On that day, the two studied the piano together, chatting until the clouds dispersed and the snow stopped, and the moon was in the middle of the sky, and Liang Cheng especially felt that he was still unfinished.

After going back, Liang Cheng waved away An Xiping, and after bathing, he took out the condensation incense that Yi Nian gave him, which was a small porcelain bottle of turquoise, Liang Cheng pulled the cork, and a faint aroma floated from the tip of his nose, which was exactly the same as the taste on Yi Nian's body, both the calm and calm of sandalwood, and the quiet and distant of cold plum, light and long, quiet but hidden waves, Liang Cheng suddenly flashed a thought in his heart, is this plum fragrance made of plums all over the ground that night......

Unconsciously, a scene came to mind.

Red plum and new snow, white-clothed monks, smiling flowers, heaven and earth are silent......

"Your Highness...... Your Highness! ”

"Huh?!" Liang Cheng woke up.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" An Xiping was suspicious, "I've been stunned for a long time at a bottle, and I've called you for a long time." ”

Liang Cheng didn't know what he was hiding, he held the small porcelain vase into his palm, put it in his sleeve, looked away, and said to him, "It's nothing, I'm thinking about tomorrow, I'm just afraid that this place won't be quiet." ”

An Xiping was really diverted from the topic, but he glanced at Liang Cheng's sleeve at the end of his eyes, muttering in his heart that His Royal Highness had disappeared for a long time, but after coming back, he couldn't give up, laughing from time to time, his face flashed an awkward crimson, and he looked like a spring heart...... Bah! What was he thinking!

An Xiping was taken aback by his thoughts, and smacked fiercely in his heart, and said: "Yes, it snowed heavily tonight, and the slave maid just went to the front hall, and I heard many little novices saying that His Royal Highness is the reincarnation of the Buddha, and he has come to protect Daqi. ”

Liang Cheng naturally didn't dare to take it, pinched Xiping's cheeks, and said: "What nonsense, what kind of wealth boy, the bull's head is not the horse's mouth, don't mention this in the future." ”

An Xiping rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "The slave and maid can save it, and the slave and maid will only talk to His Highness." "If anyone listens, I will cut off his tongue,An Xiping added in his heart,Reaching out to the treasure box and taking out a small round chrysanthemum wooden box,Unscrewed the lid," and said, "Your Highness, you have medicine on your forehead." ”

Liang Cheng's heart moved, and he refused: "I don't need it today, just rest early." ”

"It's not good to leave a scar."

Liang Cheng then said: "I'll just come by myself." ”

An Xiping suddenly blessed his soul, swept his eyes at Liang Cheng's wide sleeves, and said, "Is there a better ointment hidden in His Highness's sleeves?" ”

Liang Cheng was embarrassed in his heart, mixed with a trace of confusion, he probably blew too much wind today, the master gave incense, what did he have to hide, so he generously took out the small porcelain bottle in his sleeve, but the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, showing a twist.

"This is a fragrance made by the master of Yi Nian, to remove scars and muscles, I want to try it." After saying that, he couldn't help biting the flesh of his lip, he actually called himself "Lonely", which sounded like he was hiding his heart.

The question is...... What the hell is he doing in his heart?!

There must be a lot of wind blowing!

An Xiping only didn't realize it, and exclaimed: "But there is no heir to the mantle of the Great Prajna? ”

The corners of Liang Cheng's mouth couldn't help but turn up, "Exactly, the master is cultivating in Wuxiangju, and he is only half a piece of Merlin from us. The master is not only profound in Buddhism, strong in martial arts, and unfathomable in internal force, but also extraordinary in the incense and piano paths, with a heroic appearance, excellent charm, solemn and gentle and meticulous, when you see him, you will know what is the posture of the dragon and phoenix, the watch of the sky, there are such fairy characters in the world! ”

"......" An Xiping looked at His Royal Highness with a faint gaze, it was the first time he had seen His Royal Highness respect a person like this, full of beautiful words, talking endlessly, and when he talked about each other, his whole face was bright.

