If you change the splendid scenery, you must see at a glance that the master of his own family is clearly a sign of getting drunk, but now Mianwu is frightened by her appearance, and he really thinks there is something important.

She didn't dare to stop her, and was about to go over with Zhao Huangge, but was stopped by the other party: "Mama can't follow." ”

Mianwu saw her solemn eyebrows and asked, "Is it okay for the old slave to follow the vine?" ”

Zhao Huangge waved his hand, told her to wait in place, and turned around by herself.

And after seeing Zhao Huangge walking with a circle, Mianwu was not at ease, thought about it, and followed him.

She was a few steps behind, and after following Zhao Huangge to her destination, she looked at the scene in front of her in amazement.

The drunken girl stepped over the open lattice, half-sat on it, and struggled to climb into the room!

Moreover......

It's still the national teacher's bedroom.

Mianwu's eyes widened, and she was busy going over to stop her, but she was discovered by Zhao Huangge first.

The next moment, I saw the girl rushing at her and made a gesture: "Shhh ”

Then she fell headlong into the house.

Fortunately, there was an Arhat bed near the window, and she flipped directly onto the mat, although it was a little hard, it didn't hurt her.

Zhao Huangge fell on the bed, rubbed his forehead, looked around, and quickly locked on his target.

On the Buddhist case, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, scriptures and other things are placed in a regular manner, and in the corner, there is a vase.

There are pine and cypress branches in the bottle, although the shape is single, but it makes Zhao Huangge's eyes shine.

She smiled, turned over and got off the Luohan bed, and walked directly over to hold the plum bottle in her arms.

……

Xiao Jingchen came back late.

He was going to go back to the room directly, but on the way, he remembered one thing and went to the Scripture Pavilion again.

When I returned to the courtyard, I saw a grandmother standing outside the door with a vegetable face, wanting to go in, but not daring to pick the door - after all, the door was still locked.

He twisted his eyebrows slightly, recognizing that this was Zhao Huangge's nurturing grandmother, who seemed to be called Mianwu.

As soon as he got involved with that person, he couldn't help but skip a beat: "What are you doing here?" ”

Mianwu suddenly heard the voice behind her, and looked back in shock, but for a moment, she opened her mouth and didn't know what to say.

Xiao Jingchen followed her gaze and glanced into the window, but it was instantly clear.

The next moment, he walked to the door, opened it wide, and stared at the culprit from the air.

The culprit was still holding the stolen goods in his arms, and seemed to be startled by the sound of the door opening, and immediately hit a rake: "Do you walk without sound?" ”

This person smacked upside down, his face was full of righteousness, and Xiao Jingchen was skeptical for a while, whether he really went to the wrong room.

He glanced at the interior and reminded, "This is the poor monk's bedroom. ”

So, she came over the window in the middle of the night, still holding his vase, what did she want to do?!

Zhao Huangge was very unconscious, he only glanced at him when he heard the words, and then hugged the bottle in his arms tightly, and was extremely tough: "This palace's!" ”

She pointed to the bottle, her expression full of righteousness.

This was originally hers, and last time he asked Xiao Jingchen to fold the pine and cypress branches for himself!

But this man did it himself.

Zhao Huangge selectively ignored the fact that she didn't want it last time.

Xiao Jingchen twisted his eyebrows, a little indifferent to her appearance.

Mianwu first apologized for his guilt: "National teacher, the princess is drunk, don't be like her." ”

When she said this, she coaxed Zhao Huangge and said, "Princess, it's not too early, the old slave will help you go back." ”

I knew that Zhao Huangge's so-called business before was to come to Xiao Jingchen to steal the vase, and she had to stop everything she said!

But it's too late to say anything now.

Xiao Jingchen was too lazy to deal with a drunk, so he only waved his hand when he heard the words and said, "Since the princess likes it, take it away." ”

I don't know if it's because it's indoors, the smell of wine on her body is a little stronger, and his brows are furrowed even higher.

The other party is very generous, but it's a pity that the expression on his face that he took something and hurried away, made this little drunk not only not want to appreciate it, but also felt a little angry.

Seeing that Mianwu wanted to come over and pull her, Zhao Huangge suddenly hugged the bottle in his arms, but snorted: "Are you rushing to the palace?" ”

Normally, she can't do such a thing, but now that she has drunk too much, she still remembers what the truth is.

