Chapter 479: Little Monk

Ye Mohan followed Xiao Yueyao back to Kunluan Palace, and endured the discomfort of the night, but he was happy and happy in his heart.

His Yaoyao didn't leave, but came back.

……

Xiao Yueyao heard about something the next day.

The Queen Mother has been haunted by nightmares recently, and she also wants to invite monks into the palace to do things.

It's the Queen Mother who wants to invite, so naturally there is no need to think about Concubine Zhen to ask for enlightenment.

The person who did the work did not dare to delay, and soon invited people into the palace.

Concubine Zhen also went to greet her with great fanfare, to show that she valued this matter and brushed her favor in front of the Queen Mother.

I think that at the beginning, the queen was able to sit in that position, but the queen mother's credit is indispensable.

On this day, Xiao Yueyao was standing at the gate of the courtyard, taking a look at the osmanthus tree that was blooming just right outside, and then at the tree in the courtyard of her Kunluan Palace.

I can't figure out how the tree has only been blooming for two years since she came, and it hasn't bloomed again.

Yuanyuan takes care of the tree day in and often waters and fertilizes it.

But don't you see it getting better?

It's a bare appearance, it's really ugly.

It's not what the tree is saying.

Xiao Yueyao stood at the door of Kunluan Palace and pondered, and with great effort, she came up with a possibility.

This, this tree, is it saying that she is about to go bald?

Baldness!

Xiao Yueyao was pondering in a trance, and when she turned her head to look out, she saw bare, round heads.

I was even more frightened.

I thought this was really a directive from heaven.

"Niangniang, this time, the Queen Mother invited the monks of Huafu Temple, and the slave and maid looked at a few familiar faces here."

When Xiao Yueyao heard this, she came back to her senses, and then she noticed that the bald heads she had just seen were monks from Huafu Temple.

Lu Chun looked at the excitement with great interest, and suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he had found something, "Look, Niangniang, isn't that the little monk who roasted chicken for us?!" ā€

Xiao Yueyao looked in the direction pointed by Lu Chun, and indeed saw the little monk.

A few older abbots walked in front, followed by the monks of Huafukuji Temple.

The little monk walked at the end, dressed in plain white clothes, and followed behind with pleasing eyes, not daring to look around.

Xiao Yueyao looked carefully.

This little monk looks neat and neat, and his appearance is very good-looking, and his appearance is white and cute.

Xiao Yueyao didn't expect him to come.

Lu Chun retracted his gaze, turned his head and found that his mother was still watching, and said busily, "Niangniang, the person has left." ā€

Concubine Zhen arranged for someone to clean up an empty temple and arrange for the monks of Huafu Temple to live.

It will be five days before this service, and they will have to stay in the palace for a few days.

The high monks of Huafukuji Temple had just moved in, and they were packing up what they had brought.

It's all busy.

And the guests came.

A stunningly beautiful woman stood at the door of their palace, peering in.

A monk found out and hurriedly came out, "The donor is here to look for someone." ā€

Xiao Yueyao nodded, "This palace came to find you little monk, the one with the roast chicken that is particularly delicious." ā€

"Roast chicken?" The monk was stunned for a moment, and shook his head with some hesitation, "Could the donor be mistaken?" We never kill. ā€

Xiao Yueyao stepped on her feet, looked inside, and finally saw the figure of the little monk, "It's the little monk, this palace is here to look for him." ā€

The monk standing in front of Xiao Yueyao shouted, "Senior Brother Wuxin, someone is looking for you." ā€vp

The little monk looked up ignorantly, looked at Xiao Yueyao, and trotted over with a hurried face, "Shi, donor." ā€

The senior brother standing beside him frowned and said in a low voice, "Why are you still roasting chicken?" Let Master know that you will have to be punished for copying Buddhist scriptures again. ā€

Wuxin looked very pitiful, "Master, senior brother, don't tell Master yet, I'll explain it to you later." ā€

The monk folded his hands, saluted Xiao Yueyao, and hurriedly ran away.

Unintentionally turned his head to look at Xiao Yueyao, his voice pitiful, "Donor, I don't know what you have to do with me?" ā€

"It turns out that your name is Wuxin, but I didn't ask your name."

Xiao Yueyao was very happy, "I didn't expect you to enter the palace too, but did I cause trouble for you?" Need help explaining this? ā€

Xiao Yueyao glanced at the direction where the monk had left just now.

Wuxin shook his head, "Don't worry about me. ā€

Xiao Yueyao looked at him with a smile, "You're entering the palace for the first time, right?" ā€

Unintentionally nodded.

Xiao Yueyao proposed, "Then why don't you go to the Imperial Garden with me?" ā€

"This ......"

Wuxin was hesitating, Xiao Yueyao had already pulled the person away.

The group walked to the back of the rockery.

I didn't care to look at the layout behind this rockery, and I was a little dumbfounded.

I saw that a chicken had been cleaned and was being skewered on a stick, waiting to be roasted.

The little monk hurriedly closed his eyes, "Amitabha Buddha ......"

"What Amitabha's, this chicken was killed by this palace, it has nothing to do with you, heartless little monk, don't worry, this sin can't fall on your head, you quickly roast it."

"The roast chicken you make is the best."

The little monk sat down slowly, lit a fire and began to roast, and said, "I, I don't want this sin to fall on the donor. ā€

Xiao Yueyao chuckled twice, "It's just a chicken left and right, in this palace, there are still murderers, this sin is even more serious, and I don't see the Buddha sending a thunderbolt to kill them!" ā€

"Amitabha, Amitabha...... Sin ...... sin"

The heartless little monk hurriedly stopped the work in his hand, clasped his hands together and broke his thoughts.

Xiao Yueyao looked at the roast chicken worriedly, and decided that she should not speak.

Otherwise, this little monk will put her hands together, and her chickens will be scorched.

The smell of roast chicken gradually wafted out at night.

Breakthrough, a voice sounded from far and near.

"Unintentional, unintentional, you can let me find it easily, the master called you back, you forgot, we are going to the Yanguo Mansion."

Wuxin was in a trance, and he seemed to remember this when he got up, and before leaving, he thought of the chicken again, and said, "Donor, you are waiting for a while, and this chicken can be eaten." ā€

Xiao Yueyao smiled and nodded, thanked him, and then watched her leave unintentionally.

Xiao Yueyao missed this taste very much, and ate two big chicken legs, and the rest was divided among the subordinates of Kunluan Palace.

Although there is this pre-dinner dessert, Xiao Yueyao's meal volume is still undiminished.

The sun sets in the west.

Xiao Yueyao was lying in her room, when she heard Lu Chun report, "Niangniang, that unintentional little monk is looking for you." ā€

"Looking for Hongu?"

Xiao Yueyao was a little surprised, she thought that the little monk should be eager to avoid her.

"Just let him in."

Lu Chun shook his head, "That little monk said that this is a woman's boudoir." He didn't want to come in, so he asked his mother to go out. ā€

Xiao Yueyao smiled helplessly, got up and walked out.

She wanted to see what he was going to do!