Interesting? It's funny, if I want to stay on this barren mountain for so long, I always have to find some hope and fun for myself, and when the hope is gone, I have to retreat to the next best thing and find some fun.

Fang Yuan sighed, put his hands together, and waved a string of Buddha beads in the tiger's mouth, my eyes were spent, he bent down, and said: "My Buddha is merciful, he will go to the White Lotus Mountain on the fifteenth day of every month, and the princess should also pay more attention to her identity, the White Horse Temple is a temple after all, and all the people who live in it are pure cultivators." ”

After saying that, he didn't care about my reaction, turned around and left.

The bell came to my side and looked at me quite embarrassed: "Princess, in fact, the slave also thinks that what you are doing is wrong, after all, this White Horse Temple, not only our Jin Kingdom ......"

Of course I knew what the bell meant, and I never felt that I was right, and the head on my neck was not very secure.

"Bells." I shouted, and she answered and asked me, "Then will we still go to Mingyue Pavilion?" ”

"It's not a girl, how can you get on! Home. "Who is okay to get up every day before the chicken to climb on the top and ring a broken bell, isn't it okay to find trouble, go back to make up for sleep.

So I counted the time all day to see how many days were left before the fifteenth, and did not ring the bell or make trouble, and waited for the arrival of the fifteenth with peace of mind.

Fang Yuan only said that Song Yuan would come to Bodhi Temple on the fifteenth day, but he didn't say whether it was morning or evening, noon or late at night, I put the bell on a day off, she was not at ease, but she still went to find the little palace maid who accompanied her under my expectant gaze, I smiled and waved to her to send her away, and then sat alone on the stone steps of the temple gate, looking at the long stairs, looking into the distance, always looking forward to whether a long figure would come.

In the meantime, I went back to have a lunch and a dinner, hurriedly took a few bites, and then returned to the temple gate to count the ants. Until the moon hung on the treetops, the shadow of the tree moved half a circle, and the man never appeared.

I was bored, lowered my head and took the branches to pluck the leaves on the ground, I was still a little scared, the bell said to accompany me and asked me to stop, only then did I realize that it was a little silly to stand alone at the gate of the temple, the night was quiet in the mountains, there were only two candles at the door, I silently thought, this is the temple, the big ghost and the little ghost should not be close, there are no taboos, no taboos.

After a while, I felt that the light was blocked, covered in a shadow, the head on the knee stiffened, there was no response for a long time, I raised my head, it was dark and I couldn't see the person's face, until I became a parent, and the person became my colt, and once I inadvertently mentioned it, my face was full of smiles, saying that he was looked up to by a girl for the first time, like a begging puppy, so I hugged his neck and joked, never in exchange for a sentence of "love." ”

My eyes gradually cleared, and I was very happy to look at him. When I stood up, my feet were a little numb, and I almost couldn't stand steadily, but he helped me up, and I took his big hand.

"Song Yuan, I've waited for you." Saying that, I couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved, he was slightly stunned, and there was still a lingering smile on his face.

He asked, "Are you waiting for me?" ”

I nodded, took his hand and jumped a few times, my feet were numb, I laughed, he didn't understand, he used some force to make me stand up, and asked, "What are you waiting for me to do." ”

"I miss you!"

I covered my face and smiled for a while, then pinched my sleeves and lowered my head to sneak a peek at him.

Song Yuan's face in the moonlight is really not very clear, but he feels that he is rare quiet, why do you say that, although I have only seen him twice, but I have the impression that he loves to laugh very much, no matter how embarrassed and embarrassing it is, there is always a warm smile on the corner of his mouth. Seeing that he didn't say anything, I thought he didn't like it, and I was anxious.

"What's wrong Song Yuan, don't you like it, then I won't say it, I'm ......"

"You...... Miss me? He asked, with some temptation and uncertainty.

I watched the play, so I hurriedly grabbed his hand and nodded, for fear that he wouldn't believe it, "That, there is a good poem, I miss it if I don't see it for a day!" ”

He dragged me into the temple gate and corrected me in a loud voice: "If you don't see me for a day, it's like every other autumn." ”

I bowed my head shyly: "I just miss it tightly, you have been separated by three autumns, I will work harder!" ”

He paused a little, and said with a sense of helplessness, "The princess's knowledge is really good. ”

I said sincerely, "Thank you." And he said no more.

I was dragged by Song Yuan, and I didn't remember the way, I just felt that he was so comfortable holding my big hand that people couldn't help but want to rub it with their faces, in fact, I didn't do that, it seemed that my daughter's family was too unreserved, I just subtly rubbed my other hand a few times.

What surprised me was that Song Yuan walked directly into a courtyard, which is not much different from my Qinghe Garden, but the furnishings in the house are simpler, since I lived in the Qinghe Garden, I have successively added some girls' things, such as mosquitoes in the mountains, the queen mother specially asked people to bring mosquito nets for me to hang, the temple can't eat meat, and the fruits are only a few, and there are always fast horses with strange tributes everywhere every few days.

Looking at it this way, Song Yuan's room has nothing but quilts, beds and tables. There is nothing more to mean that there is not even a stool.

I hesitated, did I stand or what to do?

Song Yuan walked to the table, stretched out two fingers and touched the table, and then turned back to look at me.

"Do you want to sit?" He nunu pouted and motioned for me to sit down.

I couldn't help but shake my fingers, it was Song Yuan's bed! suppressed the little excitement in my heart and sat down, only to feel that the piece next to the bed board was unusually soft.

Song Yuan stood beside the bed, looked at me condescendingly, and asked, "How do you know that I will come to the White Horse Temple tonight." ”

"Little bald...... Master Fang Yuan said, you will come on the fifteenth day of every month. I looked up, somewhat imposing, as if I was being interrogated by him.

"Then you, waited a day?"

I nodded like a wooden fish, and my whole face was written to praise me, praise me.

"Then I'll ask you instead."

He bowed his head and smiled, "What are you asking?" ”

"Do you really come every fifteen?"

He propped his hands on the table and sat down on the table with all his might, regardless of whether it was dusty or not. I thought that most good-looking people would have some cleanliness habits, and this is what is written in the novel, in fact, it is also like my second brother, who can't see the slightest dirty thing, and must clean his hands under his nose before he can enter his floating palace. Later, I learned that this article was specially designed for me, because he found cake foam on his ancient books and the hem of his clothes, and it was identified as the hibiscus Sanchun in my palace.

Song Yuan sat very elegantly, let's ignore that he was sitting at a low table, he clapped his hands, and replied: "The monks don't speak, you shouldn't doubt him about this." ”

I nodded, as if that was the case, and then I thought of something important, and hurriedly asked him, "Then how many days do you usually stay?" ”

"It depends."

I still want to ask what the situation is, but I think it may not be good to ask too much, after all, we are in a very awkward situation right now.

"You're still here tomorrow, aren't you?" I asked cautiously.

He kept looking at me, his eyes were shallow, but a little unbearable. He nodded, a deeper smile on his lips.

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