Xiao Jingchen didn't know what she was going to do, so he replied perfunctorily: "No, it's late at night, the princess should go to bed." ”

He thought that what he said was clear enough, but the next moment, he saw Zhao Huangge sitting on the futon with a buttocks, and did not forget to hold her baby bottle in his arms, looked at him and said, "This palace has changed its mind and plans to stay here for a while." ”

As she spoke, seeing that Mianwu wanted to come up and persuade her, her eyebrows sank, and she said, "Don't you understand the words of this palace?" ”

Zhao Huangge rarely had such a fierce appearance, so even Mianwu didn't dare to persuade again, and instead discussed with Xiao Jingchen: "I'm tired of the national teacher looking at her for a while, and the old slave will go and get the sobering soup." ”

The little drunkard in front of him had a big temper, Xiao Jingchen pinched his eyebrows, and nodded in the end.

If she doesn't leave, no one will be able to live in peace.

Xiao Jingchen was so easy to talk about, and he thanked him for his gratitude, and only the two of them were left in the room.

It's just that the position that should have been occupied by the little girl was occupied by the little girl, and Xiao Jingchen was standing far away, eager to stay ten feet away from her.

Zhao Huangge didn't care about this, she always felt that she had forgotten something, but when her eyes swept to the scriptures on the Buddhist case, her expression lit up.

"I haven't read the scriptures today."

These days, she has developed a habit sooner or later, but she has forgotten that the princess ceremony has passed, and there is no need to follow the rules at night.

Zhao Huangge said that he would do it, and Xiao Jingchen had an ominous premonition as early as when she was holding the scriptures.

This hunch, after she spoke, came true.

"Relics, the color is not different from the empty, the empty is not different from the color. Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. ”

The little girl drank the wine, and the sweetness and softness in her voice were contaminated with the smell of wine, and she almost drowned in it.

It was clearly a heart-clearing mantra, but when he heard Xiao Jingchen's ears, there was a little bit of restraint.

It's just that it was her voice that was so angry that her brain hurt, but it was Xiao Jingchen.

“…… Princess. ”

Xiao Jingchen took a deep breath, didn't restrain himself in the end, snatched the scripture from her hand, resisted the urge to throw this little drunk out, and said in a deep voice: "Don't read it." ”

Even if he was drunk, Zhao Huangge saw it really, he was angry.

But she didn't quite understand, she didn't provoke him, why was she so angry?

"Why can't you read it? Didn't the national teacher ask the palace to read it every day? ”

When she said this, she said clearly: "Or does the national teacher miss the palace?" ”

The girl in front of her was drunk, with a majestic posture, but she was unconsciously squeamish, but she seemed to be coquettish.

It's a pity that the person in front of him is not an ordinary man, but a national teacher who has quit love.

If you can, Xiao Jingchen will not choose either of these options.

He wanted to throw her out.

But this thought went through this thought countless times in my mind, and in the end, between reciting the scriptures and listening to her recitation, I decisively chose the former.

He memorized the Heart Sutra backwards, but unfortunately there was a Zhao Huangge sitting in front of him, and he could only rely on turning the pages to read the content on it at this time.

The eyebrows and eyes are still peaceful.

The pages were flipped and the man's voice sounded softly.

"The heart is free of obstacles, there is no obstacles, there is no terror, far from upside-down dreams, nirvana."

From his mouth, it was very different from hers.

Zhao Huangge inexplicably felt that his drunkenness was even heavier.

The man sat in front of her, his expression was full of solemnity, and at that moment, she seemed to be being dragged by someone, and all around were empty, only the voice of the person in front of her remained.

Still guiding her.

She seemed to be soft and couldn't sit up straight, so she simply lay on the table and tilted her head to listen to him chanting.

It wasn't until he finished reading it that he heard Zhao Huangge ask softly, "There is no obstacle in my heart...... But people are in the red dust, how can they really be unhindered? ”

Xiao Jingchen pursed his lips, seeing that she looked dazed, but there was grievance in her heart, and she subconsciously wanted to say something, but when she saw Zhao Huangge, she didn't know what she thought, and her eyes turned red.

She was clearly looking at him, but Xiao Jingchen felt that her gaze did not fall into place, but was empty.

For a moment, he saw the vastness and blankness in her eyes.