It's the second half of the night.

The snow in the mountain temple was fine, and the monks went back to the meditation room, and the palace maids sat under the eaves and were napping.

In the verandah, the hexagonal green leather lamp reveals a cold white light and shadow.

The low table was piled up with small mountain nut shells, and the cold wind blew, and the peanut red clothes peeled off the plate rolled up into the night sky like butterflies.

Nan Baoyi was well fed, lying on the desk, and slept in a daze.

Xiao Yi quietly looked at the wooden lattice window.

A little warm yellow light behind the Korean paper reflects the mottled figure.

It can be vaguely seen that the curtain on the side of the couch is hanging low, and the young monk sits on the edge of the couch, hugging the gradually sleeping emperor, even if he sits upright and tall, and gently tucks the corner of the quilt for the girl, he still reveals the hidden desire to protect in his heart.

He sneered: "The six roots are not purified, what kind of monk is it?" ”

Nan Baoyi woke up.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, the saliva on the corner of her mouth was stained with a few petals of peanut red, and she looked left and right blankly: "Married?" Who is going to get married? The emperor can't get married! ”

Xiao Yi curled his thin lips.

He took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the corners of the little girl's mouth: "No one wants to get married." ”

Nan Baoyi breathed a sigh of relief and began to doze off again.

Xiao Yi hugged her: "It snows in the mountains, and sleeping here will catch the wind cold." I'll carry you back to the house. ”

He walked straight to the meditation room where he was resting.

Nan Baoyi was sleepy and hazy with her eyelids fighting, enjoying his care with peace of mind.

When he stepped out of Xiao Qingyang's Zen courtyard, she suddenly opened her eyes.

That's not right!

She and her second brother are no longer husband and wife, what is he doing with her!

Look at the direction, or hug him in his room!

In the middle of the night, the Buddha gate is heavy!

This is a terrible thing!

She was nervous: "You, you—"

"Don't speak, or I'll kiss you."

Xiao Yi was indifferent and wrapped her tightly with a cloak.

Nan Baoyi hurriedly covered her mouth.

She glared at Xiao Yi, all the way from Xiao Qingyang's Zen courtyard to his Zen courtyard.

Xiao Yi walked through the green brick path planted with cypresses and climbed the steps.

Jiuxi, who was guarding under the corridor, hurriedly got up and saluted.

She glanced at Nan Baoyi, who was firmly held in Xiao Yi's arms, lowered her head and pushed open the door of the house, and respectfully stepped aside: "Shiyan ate a bad stomach, so the humble position kept vigil for him." ”

Xiao Yi stepped into the threshold.

The door was closed from the outside.

Xiao Yi threw Nan Baoyi onto the green bamboo couch: "Don't stare, your eyes are going to pop out." ”

Nan Baoyi sat up cross-legged.

She saw Xiao Yi with a book next to her pillow, so she took it casually and said, "If you don't hug me, can I stare at you?" His Royal Highness, a dignified prince, is noble and noble, but he is like a disciple. ”

"Don't look—"

Xiao Yi reached out to grab it.

Nan Baoyi has been opened.

She only glanced at it, and immediately returned it to him in disgust: "You actually secretly look at this kind of picture alone!" It's just a matter of hiding in your own house and watching, and even taking it outside! ”

Xiao Yi closed the album.

The base of the ear is reddish.

He sat down next to Nan Baoyi and pinched her face: "I brought it out by mistake in the file, and I didn't mean it." When I was young and vigorous, I didn't have a golden house in the house, and I didn't have a habit of going to the flower house. If you don't show me the fire shelter map again, am I still a man? It's Gu Chongshan, who has also seen this kind of thing secretly, right? ”

Nan Baoyi was playing with the brocade quilt, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl.

She knows that men and women are not the same.

The second brother has a tone of wanting to guard her like jade, and he loves her very much.

She thought and yawned arrogantly: "I'm so sleepy, I have to sleep." ”

She rolled up the quilt and rolled it onto the inside of the bed.

