This queen of Linchang is like a typical standard beauty from Western Xinjiang! This jade skin like coagulated fat and satin is more delicate and delicate than the women in the water towns in the Han land, and when she looks forward to it, the ancient spring deep stream-like eyes, the depths of the Yingying eyes, and are full of a kind of softness and charm that seems to belong to the women of the Han family. In this delicate and flower-like queen, with a compelling brilliance and majestic charm, it is a miracle that the benefits of integrating the two exclusive customs of desert beauties and Han beauties are appropriate and seamless!

In the depths of this desert, in this yellow sand, why did such a wild spirit be nourished? Is this an angel in the West, or is it a flying incense god who has been instructed by the Buddha in the scriptures and will one day become a bodhisattva and then become a Buddha in the near future?

"The queen is beautiful, even if she compliments her." It is true that the Dharma does not lie and break the precepts, and everything he says is true, and there is no falsehood. And because it was true, he didn't feel uncomfortable in saying anything, "The poor monk admires the beauty of the queen and praises this beauty." "Pure beauty has always been a rare opportunity in this world, and it has nothing to do with it. Desire, only for true sex! He showed his face.

The playfulness in Puya's heart is getting more and more teased! Her realm is not at all equal to the realm of the wandering monk's law, and even the queen who has not yet opened her wisdom at this moment can't touch the edge of the realm of the law, let alone be able to reach it.

If so, these words are still off the strings and out of the board here to her. And she already had a certain thought to take root, and she didn't know that this unconscious thought was destined to take root in her long and short life in the future...... At first, this thought with a sense of chance and fate sprouted, just because Queen Puya's simplicity and heart felt that this wandering monk was interesting!

Puya slowly walked to Fadu's side, raised her good eyes, and her thick and curly long eyelashes were windless. She craned her neck and blew slowly into Fado's neck, using a voice that only they could hear each other, and suddenly dyed the ghostly teasing: "You know? Monk, you will pay the price for these bold and beautiful words you say today......" The charm nodded, and the queen who was still as cold as an orchid a moment ago was cold, and a smile was hooked on her petal-like lips, she moved the distance between the distances, looked at him, and her voice was steady, word by word, "Stay, be my slave!" ”

And Fadu's whole person is as peaceful as ever, his mood is waveless, and his temperament is Tsinghua and his charm is natural.

But at this moment, Jingluan's body, who was originally standing not far behind Puya, trembled! Even though Puya's voice was not high when he said that sentence, he still understood every word very clearly.

Stay and be my slave......

What a familiar phrase!

Suddenly, the scene in front of him overlapped, and Jingluan turned his eyes to look at Fadu, this wandering monk from the Han land like him, and suddenly had a premonition in his heart, so clear and almost vinegar.

In this way, Pu Ya once said to Jingluan, not a word has changed! Even the look and posture she had when she said this sentence were the same, as if she was copying!

His thoughts relaxed, and Jingluan seemed to have returned to that day.

On that day, the whole country was shattered, and his father was martyred on the Kowloon High Terrace, and as the prince, he became a prisoner of Queen Puya. That......