Wan Zhen'er hugged her son back and said, "If you still can't figure it out, then don't come back, it's not that you have to!" Look at it, without you, the courtiers can still do things, and without you, the concubines are also alive and well......"

She didn't finish, Zhu Jianshen hugged her and her son, Wan Zhen'er pulled his arm, she couldn't pull it away, she said helplessly: "Hot!" ”

He immediately let go, hugged Huan'er, sat beside her, and said, "I decided to go back." ”

Wan Zhen'er's burden was reduced by half, she saw a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly felt resentful of her efforts some time ago, she said quietly: "After staying in the land of Buddhism for so long, presumably a stone has been turned into gold, what?" Did the Buddha save you? “

"The Buddha is not destined for people." He said calmly, Wan Zhen'er saw that he looked indifferent, looking like he was indisputable, she suddenly couldn't get used to it, and said, "I hate you pretending to be like this!" It's like you don't need to eat and don't excrete! She stepped on his shoe, crushed it hard, and said, "Does it hurt?" Still pretended? ”

His face remained unchanged, and he sighed lightly: "The pure place of Zhen'er Buddhism cannot tolerate our noise. ”

"I've seen you running all over the ground with your bare buttocks, what kind of fairy family are you pretending to be in front of me?" She leaned forward, rubbed his face, pinched and blew, and when she saw that his eyes were calm and unwavering, she suddenly got tired of it, brushed him away, and fell on the table.

The bamboo mat was cold and cold, lying on it, the heat from the white steam dissipated and emptied, she waved her arms like a bird, and sighed: "It's so enjoyable, it's really enjoyable to live here, every time you eat, sleep, sleep and eat, it's really happy, no wonder you don't want to leave." ”

"Smack!" With a thud, she touched something, opened her eyes, and recalled the touch, as if it were a book.

Zhu Jianshen had already bent down to pick it up, he calmly hid the book in his sleeve, and walked away.

"Hey! Don't leave! What sutra are you reading here? Show me, let me see what is the difference between the scriptures in this Foguang Temple and the scriptures in the Buddhist hall in our palace, which makes you linger so much. ”

Zhu Jianshen forcibly calmed down: "There are only a few books that come and go, there is nothing to compare." ”

Wan Zhen'er felt that something was wrong when she heard his voice, so she hurriedly got up and ran over in a few steps.

"Show me!"

He hid behind him, Wan Zhen'er went to grab it, he dodged again, Wan Zhen'er came to be interested, and shouted: "What kind of Buddhist scripture, I am reluctant to let me take a look, I want to see if I can enter the Elysium immediately after reading it!" ”

"Titicaca." Zhu Youhuan sat on the bed and clapped his hands and laughed, Wan Zhen'er also laughed, and said, "Do you give it to me?" If you don't give it to me, I'll take my son back! ”

"Zhen'er!"

"What's your name Zhen'er, I'm your sister Wan!" Wan Zhen'er grabbed his arm and pulled it down, he threw away the book, Wan Zhen'er wanted to run over to pick it up, but he hugged his waist before he took two steps, he buried her in the back of her neck socket, and did not make a sound.

Wan Zhen'er was a little tired from dancing just now, fell into his arms, and said lazily: "Why did you stay here for so long?" She thought, she should also know that Zhu Jianshen has been very insecure since he was playing, he likes to shrink into the corner of the wall, no matter who calls him, he doesn't have this symptom when he grows up, but after his self-esteem is frustrated and disappointed, followed by the idea of escape, he will deliberately disagree with others or hide in a place where he recuperates and thinks quietly.

"I'm sad because I can't protect you."

In fact, the original intention of going to Foguang Temple to practice was to make the Empress Dowager Zhou compromise and the courtiers to compromise through this trouble, so that they could relax their control over him and give him the freedom to choose, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to sort out his love for Wan Zhen'er and his son.

But when he came to this quiet holy place, he found that he could never be still, he was like an addict, he missed Wan Zhen'er all the time, he longed for her skin, he longed to see her laughter, he couldn't eat and couldn't sleep at night, he thought, how good it would be if he was with her, he didn't have to endure the torment.

The ghost knows how excited and crazy he was when he heard Wan Zhen'er's cry in the meditation room the first few times, when he was sticking to the door, his hand trying to push the door open countless times, but he still held back this desire.

He thought, I'm an adult, not a baby waiting to be fed, I can leave her, I can leave her for the time being, but this kind of thinking was quickly invaded by addictive desires, and his self-esteem and pride were destroyed to the point that there was nothing left, be with her, stick together all the time, no matter what the next person thinks, no matter what she thinks, I just want her, what if I am scolded for being a dumb king? What about the stench for 10,000 years? I want her, I just want her.

But every time he knew what he wanted, he was confused again, he knew that his subordinates wanted to break him up and Wan Zhen'er, he wanted to be angry and red-faced, for her, abandon the throne, take her away, and let her get rid of this life full of controversy and misunderstanding, but his reason knew everything he had, the throne, glory and wealth, Wan Zhen'er...... It was because he was the eldest son of his father, and if he left all this, his wife and children would be gone.

"Since you know it, you should stay obediently and hide from me!" Wan Zhen'er pushed him away, rolled her eyes, and quickly ran over to pick up the book.

He was shocked and ran over, Wan Zhen'er saw it, was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth, and shouted: "You've been here for so long, and you've seen this thing?" ”

Zhu saw that his face was red, he took the book and walked away, Wan Zhen'er shouted: "Don't go!" ”

She paced forward and snatched the book, Zhu Jianshen took it back, she snatched it again, and said with a smile: "What a flower monk!" Actually hiding the picture of the Spring Palace, you, if the Buddha sees it, will he punish you to go to several layers of hell? ”

"...... Sadaja"

Wan Zhen'er saw that his face was flushed, and he was so nervous that he didn't even know how to place his hands and feet, she muttered: "Look at you honestly, you don't look like a person who can read this kind of book in the pure place of Buddhism, what?" Which companion brought you this book? ”

"No, you're mistaken."

"Misunderstanding? Are you, this book is not for you, someone has slipped it under your pillow and framed you? ”

"Zhen'er." He pulled her to sit on the bamboo mat, Huan'er jumped into her arms, she stroked her son's hair, and said: "You are not willing to go back to the palace to be the emperor, nor do you want to practice here purely, so what are you going to do?" ”

"Heir."

"Huh?"

Zhu Jianshen said: "Originally, I came to shave the ordination, but they refused to accept it, and I didn't want to go back, so I worshipped Master Zhiyuan as a teacher, he knew that I only had one child, Huan'er, and thought that my heir was difficult, and he was constipated and taught the room surgery, so he gave me this book." ”

Wan Zhen'er frowned and said, "He is a monk, what kind of crooked way is he cultivating?" Even this is it! She heard that most of the monks living in the Foguang Temple are monks, some worship the Buddha of Huanxi, and are extremely enthusiastic about the intercourse between men and women, she said categorically: "This book, burn it, you!" Come back with me right away! ”