Chapter Seventy-Three: The Poor Little Monk

Since Ye An'an saw Master Huijue last time and knew that there was a chance to go home, she had hope, and ran diligently to the monastery all day long, wanting to see Master Huijue again, and asking him everything clearly.

However, half a month has passed, and Master Huijue has never seen anyone again.

Ye An'an hasn't even entered the door for half a month, and all he sees every day is the little monk who led the way before.

This little monk is young and delicate, but he is like a stone, he does not eat oil and salt, does not eat soft and hard, and does not retreat a step in front of the door.

If she was angry, the little monk would look at her with innocent eyes.

Ye An'an hated him so much, but he couldn't do anything about him.

Who allows himself to ask others?

Tomorrow, the monks are about to leave, Ye An is relieved, little bald donkey, you force me!

Early in the morning, Ye An'an ordered the imperial dining room to make pastries and bring them to the monastery.

"Little master, it's early~" Ye Anan waved his handkerchief and beckoned.

The little monk saw her and saluted: "Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

"This morning, the imperial dining room made some sweet glutinous milk, I thought you must not have eaten it, so I sent some to the monastery, you can taste it~"

The little monk closed his eyes and remained motionless.

Ye Anan opened the lid of the food box and dangled the hot sweet glutinous milk to his nose.

"Freshly baked, soft and glutinous, developed by the palace chef himself, unique~"

She pinched a piece of sweet glutinous milk and said with a smile, "The little master hasn't eaten yet, such a delicious pastry should be eaten while it is hot, and it will be a terrible thing when it is cold." ”

A sweet fragrance hit his face, and the little monk who had not eaten breakfast had a rumbling stomach and couldn't help but sniff.

Ye An'an smiled even brighter.

What about monks, what about no hair on their heads, not all of them are human. People have likes and dislikes, weaknesses and shortcomings.

She had made a special inquiry, and this little monk had no other hobbies, but he was fond of pastries.

In the end, the little monk slowly opened his eyes, stared at the pastry in front of him and swallowed involuntarily.

Ye Anan waved his hand generously, and behind him, Wang Wanqing handed the entire food box to him.

"Little master, this palace doesn't mean anything else, it's just that you work too hard to stay at this time every day, this is this palace condolences to you, eat it."

The little monk opened his innocent eyes: "Really?"

"Of course~" Ye Anan smiled on his face, and he felt mmp in his heart.

Isn't it, every day, regardless of the wind and rain, from morning to night, she is not allowed to go in to see people.

The little monk hesitated for a while, and finally slowly reached out and took a piece of sweet glutinous milk and stuffed it into his mouth, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"It's delicious~"

"It's delicious."

The little monk's mouth was stuffed with pastries, and he said vaguely.

Ye Anan smiled like a cat who had stolen fish: "If it's delicious, eat more~"

After a while, he divided five by two and ate all the remaining sweet glutinous milk.

Ye Anan smiled slightly: "Full?"

The little monk held the last piece of milk cake and nodded, and bowed to her gratefully: "Thank you, princess." Actually, the princess doesn't have to ......."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Drag him to the side room first and watch him."

"Yes."

Although Ye An'an's drug works quickly, the medicine is weak, and the little monk will wake up after a while, so she has to hurry up and ask clearly.

After saying that, Ye Anan immediately ran up the steps in three steps and two steps, pushed open the door and walked in.

However, the house was empty.

"Master Huijue?"

Ye Anan frowned, and when he walked behind the screen, he only saw the neatly stacked bed quilts.

Absence?

Ye Anan walked to the side room and saw that Wang Wanqing had already tied up the little monk, and he actually stuffed a cloth in his mouth.

“…… Where did you find the strip of cloth. ”

"The slave maid saw that Her Royal Highness the princess was going to stun this little master, so she prepared it in advance, thinking that it would be used."

Ye Anan didn't forget to praise the little follower: "Yes, it's quite thoughtful......"

Wang Wanqing: Her Royal Highness the princess praised me! ٩(๑òωó๑)۶

In Wang Wanqing's heart, no matter what Her Royal Highness the princess commands, she will ask herself to do it properly.

She will do whatever Her Royal Highness asks her to do, and she will arrange it in advance when Her Royal Highness the Princess does not expect.

Even Her Royal Highness the princess wanted to kill someone, and she also found her a sharpened knife in advance.

Wang Wanqing's goal in this life is to become the intimate little padded jacket of Her Royal Highness the princess

Ye Anan squatted down and patted the little monk's face: "Wake up." ”

After a while, the little monk slowly opened his eyes, and he was horrified to find that he was tied up with five flowers.

"Uh-huh——!" What do you want to do!

"This palace asks you, where is Master Huijue?"

Ye Anan stretched out his hand to remove the cloth from his mouth, and said with a smile: "If you dare to scream, this palace will blow your head." ”

The little monk looked at her, obviously with a sweet and lovely smiling face, but it made him feel a little afraid from the bottom of his heart. He absolutely believed that the weak little girl in front of him would really do what she said.

QAQ is terrible......

“…… Master Huijue has left. ”

Ye Anan was stunned: "Where did you go?"

"Traveling the world."

“……”

Looking at Ye An'an's instantly sinking face, the little monk hurriedly said, "It's true." Master Huijue expected that Her Royal Highness the princess would come today, so he specially asked the little monk to wait here and offer a word. ”

He continued, "Master Huijue said that there is no more word in life than choice, Your Highness only needs to follow your heart, and everything will be solved naturally. ”

"Follow the ...... Heart"

Ye An'an muttered these four words, the last time we met, Master Huijue also said the same to her.

He must have known what was going to happen in the future, so he kept telling her this warning.

Remembering what he said to her last time, "Save one person, save one city", Ye Anan frowned, Master Huijue will not be a person who has a turning point in the brain circuit.

There must be something related to this.

The little monk looked at Ye An'an, who was squatting in front of him, his face was gloomy, his brows were tightened, and he was drumming in his heart.

He's already talked, so I think I can let him go.

"There's one more question."

Ye Anan slowly stood up and looked at him condescendingly: "Why didn't you tell me early in the morning?"

The little monk swallowed nervously, obviously she talked about sweet glutinous milk as soon as she came. Later, as soon as he was about to talk about it after eating, he fainted.

You're totally ...... I didn't have a chance to say it......

Ye Anan smiled gloomily and pinched his face: "Lie to my sweet glutinous breasts, play with me, little bald donkey, you are very daring." ”

“……”

The little monk trembled.

Help, help......

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Ye An'an: Master, can't we be honest?

To be honest, there are so many bad things in the back!

Master Huijue (smiled mysteriously): Hehe, frankly the author, how can you still have content to edit?

Author-kun (nodding desperately): That's right! That's right! The master is mighty!