Although Yinian Zen Master is indeed famous all over the world, An Xiping still feels that he has a little affection......

Liang Cheng especially felt that he was able to say, not yet able to reflect the teacher's temperament one or two, he liked to study Buddhism since childhood, a thought had been with the master of the void self at the top of Jiuhua to Zen, he had read the note of the day, deeply worshiped the great wisdom of the teacher, he had already admired him for a long time, now I can see, I have the honor to sit and talk about the piano and talk about the Buddha, but also the teacher to give the number to send incense, how can I not be excited, fluttering like climbing to the top of the clouds, edifying the young Mu Ai.

The Buddha said that the human heart is greedy and greedy, and he does not know that in his heart, he has already bred evil and poison, and he has become stupid and addicted......

An Xiping stared at Liang Cheng with resentment and praised the Zen master without saying a word.

Liang Cheng probably also noticed that he was a little out of shape, so he stopped talking, handed the small porcelain bottle to An Xiping, coughed clearly, and said, "It's not early, you paint it for me, rest early." ”

An Xiping opened the cap, put it under his nose, smelled it carefully, and after confirming that it was non-toxic, he poured a drop into his palm.

After the fragrance was hot in the palm of his hand, he pressed the wound on Liang Cheng's forehead, rubbed it gently, Liang Cheng leaned on the collapse, leaned on his neck, revealing a white and graceful line, and his eyes were closed, revealing a pleasant smile.

An Xiping looked away and rubbed Liang Cheng without distraction......

Unconsciously, Liang Cheng fell asleep in this slow and comfortable massage, An Xiping until he was sure that Liang Cheng's breath was no longer undulating, then he removed his hand and stared at the small porcelain bottle on the side, his eyes were obscure, with a hint of coldness, until Liang Cheng made a sound in his dream, he put away his look, and gently picked Liang Cheng up, lifting his weight like a light weight, his steps were elegant, and he moved to the side of the bed for a moment, as if placing the most precious but most fragile treasure in the world, putting people into a soft tent, not falling a corner, covered with a thick quilt without a needle ornament.

And Liang Cheng didn't feel a trace of discomfort, he didn't realize that he had been replaced, and continued to sleep soundly.

On the second day, the person who announced the decree came to the palace, Liang Cheng took the decree, and after An Xiping sent the people away, he said to An Xiping, who was happy: "You can't call me Your Highness in the future." ”

"Yes," An Xi folded his hands and bowed, "I have seen the National Teacher." ”

After speaking, he raised his head and looked at Liang Cheng with a smile, "Please give the boy a number from the national teacher." ”

Liang Cheng knocked An Xiping's head with the holy decree, and said with a smile: "Okay, how about giving you tangyuan'er?" ”

An Xiping's white face wrinkled, and he cried: "It's better to be happy." ”

"Hahaha." Liang Cheng couldn't help but look up and laugh.

Now, as soon as the dust settles, Liang Cheng's body and mind are comfortable, and the blocks in his heart are completely removed, so happy.

On the same day, all the guards who had been guarding the Great Xiangguo Temple were withdrawn, Liang Cheng only left An Xiping and Liuyun Feiyue, and the abbot saw that no one was sweeping the courtyard in Guizhenjue, so he arranged for two little novices to come over, one was called Chongjue, and the other was called Chongming, both of whom were fourteen or fifteen years old.

Just in case, Liang Cheng also asked Liuyun Feiyue to check the past of the two of them, Chong Ming is an orphan who was adopted by the temple with good qualifications, and Chong Jue only entered the temple when he was five years old.

Chongjue's family was an ordinary businessman, when he was 5 years old, when the family moved, he was robbed by mountain bandits, and there was no life left, but he didn't deserve to die, he didn't die after receiving a knife, and was rescued by a Zen master of the way, and was sent to the Great Xiangguo Temple.

Because of this, Liang Cheng couldn't help but pay a little more attention to Chongjue.