In Fengchen Palace.

A holy monk in a white monk's robe, holding a scroll of Buddhist scriptures, just sitting there, from a distance, gives people a sense of holiness that is independent from the red dust.

The delicate jade-like side face, the peach-colored red lip flap, the lines are just right, and the eyebrows are a little bright red cinnabar, which makes the characters more and more beautiful.

The unpretentious white clothes are incompatible with the gorgeous and extravagant Fengchen Palace, but they are strangely integrated into it, and it is not abrupt.

On the contrary, it is like a touch of light ink in the prosperity of red dust.

…… With such a temperament and appearance, it is no wonder that the empress will treat her differently.

Ji Ruxue bit her lip, stepped forward, and saluted: "Master Fanyin." ”

Sanskrit Yin raised her head from the mysterious and subtle Buddhist scriptures and looked at the 'uninvited guest' in front of her.

The handsome son, with a slender and slender figure, was wearing a sapphire blue brocade robe, and the bright and dazzling color made his eyebrows and eyes more and more picturesque.

Seeing this world-famous white-clothed holy monk looking at him, Ji Ruxue didn't dare to hold the shelf, and hurriedly reported to his home, saying: "Holy monk, Ji Ruxue is under him." ”

Ji Ruxue?

Sanskrit has not been heard.

There is no dust under the eyes of the Sanskrit holy monk, and he comes only for one person.

Naturally, I don't bother to listen to other things.

Moreover, he came to the palace of the Red Sleeve Kingdom for a few days, and almost all of them were with that person......

I don't have any spare time to find out who is in the palace of the Red Sleeve Kingdom and what forces are distributed. It was still the empress who went to the court before she took a look at the Buddhist scriptures.

Thinking of this, the white-clothed holy monk pursed his peach lips slightly, and the tips of his crystal clear ears were dyed with a hint of heat.

The appearance is distinct...... Shy.

Ji Ruxue's eyes moved slightly.

Sanskrit Yin was as good as a stream, clasped his hands together, and lightly replied: "Master Ji." ”

Ji Ruxue smiled softly like a flower, and said softly: "How dare Ruxue be such a holy monk?" Ruxue came to Fengchen Palace this time, firstly, to see what an amazing and amazing figure the famous Sanskrit holy monk is, and secondly, ......"

As he spoke, he knelt down in front of Sanskrit and kowtowed.

There are not a few people who have bowed to him, but Sanskrit has not lost his demeanor because of Ji Ruxue's actions, and he reached out to help without being surprised, but his eyebrows were slightly frowned, "Ji Shi, please get up quickly, the poor monk should not give you such a great gift......"

"The holy monk deserves it." Ji Ruxue raised her head, looked at Fanyin, and said word by word: "Second, Ruxue thanked the holy monk and rescued Your Majesty." ”

“……”

Sanskrit Yin's slender fingers suddenly stopped.

On that side, Ji Ruxue smiled brightly, "If it weren't for the presence of the holy monk, Your Majesty might not be able to escape this catastrophe...... Holy monk, you say, should you be worthy of a great gift like snow? ”

The handsome boy in front of him was smiling, but there was a lot of ridicule and ridicule in that smile-

Even if you are a Sanskrit holy monk who is famous and admired by thousands of people in the world, there is no me rightfully by His Majesty's side!

Sanskrit pursed her faintly white peach blossom lips, but she was still calm: "The donor doesn't need to say thank you, the poor monk saved His Majesty, it was a voluntary move, but it was for the sake of ...... The world is alive. ”

At this time, at the gate of Fengchen Palace, a gorgeous and noble voice came -

"For the sake of the world? The holy monk really loves boundlessly. ”

The lazy and casual tone doesn't hear any emotion, revealing a bit of coldness.

"Ruxue, you say, shouldn't I reward the holy monk well?"