Although this teacher was born young, and in terms of age, he was my elder, in front of Yan Ke, I didn't dare to contradict her, so I had to apologize resignedly: "It's not strange that the teacher is too strange, it's Xiao Wang who is abrupt." ”

I didn't know that she still refused to let me go, smiled teasingly, and poked my slender jade fingers at my head, poking me back: "It is said that His Royal Highness King Ling is a well-known domineering character, and the demon king of the mixed world who is not afraid of heaven and earth, how can he be so weak in front of poor nuns?" Didn't you pretend and have other plans? ”

――I was said to be frivolous a few times, but the tone in which she spoke was not the kindness and inaction of the monks, right?

It's not to admit mistakes, it's not to admit mistakes, it's really hard to teach.

I also saw that this empty Zen master was only afraid that he was deliberately making things difficult for me, and no matter how I answered, I would be found to be faulty. Yan Ke, the only backer, uncharacteristically did not help, and only watched from the wall, which cut off my idea of asking for help...... It's better to keep your mouth shut and be trained.

Seeing that I drooped my head and stopped talking, she snorted softly, as if amused by my surrender-like compromise, and recited a Buddha name leisurely, and there was a bit of nostalgia in her voice: "I haven't seen you for many years, Your Highness is still so cute." ”

- Hey, listen to the meaning of her words, could it be that she has seen the young Kuang Xihan?

No wonder Yan Ke would indulge her to play tricks on herself, and this is not the first time she has come here...... It can be seen that the title of national teacher of this empty Zen master is not just a decoration.

It's just that, in front of her, will my words and deeds show clues and make her suspicious?

"Poor Ni remembers that His Royal Highness was always glued behind His Majesty the Emperor when he was a child, and his sister was long and his sister was short, I don't know if he will still be so clingy when he grows up?" She teased me as she put her hand on my wrist to pick up the pulse—but the smile on her face faded.

"After so many years, His Royal Highness's temperament has not changed at all, which is extremely Emperor Xiao." Yan Ke said with a little pride, while carefully observing the expression of the empty Zen master - when he noticed the solemnity on the other party's face, his face couldn't help but change, and he asked nervously, "What?" Isn't there something wrong with His Highness's body? ”

"Well, there's something strange about this vein......," the beautician looked at me with a frown, and suddenly leaned in to open my eyelids and examine them, and then made me stick out my tongue to examine them carefully, and muttered to myself, "In addition to that deficiency, there seems to be another mystery." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Yan Ke hurriedly asked.

"Well, it's hard to say, you have to wait for the poor nun to go back and consult the medical codex, and then you can draw a conclusion." After a while, the empty Zen Master shook his head.

"Without further ado, there is a labor teacher." Yan Ke was an anxious master, so he only instructed me a few words and then pulled the beauty master to leave in a hurry.

"Amitabha, if Your Highness is free, you might as well go and see the peach blossoms in the temple......" Before being dragged away, the empty Zen Master turned his head to me with a smile and said.

After having eaten the meal, I remembered the advice of the Zen master Konghui, so I dismissed the attendants and walked alone in the monastery to enjoy the unique scenery of the monastery - I knew that the attendants must not have gone far, but quietly followed the neighborhood, so I let them go.

Lingjue Temple is also known as the Peach Blossom Temple, the Guy Temple is full of peach blossom trees, the flowering period is up, when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, the breeze is light, the falling flowers are colorful, such as ten miles of red makeup, the beauty is not a square thing; There is an endless stream of tourists who come here, just to see the beautiful peach blossoms.

There are also rumors: if there is a fate to make a love under the peach blossom tree, you will be able to grow old together, and the love is very much, so the name of this peach blossom temple is more well-known than Lingjue Temple.

Xu is because of the requisition of this Zen temple as a place to worship the heavens, prohibiting idlers from entering, and the accompanying guards surrounded the Zen temple tightly to ensure safety; I have traveled all this way, not to mention the good men and women who watch the scenery and pray for blessings, and even the nuns who are in charge of sweeping the sand have not seen a single one.

The peach petals fluttering all over the sky are like rain, but they blow a lonely fragrant wind, teaching people to be melancholy.

Walking slowly, the deeper you go into the winding path, the more the loneliness seems to take root and sprout in your bones, lingering, and boring; With a turn of my heels, I was about to return home, but I inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure dancing with a sword under the peach blossom tree, and the footsteps seemed to have their own consciousness, walking towards it upside down.

