"Please follow the old man to the side room."

The host got up, although he looked old, but his pace was steady.

The guard took a diagonal step and slashed his sword in front of the two of them, silently warning.

The host said Amitabha Buddha and stood quietly on one side.

The queen's ears were hot, and she scolded in a deep voice: "Stand down!" ”

"Niangniang, my subordinates have been ordered by His Majesty!"

"Ridiculous! This palace is ordered to retreat! Your Majesty has my own I said! ”

"Please forgive your sins, your subordinates only listen to Your Majesty's orders!"

The man refused to give up, and the queen was extremely annoyed and was at a stalemate for a while.

Only then did the host open his mouth leisurely: "Otherwise, let this little brother go with his mother to unsign." ”

“...... It's okay, I hope the host will forgive. ”

"Mother's words are serious."

The wing room was burning with red sandalwood, and there were several large bookcases in the small space, full of scriptures.

At a glance, the host sat cross-legged on the mat, pinching the bamboo stick in one hand, closing his eyes and contemplating.

The queen took a sip of tea and waited.

The host pondered for a moment, pinching his fingers and not being able to figure it out.

"Niang Niang forgives the old man for being shallow in learning, this sign can only be solved by the little disciple of the old man, only he has been ill since he was a child, he can't speak, the old man asked him to write it on paper and hand it over to the mother."

"Youlao presided."

After a while, a monk in green clothes bowed in, his body was thin, and his wind bones could be seen.

I made a salute, took the bamboo stick, read the signature on it, and dyed a few words with ink and a pen.

The queen took it, and saw that the monk wrote two lines of poetry: The wildfire burns inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows.

"Dare to ask the master, what is the explanation?"

The monk in Tsing Yi raised his eyes, his eyes were clear, and if he looked closely, it was a similar eyebrow and eyes to hers, and he seemed to have a profound glance, and then shook his head and left.

"Presiding over this?"

The host smiled: "It just depends on whether the mother is the destined person." ”

The queen wanted to ask again, but there was a sound of footsteps outside the wing, and Jin Shulang called her: "Zitong can be solved?" ”

"Concubine ......"

"Niangniang, this sign has been solved."

The host interrupted the queen's words, the old god was there to close his eyes and read the Buddha, and he didn't want to give the emperor a point at all, if it weren't for the prestige of the Huangjue Temple among the people, Jin Shu would not have spared this group of bald donkeys.

He didn't believe in Buddhism in the first place, and in his opinion, this group of monks was like those Taoist priests, and they were used to being deceived and abducted.

"Then let's go back."

Jin Shu took the queen in his arms and strode away, and a group of people came slowly and left in a hurry.

The monk in Tsing Yi stood in front of the temple, looked at the cars and horses that were getting farther away, and asked the old monk beside him uncertainly: "Host, do you say she can understand?" ”

"Your Highness is smart, and there will definitely be a response."

Jin Shu was in such a hurry to return to the palace because of the eight hundred miles of urgency.

He chose a side room and painted the vermilion paint on the letter. After reading a few words, my heart burned with anger.

Jin Shu slammed the bookcase, and the wooden table shattered.

"These barbarians! It's the other way around! ”

Since stepping into the carriage, Jin Shu has been frowning, leaning against the wall of the car, closing his eyes and resting.

The queen guessed that something might have happened to the urgent item, and a pair of soft Yi gently pinched his temples and pressed the acupuncture points to relieve his fatigue.

The force of the press was like a gust of wind, softly sprinkled on his face, the fragrance of the queen's body penetrated into his nose, Jin Shu was moved for a moment to hold her body and lean on his chest, bow his head and bury himself in the side of her neck, constantly absorbing the smell of her body, the stiff and tight body gradually relaxed, and his hands restlessly rubbed on her waist.

"Your Majesty......"

"Call me by name."

"Ash."

The two snuggled up for a while, and the queen considered her words and said cautiously: "Your Majesty has encountered troubles?" ”

Jin Shu stroked the queen's black hair and changed the topic: "What did Zitong untie?" ”