How normal it is for a small bald head to be in the national temple, every day there are countless men's heads from long hair fluttering to no grass, but if the son of an eldest princess suddenly becomes bald, it is worth thinking about.

Even An Zeqing clearly felt that he seemed to be becoming more and more popular in the national temple recently, for example, when he went to Shantang to eat, the uncle of Shantang there would specially serve him a little more food, more than before.

And their gaze at him became more and more gentle, so that he always had a ...... They're looking at what it's like to be on the same foot

It's a bit strange to say, but that's exactly what happened.

He had to find Senior Brother Qingran, the only one who could communicate with him in the National Temple, and he held his chin with both hands like a little adult, and frowned: "Senior Brother Qingran, I've been a little distressed recently, why have everyone's eyes become a little weird when they look at me?" He always likes to touch my head. ”

Isn't he just shaved his head? In the future, his hair will grow back, and it won't be long before he will become the same An Zeqing as before.

Everyone is the same bald head, why stare at him with that glowing look?

What's more, even pilgrims who come to the temple to offer incense like to stop him halfway and touch his head.

And most of those pilgrims are female pilgrims.

It's like the way the concubines in the imperial uncle's harem look at him.

Like a wolf and a tiger, I can't wait to devour him in my belly.

Qingran touched his head, and then compared the feeling of the two of them bald, it was indeed more comfortable to touch the little junior brother.

In order to show the majesty that belonged to the senior brother, Qingran withdrew his hand and made an unfathomable appearance, and said with a light smile: "Senior brother will give you an analogy, there is a huge tiger, the king of beasts is locked in an iron cage, and someone has pulled out its teeth and claws, do you think someone will have the courage to pluck the hair on the tiger's head?" ”

Without sharp teeth and claws, even if you are the king of beasts, your aggression will be reduced by more than half.

An Zeqing nodded sincerely: "There will definitely be." ”

Because even he himself couldn't help but feel a little moved when he heard it.

Because when the king of beasts is victorious, people are eager to pluck its feathers, let alone take advantage of the tiger's danger when it is injured.

To be able to pluck a tiger hair from the king of beasts with his own hands is such a proud thing for ordinary people.

Qingran nodded, grinned at him, and said affirmatively: "It's because you are too easy to get along with and not aggressive, so they will touch your head unscrupulously, as long as you make a fierce appearance, they will retreat." ”

An Zeqing nodded in understanding.

He believed Senior Brother Qing Ranran's words, because this Senior Brother was the smartest one in the entire temple.

Usually there are a lot of ghost ideas.

Therefore, when pilgrims came to the temple one after another early in the morning the next day, he put on a face, stood at the door of the main hall, chanted and prayed with all the senior brothers, and tried to establish a breath that no one approached.

Only then will his bald head escape.

Of course, that was just his imagination, but in fact it was......

A group of female pilgrims crossed the thousands of steps with great effort, and everyone was almost panting slightly, enjoying the cool under the big tree in the temple, constantly waving the handkerchief in their hands to fan the wind, and wiping the sweat beads on their foreheads from time to time.