"Flee away, scorch its glory, the son returns, the room is IKEA." I had just finished reading the first sentence, and the man had already stopped the sword in his hand and looked at it lightly - the light wind and the moon, the elegance and unparalleled, who is not Jiang Zhuo.

"Your Highness." She no longer uses the name we used when we travel, which shows that she puts us above our original status, which teaches me to feel a little lost.

After hesitating for a moment, he still couldn't resist the thoughts in his heart, strolled to her side, raised his hand and stroked the trunk of the tree surrounded by the three of them, brewing a topic to speak.

Unexpectedly, she opened her mouth one step ahead of me: "Why did Your Highness just sing?" ”

"Ah, that's ...... A sentence that the king read in a book. I secretly said badly, but I didn't know how to explain the origin of the "Book of Songs" to her, so I could only talk nonsense and perfunctory.

That's a wonderful sentence...... Is there a full article? Jiang Zhuo asked with interest.

She seldom showed interest in anything else, let alone asked me anything with interest, and even for that I could not discourage her.

The famous poem "Tao Yao" ...... If he escapes, his son will return, and his family will be right. Recalling the sentences in her mind, she barely memorized the whole text, and saw her reminiscing with a serious face, as if she had been integrated into the poetry.

I quietly looked at her side face, and the more I looked at it, the hotter my face became, and my heart was like a deer...... How does this feel like a girl has seen an idol that she has been dreaming of?

Secretly laughing at his own crankiness, he quickly suppressed this thought, and when he raised his eyes, Jiang Zhuo was looking at me with a smile, and he didn't know if he could see my stupid appearance - this time, he was really blushing; And this blush is most likely caused by embarrassment and embarrassment.

"The subordinates are not talented, and they dare to guess that what is said in this poem is a celebration of the wedding." Seeing that I nodded in agreement, there was nothing unusual on her face, but there seemed to be a touch of urgency in her eyes, so fast that she could barely catch it, "Could it be that His Royal Highness is touching the scene, seeing this peach blossom everywhere, he has the idea of Nafu?" ”

"Huh? Na, Naf? No, no, no......" I was so frightened that I stammered, and I hurriedly waved my hand away.

Seeing that I explained in a panic, she just nodded silently, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, as if she had confirmed her own guess, and as if she was just deliberately playing tricks on me.

- But even if she misunderstood something, so what?

I can't interfere with her thoughts, and it has nothing to do with her; To put it mildly, with her mere guard, how can she manage the marriage of my prince?

The mere fact that she dared to laugh at me was a great sin of disrespect.

But the only thought in my heart was that I couldn't wait to clarify, for fear that she would have the slightest misunderstanding.

Vaguely, my eyes lit up, as if I had caught some idea, and when I thought about it, I was shocked and felt ridiculous, and after a moment, this thought dissipated like a wisp of green smoke...... He shook his head and simply ignored it.

"Escort Jiang, is it okay to walk around with this king? The peach blossoms in this temple bloom very well, and walking alone will inevitably live up to the beautiful scenery of the good day. He hesitated to make an offer, but did not dare to look at her, just stared at the tip of his shoe, afraid of hearing a rejection answer.

It was rare that she did not refuse, nor did she pretend to be a subordinate, but nodded, and even a shallow smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Okay." ”

"Let's go." She took the lead and then looked back at me, as if to ask why I hadn't caught up.

I hurriedly trotted to keep up with her, following every footprint she had stepped on, walking carefully.

"What are you doing?" She asked puzzled, the frost between her eyebrows and eyes faded, and it was an intoxicating gentleness.

"Well, I'll follow your footprints so I can step on fewer petals." Facing her clear and soft gaze, I rubbed my cheek a little embarrassed and couldn't help but lower my head.

"These petals fall to the ground, and they always can't escape the end of falling into mud, sooner or later, what's the difference?" Her voice was deep, inexplicably a little sad, and it made my heart tighten.

"Having said that, I can't bear it...... The more they stay, the more beautiful scenery they can enjoy in the eyes of others, even if they can't escape the dissipation of the end, at least they are brilliant," I thought about it, and this thought was inevitably negative, so I continued, "As the poem says, falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." ”

"Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers...... Jiang Zhuo was taught. She muttered a few words, then smiled at me.

- This smile is faint, but it comes from the heart; My heart was as sweet and happy as a spoonful of honey, and I couldn't think of anything else.