Chapter 105: A Change of Taste

Xu Miaoyun raised his head, looked at Zhu Di with bright eyes, and saw him looking at himself with a smile, his beautiful eyes were full of his own shadow, and Xu Miaoyun also smiled slightly.

"Then why did you run out and ignore people?"

Suddenly, Xu Miaoyun punched Zhu Di in the chest, destroying the warm atmosphere, making Zhu Di really caught off guard and looked confused.

"Ahem, lady, can you say hello before you make a move next time?"

Looking at Zhu Di's embarrassed appearance, Xu Miaoyun laughed.

"Still laughing, don't you hurry up and say, how can I get your face back?"

Xu Miaoyun then remembered that he was still the appearance of a jade son, and it was also a shame that Zhu Di was able to speak, and a bad taste came up for a while, and said with a smile: "No, I'll let you share the bed with a man tonight." ”

Zhu Di's teeth itched, and he said indignantly: "Man? Not really. The posture of the jade prince is also beautiful and delicious, take off the headdress, take off the clothes, and she is also a stunning beauty. ”

When Xu Miaoyun heard this, she clasped her hands to her chest, "What are you going to do?" I'm a patient. ”

"Do you change your taste once in a while?"

"You dare! Still want a change of taste? Think beautifully! Xu Miaoyun grabbed the pillow and threw it over.

Zhu Di took the pillow, "Then why don't you hurry up and change it back?" ”

In the end, Zhu Di's anger with a lot of thunder and rain dissipated lightly in the noise.

Next, Xu Miaoyun lived a life of eating, drinking, and sleeping, Zhu Di said that it would affect the recovery of the wound, and he didn't even let Xu Miaoyun go down to the bed, and Xu Miaoyun was almost moldy in bed. In addition, it was the height of summer, the weather was hot, although there were a lot of ice cubes in the house, but it was still not good, Xu Miaoyun really couldn't stay in bed, and often grinded hard bubbles against a few maids, and slipped out of bed to shake when Zhu Di was in court.

Seven days later, Xu Miaoyun was fighting wits with Biyu and wanted to go to the garden to go around, when Biyu came to report that Master Huitan had asked to see him and had been taken to the front hall.

Xu Miaoyun piled up Jasper for a while, and then said triumphantly: "Jasper, do you hear that?" When Master Huitan comes to the door, how can there be a way to welcome guests in the inner room? Ruby, change Miss Ben's clothes. ”

As a result, Xu Miaoyun once again successfully got out of the "sea of suffering".

"Old monk, why do you have time to come to me?"

Xu Miaoyun arrived before the sound arrived.

Master Hui Tan stood up and saluted, "Amitabha." The old man came this time to make a follow-up for the donor. ”

Xu Miaoyun knew that it was Master Huitan who saved him, and now he had to come to the master himself for a follow-up, and he was very moved. But in the end, I have been used to arguing with Master Huitan since I was a child, and I can't say the words of sensational gratitude, "I actually bothered you, a high-ranking monk who is worshiped by thousands of people, to come to consult, Miss Ben is really flattered." ”

After all, it was not polite at all, and after sitting down, he stretched out his hand.

Master Hui Tan didn't mind, and after sitting down, he checked Xu Miaoyun's pulse.

After a while, Master Hui Tan took his hand away, "The residual poison in the main body has been cleared, and the arrow wound has also been greatly improved. ”

"Thank you, old monk, if it weren't for you, maybe my little life would have been confessed to your Fengshan."

"The donor is blessed with great fortune, and the old man does not dare to take credit."

"Old man, since you have already descended the mountain, why don't you eat with me today?"

Master Hui Tan has eaten Xu Miaoyun's hot pot before, and he has been out of control to like this kind of food, although the monks should not be heavy on their appetites, but Master Hui Tan has always felt that there is something delicious, why should he be wronged by himself? It is also a good name, whether it is coarse tea and light rice, or delicious food, everyone in my Buddhism should treat it equally.

Actually, Master Hui Tan himself has done it, but in the end the taste is worse, today Xu Miaoyun left him for dinner, Master Hui Tan naturally will not refuse.

"Is there a hot pot?"

Xu Miaoyun saw Master Hui Tan's expectant eyes, and looked at Master Hui Tan suspiciously, "Old monk, you probably want to eat hot pot, so you came to check my pulse by the way, right?" ”

"No, no, the donor's seven-day period, Lao Qu and King Yan have already said that today, the main thing is to check whether the donor's residual poison is cleared, and by the way, change the donor's prescription for treating arrow wounds."

"Old man, don't you know that others don't know? Miss Ben's medical skills can't even deal with a mere arrow wound? Moreover, this little injury will drive you to a person who has been nesting in the meditation room all day long, and how many people can't see it come down the mountain? Don't make excuses for yourself, don't worry, I won't laugh at you. After speaking, Xu Miaoyun also patted Master Hui Tan on the shoulder.

"Amitabha."

Xu Miaoyun acquiesced to Master Huitan, and directly ordered: "Hongyu, order the kitchen to prepare hot pot side dishes, all the ingredients, in addition, you go to the small kitchen to boil the bottom of the pot yourself, remember, take a new pot to boil the bottom of the vegetarian pot." ”

Although Xu Miaoyun is unforgiving, she is still very careful, and the pots in the palace have been stained with meat, so it is not suitable to entertain Master Huitan.

"Thank you, donor."

"Okay, thank you, I should repay you for saving your life, I'm really embarrassed if you suffer a loss. The arrow wound prescription will not work for you, I will ask Ziyu to make tea for you. The best frightening incense, really produced in Dongting Dongshan Biluo Peak stone wall, this spring Jiangsu governor tribute, the whole world, only three cans, the emperor left a can, the prince a can, this last can, but not much. ”