She never seemed to be able to figure out what was going on in his head.

"Light, why haven't you come up yet?"

The voice of the delicate daughter sounded above.

Wen Qingwu turned her head suddenly, and saw that Princess Changle, who had obviously entered the temple gate, was standing at the temple gate again, looking at this place.

Wen Qingwu's heart sank, and his chaotic brain and irritable emotions because of Si Mu rose in an instant, and he became clear. He bowed to Changle in a dignified and formal manner, "Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

After saluting, he turned around and saluted detachedly at Si Mu's rules. Without saying anything, he lifted his skirt and walked towards the temple gate.

Changle's gaze stopped on Wen Qingwu for a moment, and then moved to Si Mu, with a gentle smile on his face, "Light as light, can I bring the pottery sculpture I asked you to bring?" ”

Nineteen likes pottery and sculptures, and he doesn't have time to go out of the palace, and even if he leaves the palace, he doesn't have the opportunity to walk around the streets. Stir up unrest in vain. asked Si Mu to bring it to himself today.

"Brought it." Si Mu took two steps and heard Changle's words, and stood still, "The princess wants it now?" If so, I'll bring it to you. ”

"No, I just remembered to ask." Changle said to Si Mu, his tone was much more cordial than talking to others, "It's as light as you are, Gao Yang jumped out and ran far ahead, if you don't follow for a while, if she gets into trouble, it will be troublesome." ”

She shouted "light as" one by one, but in Wen Qingwu's ears, it was a little more awkward.

However, she didn't show it, and she was about to pass by Changle with a blank face, when she heard Si Mu say very suspiciously behind her, "Why is the princess called the last general?" ”

His voice was thick with a blank one.

This person...... After knowing it, I felt terrible.

Changle paused, "you," she said hesitantly.

"There is a difference between men and women, the princess is a daughter, don't ruin your reputation for the sake of the general. Just call me an official. Si Mu interrupted Changle's words, and said it in a straightforward and serious manner.

Wen Qingwu hurriedly quickened her pace and brushed Princess Changle and left this place of right and wrong quickly.

On the other side, Gao Yang ran directly towards the meditation room in the backyard of Huichang Temple.

After returning to Hojing, she slipped out of the palace many times, and she came to this Huichang Temple. I didn't see the debate machine once, so I came twice. At first, she was not allowed to be like a meditation room. Now it's okay, stalking and her use of the princess to coerce, there is no place in the entire Huichang Temple where she can't go.

A meditation room that includes a debate.

But just ignore herself, as if she was air.

It has long been clear that the temple will be touched. Gao Yang came to the backyard and was familiar with the road, and he touched the meditation room of the debate machine.

It was cold in the winter months, and the meditation room was closed. She pushed, but didn't push away.

I ran to the window and looked inside, only to see the debater crawling in front of the low case, writing scriptures seriously. While looking at the Sanskrit at hand, he translated it. There is a ring scar on the top of the smooth head, and the eyebrows and eyes are picturesque. Qing Jun's beautiful side face was cold, as if except for the Buddhist scripture in his hand, everything in the world was not in his eyes.

Cold-eyed and arrogant, like an immortal entering the world.

Gao Yang's heart was pounding when she saw it, and she ran over and knocked on the door.

A moment later, the door to the meditation room opened from within. The debater stood in the doorway.

He was dressed in a blue-gray robe. With a string of sandalwood Buddha beads hanging around his neck, he looked at Gao Yang Shen with a cold gaze, "Amitabha." He was upright.

It's just that before he finished it, Gao Yang pushed his hand away, "What are you, we are so familiar, the ceremony will be waived." As she spoke, she went straight under the armpit of the debater into the meditation room.

The debate machine turned his head, looked at Gao Yang with a calm face, and his voice was cold, "Princess, this meditation room is the room of a lay disciple, please move." ”

Gao Yang had long been accustomed to the prevarication and alienation of the debate, so he pouted and didn't say much, went directly to the futon, and then took off the brocade and sat on the opposite side of the table.

With his arms bowed up, he lay on the table, and said, "Anyway, I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere." ”

The debate machine looked at Gao Yang, and his hands that had been clasping together all the year round were pinched.

"The princess is self-respecting, I am a man after all." The debater said in a deep voice: "If there is nothing to do, please ask the princess to move." As he spoke, he turned sideways and stood by the door, insisting on trying to get rid of Gao Yang.

"I'm not leaving." Gao Yang didn't think about it and said, "Aren't you a monk?" Outside of the monk Hongchen, what do you want to be self-respecting. She said shamelessly.

The expression on the debate machine finally couldn't hold back a little, and he looked at Gao Yang with a dark face for a while.

Gao Yang only kept his head and didn't speak, so he simply turned around and stuffed himself in the crook of his arm, and was silent.

The debater stared at the old man for a while, but he didn't see any movement from her. It's like it's on it, and it doesn't move.

No, he finally walked back with a calm face.

Let Gao Yang sit there, just like she is air, and ignore her.

He began to translate the scriptures in his hand.

Gao Yang buried his head for a long time and couldn't hear any movement. Then he lifted his head from the crook of his arm and blinked at the debate.

She kept an eye on the debate. It's been a long time, and I can't even hold the pen in my hand. Looking up at her, "The princess has nothing to do?" ”

"Yes." Gao Yang rested his chin on the back of his hand, looked at the debate machine, and replied with a serious expression; "My biggest thing is to see you."

The debater paused, then lowered his head and continued translating the scriptures. It's just that no matter how you translate it, it's not as smooth as Fang Cai.

All Gao Yang's eyes were on the debater's face, and he noticed what the scriptures in his hand were translated. Besides, she couldn't read it. So at this time, I didn't notice anything wrong with the defense fuselage.

I just looked at people's faces for a moment, as if I couldn't see enough.

People who are as calm as water can't stand staring like this.

Knowing that the debate machine was being stared at, the brush in his hand was a little unable to hold it, and he trembled tightly.

Now Gao Yang saw it.

"Are you cold?" Gao Yang said, propping himself up from the table, "I brought you plum wine, do you want to?" Warm up with two bites. ”

She likes the plum wine brewed by the palace food bureau very much, and when she came to Huichang Temple, she brought a jar to the debate machine. But he was afraid that he wouldn't eat or drink, so he took it out and provoked him to reprimand him. I didn't dare to take it out directly.

At this time, seeing that his hands were trembling when he was so cold, he couldn't help but ask if he wanted to eat and drink.

The debate machine directly smashed the brush in his hand on the table, and looked at Gao Yang coldly, "I don't know how the princess pesters me like this, but the monks don't get entangled with the world, and the princess should understand." If the princess understands, please don't bother me again. The debater said, his face stiffened.

It's like wood. There was also an inexplicable anger.

Gao Yang didn't think deeply about where this anger came from, but he felt extremely aggrieved by such a fierce argument. But she was used to being fierce by him, and she didn't dare to speak back. only pouted and pouted, and finally suppressed the grievances in his heart, and choked up: "Okay, okay, if you don't eat wine, you won't eat wine." I don't bother you. The latest chapter of "Rufeng Ling Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.