afraid that she would not be able to restrain herself, and she would do something out of shape, so she closed her palms in, and deliberately made the movements very standard, in order not to be seen through by him.

Rong Yu sighed, closed his eyes and continued to sit in meditation.

The meditation room was very quiet, so quiet that even a needle could be heard, the master and apprentice sat quietly with each other, no one spoke again, the boudoir sat for a while and finally opened her eyes, where is she sitting in meditation? She just wanted to take the opportunity to see the master, but I don't know why, looking at her was sad.

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When she came back from the meditation room, the master gave her a reassuring pill, saying that she would be fine if she took it before going to bed, she held it on the palm of her hand, and only felt that her heart hurt so much, obviously she just took the opportunity to look at him, why was it more sad to see him? Is it because of his insincerity, or because she knows that it is impossible and still desperately persistent? He is her master, she can respect him and admire him, if she says that she is in love, how can she forgive herself? But the more she suppressed this feeling, the hotter it became, and she even wanted to get closer to the master, even if it was just holding his hand, she was willing.

Qing Boudoir began to learn zazen, a sitting is most of the day, legs are sore, thoughts are also messy, of course, there are more opportunities to meet the master, the master is still the master who closes his eyes and meditates, he said, zazen, adjust the body, pranayama, mind, all indispensable, he also said, walking also zen, sitting also zen, silent movement is safe.

Rong Yu taught over and over again, just like telling him books on weekdays, she pretended to nod her head, in fact, she didn't care at all, Rong Yu also felt that she had forgotten what she had listened to and forgotten, and her attention was completely inattentive, so she excused herself that she was young and couldn't sit still, and it would be fine after a long time.

Three days later, there was a heavy snow outside, and the boudoir couldn't sit still, so she ran to the eaves to catch the snow, Fu Tai came slowly from not far away, and asked where the master was, she pointed to the house, and the master walked out of it, and Fu Tai said to the master: "My lord! General Helian is here, and people are waiting outside!"

Rong Yu nodded and went over with him with an umbrella.

The master is gone, only the boudoir is left, of course boring, but fortunately, the surrounding yard is big, there are ponds, rockeries, and plum gardens, she found that the red plums in the plum garden are blooming, and when she is happy, she pinched two branches down.

Back to the house, the boudoir put the plum blossom in a white bottle, the room because of the red plum appeared more elegant, she looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, found that there seemed to be something missing, think carefully, it is a scroll, such a beautiful scenery, how can there be no books?

Looking for it, looking for it, I flipped through a copy of "The Analects", and threw it to the side with a 'snap'.

Looking for it, looking for it, I flipped through a copy of the Book of Songs, it was too trivial!

It's a pity that the emperor is difficult to be attentive, and Concubine Yang's death in vain is a thin affection, how can it be poignant?

Looking for it, looking for it, I flipped through a book of "History of Love", which is full of talented and beautiful women, deep love between husband and wife, Cowherd and Weaver Girl, private meeting in the West Chamber, peacock flying southeast, she flipped the page, and was brought in after only a few pages, this is good, just this one!

Picking up the lantern night battle, I looked at it many times in a row, and I still didn't get enough, so I wrote some essays in ink, mostly admiration, pity and love and hate, and threw it on the table after finishing, so that the next day Ling Ya collected the house, grabbed a large stack of manuscript paper with words, and I didn't recognize it, so I had to lean over and throw it out of the corridor.

Once, twice, three times, and the fourth time he was bumped into by Rongyu passing by, he called out to her and asked what was going on? Ling Ya took the manuscript paper and said, It's nothing, throw away the waste paper. Rong Yu asked what waste paper, Ling Ya said that the waste paper collected from the girl's room, Rong Yu asked where the girl went, Ling Ya said, the girl went to General Helian to drink. Rong Yu took the manuscript and checked the pages and pages, his eyebrows tightened more and more, and he turned his eyes and said to Ling Ya as if he was fine: "You go down first, just leave these to me!"

Ling Ya retreated, Rong Yu did not immediately recall the boudoir, confronted him face to face, but returned to the study, carefully pressed the manuscript paper with ink strips on the corner of the table, but he fell into deep thought, what he was thinking no one knows, only that he coughed lightly with his fist, and he was invincible to the cold.