She almost hit the wall.

Xiao Yi folded his clothes and lay down: "You don't have to be so far away from me, although I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, I also respect the piety of monks, and I won't do anything extraordinary on their territory." ”

The little girl ignored him.

He calmly closed his eyes.

It didn't take long for me to feel something more on my body.

He opened his eyes.

The little girl leaned over and was carefully covering him with half of the brocade quilt.

She glanced up at him, and then burrowed back into the bed like a rabbit.

Xiao Yi touched the brocade quilt, and his thin lips smiled even more.

Nan Baoyi hid in the dark bed.

She opened her eyes and listened to the steady breathing behind her, and suddenly there were more tears.

The second brother really loves her.

If only she wasn't crippled.

If she is not crippled, when she gets the file and the family is rated as a high-grade scholar, she can stand by his side proudly and with a clear conscience as a scholar girl.

If she is not crippled, she is not inferior to any girl from the family in Chang'an.

If she wasn't crippled, she was worthy of him.

The long-lost inferiority complex crept in the silent night, and the girl hid in the darkness and wiped away the uncontrollable tears with the back of her hand alone.

He couldn't ask for it, how could she get what she wanted?

The meditation room is quiet, and you can hear the sound of snow falling in the mountains.

But Xiao Yi couldn't hear the sound of snow.

All he could hear was the girl's sobbing as she tried to suppress it.

Heart-rending and devastating.

He could feel that she was clutching the brocade quilt, because she was so depressed, her whole body was trembling slightly, and she was afraid that she would be listened to by him.

He turned over silently, grabbed Nan Baoyi's waist, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Outside the house, the wind and snow were raging.

Nan Baoyi was held by him, knowing that when dawn came tomorrow, she would still have to be forced to distance herself from him.

She is so reluctant to give up her second brother.

……

Next.

The bell of the mountain temple is gone.

When Nan Baoyi woke up, the person next to the pillow had disappeared.

She freshened herself up, walked out of the meditation room, and saw Zhou Lingshu and Tang Xiao wearing monk robes that they didn't know where they came from, sitting side by side under the eaves with tea, enjoying the snow.

She was curious: "What about Your Highness?" ”

Tang Xiao couldn't take his eyes off it: "I went down the mountain to handle the case." ”

Nan Baoyi glanced around, but didn't see Jiuxi.

She said, "What about Jiuxi? ”

Zhou Lingshu calmly: "I followed down the mountain." ”

Nan Baoyi said "oh", and it was strange in her heart.

She saw that these two people were strange again, and couldn't help but say, "What are you sitting here for?" ”

"Zen."

The two spoke in unison.

Nan Baoyi pursed her lips.

Zen ......

It's strange that these two embroidered pillows can see through Zen.

She moved Zhang Xiudun and sat beside them: "I will participate in meditation with you." Recently, I always feel frizzy in my heart, and it is good to be able to calm down for a while. ”

So all three of them held hot tea and quietly watched the snow fall.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Nan Baoyi took the lead in retracting his gaze, took a sip of cold tea, and said, "It's boring." ”

Yes, she is the third embroidered pillow.

Zhou Lingshu and Tang Xiao retracted their gaze and rubbed their sore eyes: "We also feel weird and boring." ”

Nan Baoyi remembered something and asked, "By the way, what kind of case did you come to Wanguo Temple for?" ”

Tang Xiao said: "In the villages and towns near Chang'an City, there are cases of missing brides every year, and for ten consecutive years, there are as many as seventy or eighty missing brides, which has become the first unsolved case that has caused a sensation in Chang'an.

"It hasn't happened this year, just when everyone thought that the murderer might wash his hands, half a month ago, a case suddenly occurred near the Wanguo Temple. The bride sat in the boudoir waiting for her husband to greet her, and suddenly disappeared.

"In the past ten years, the successive subordinates have not been able to find clues to solve the case, so some people who believe in ghosts and gods have called the disappearance of the bride - the marriage of the mountain god."