Wuxiang pursed his lips and smiled shyly: "I'm fine now, so let's go and have a look." ”

An Zeqing: "......"

Hey, from the beginning to the end, why didn't anyone ask his opinion?

Wuxiang's original footsteps of selling back were retracted, as if he had seen through An Zeqing's thoughts, and asked with a smile: "What does Xiao Zeqing think?" ”

An Zeqing shook his head solemnly, looking at the steps he had already stepped out, and couldn't help but say in his heart, you have already decided to go, and even asked him what he thinks, does it matter what he thinks now?

The answer is unimportant.

The three of them walked slowly and evenly in the direction pointed by Qing Ran.

Their expressions were extremely gentle, and the gaze that looked ahead was as gentle as if it could drip water.

But if they let those who do not know see it, they think that what they see is different from what other people see.

Some monks who passed by from time to time watched from a distance, and when they saw Wuxiang passing by, they stopped and bowed slightly to him.

Seeing that he was followed by a small radish head, and the most unobtrusive Qingran in the entire national temple, he couldn't help but admire the patience of the new owner.

Who doesn't know that Qingran is extremely unreliable, and he doesn't look like a monk at all, even An Zeqing, a little radish head, sometimes speaks golden sentences, which makes people lose words frequently.

Wuxiang actually had the patience to let them follow, and he deserved to be the head of their national temple.

Looking at the appearance, the bare head did not detract from the grace of his gentle jade-like face, although he was already a person outside the world, but except for his head and the monk's robe on his body, he still looked like the world.

Soon, some people saw where they were going, and for a moment they couldn't help but think of the sights they saw in the backyard, and there was a sense of amazement in everyone's eyes.

In recent years, the Great Zhou has produced the only rich man, that rich man is rich and powerful, plus rich and rivals the country, and they all know that the name of that person is Her Royal Highness the eldest princess from Dongguo, who is a daughter and a woman who married their General Changping of the Great Zhou.

It is only now that many people recall An Zeqing's other identity, this person is the only son of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess and General Changping, I heard that he is deeply favored at home, and he usually can't bear the slightest hardship.

No matter how slow they were, they would reach their destination one day, and when they reached the backyard, it was surrounded by people, but there was still a large remaining space in between.

It's just that for some reason, those people consciously stayed in the distance and never moved forward at all.

"Behold, these pure white hairs and bright eyes...... Ouch, it seems to be staring at us! ”

"I've never seen such a magical white deer, and I don't know where I found it."

"Amitabha, good and good, this white deer has a compassionate face, and it is suitable to be raised in the national temple."

An Zeqing was helpless, although he couldn't see what was happening in the circle, but he clearly heard what those people said.

A white deer, where can you tell if the face is merciful or not?

However, their exclamations did not last long, because soon some people discovered the existence of Wuxiang and consciously made way for him.