Hearing An Zeqing say that she was not bitter, Ma Jingqing was finally relieved, she was not afraid of anything in her life, she was afraid of drinking medicine, every time she drank medicine, it was like she was going to die, so she paid great attention to her body and rarely got sick, because she didn't want to drink medicine.

When they were finally sent to the meditation room, An Zeqing scratched his head and handed the potion that had been prepared to them, very embarrassed: "Sister, I wanted to pick you up today, but Uncle Sweeping Monk told me that I will only cause trouble to you if I go down, so I am waiting for you at the gate of the National Temple, why are you coming so slowly, I have been waiting for a few hours." ”

Two hours ago, one of the senior brothers in the temple told him that he had vaguely seen their home at the bottom of the mountain, and when he heard the news, he ran to the door and waited, but he did not expect that the wait would be two hours.

"The scenery on the mountain road is extremely beautiful, and your cousin and I can't help but stay a little longer, so it's late." An Feiran took the medicine bowl and pinched his nose and swallowed the potion.

The lie came as soon as he opened his mouth, and he was embarrassed to tell his brother that they had rested several times in the middle because of their physical exhaustion, which delayed the time.

An Zeqing didn't doubt it for a minute, nodded and said, "If the two sisters like it, we will go again tomorrow." ”

Since you like it, it would be nice to go two more times.

An Zeqing thought so, but he didn't expect that after saying this, the reaction of the two sisters was extremely fierce, and the two said in unison: "Don't!" ”

Ma Jingqing even almost spit out the potion that he had finally swallowed in his stomach.

She stood up excitedly, looking like she was resisting death, obviously a young man, but she looked more and more like a delicate little girl: "Little cousin, you die of this heart, I will never go a second time if I have nothing to do!" ”

An Zeqing looked at Ma Jingqing's frightened appearance and didn't understand anything, and was about to say something to save the scene, but heard a familiar voice coming in from outside.

"Little junior brother, are you in the room?"

Like a rescue soldier from heaven, An Zeqing immediately raised his voice and responded: "Senior brother, I'm here, you come in." ”

After finishing speaking, he realized that something was wrong, there were two girls in the room, he wanted to let the two of them avoid it, but suddenly reacted, the two girls are now two 'teenagers', so thinking about it, he calmed down again.

Qingfeng walked in quietly, his eyes glancing over An Feiran and Ma Jingqing without a trace.

Then his eyes fixed on An Zeqing.

Rumu smiled in the spring breeze, the corners of his mouth curled up appropriately as before, and his beautiful intoxicating eyelids drooped, and he asked suspiciously and rudely: "Little junior brother, these two are ......?"

If Qingran is here, seeing the appearance of Qingfeng, his heart will tremble.

This is what he is used to doing, harmless to humans and animals.

An Zeqing smiled happily, innocent and innocent, raised his head and said, "Little senior brother, these are the two sisters in the family I told you a few days ago, and they came to see me. ”

Qingfeng seemed to suddenly realize, and smiled slightly: "It turns out that the two little donors have arrived, and the little monk's name is Qingfeng, and he is Zeqing's senior brother." ”

An Feiran bowed his head.

The two girls completely ignored the breeze, and only Peony turned around her girl and the little monk with a puzzled gaze, and took it back after not noticing that it was wrong.

Looking at Qingfeng's white and pure face, Ma Jingqing touched his chin thoughtfully, frowned, and said: "The National Temple is obviously a monk temple, why are there so many good-looking people here, I met one at the foot of the mountain before, and I met another one here now." ”

Or is it that the Buddha always has a preference for good-looking faces, so they happen to have a relationship with the Buddha?

Qingfeng: "Are you talking about a man wearing a cyan robe and coming to the National Temple to shave his ordination?" ”

He squinted, he was supposed to watch the ceremony in the main hall together, but it was only because he got the news that someone from the Changping General's Mansion had come to the crown ceremony and traveled all the way here.

That man, no, should be called that monk now.

Ma Jingqing's curiosity, which was finally extinguished, rose back: "Do you know that man?" Who is he? We saw that he seemed to have come to the temple to become a monk, and he looked as good as you. ”

"Why do good-looking men think so much about becoming a monk!"

In the end, she couldn't help but sigh two sentences, her tone was full of deep regret, which made An Feiran cry and laugh, and secretly pulled her sleeve, signaling her to restrain herself.

After all, they are not in their own home, and they have to be careful when they go out and do everything outside, not to mention that the person standing in front of them is a monk, and it is undoubtedly rude for a monk to say such things.

Fortunately, Qingfeng didn't take it to heart, and was even very happy to talk to them, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he explained gently: "A few days ago, the benefactor had come to the National Temple to sit for a day, and he was the next temple master selected by the temple owner. ”

Master Yichen has been in charge of the National Temple for more than 70 years, and only in recent years has he moved the idea of finding an heir.

And the national temple is undoubtedly not in line with his mind, yes, he will be selected from the outside, and the man who came today is the person who is destined for the Buddha in the mouth of the temple owner.

Qingfeng's eyes glanced at An Feiran, who was sitting quietly at the table, and saw that he didn't react when he heard what he said, and he couldn't help but feel a touch of disappointment in his heart.

See, after all these years, she never remembered her existence.

Ma Jingqing asked, "Do you know what that person's name is?" ”

"I don't know."

"Where did it come from?"

"I don't know."

"Is the family population group married, and is there a marriage contract?"

"I don't know."

The corners of Ma Jingqing's mouth twitched, and he was almost laughed at angrily: "You dare to recruit people into the national temple without knowing anything, if people are already married or have wives and children in the family, isn't your move to break people's marriages and bad people to be happy?" ”

"No, it won't." Qingfeng shook his head, his fingers stroked the Buddha beads on his wrist, the smooth feeling slowly soothed the irritability in his heart, glanced at Ma Jingqing, and said lightly: "The temple master's decision will never be wrong." ”

As he spoke, he looked somewhere again.

Afraid that Ma Jingqing would not believe it, An Zeqing interjected on the side: "The temple master is indeed an extremely intelligent person, and my grandfather praised him in front of me in the past. ”

Even the cutest little cousin was unwilling to cooperate with him, Ma Jingqing was so angry that he took two steps forward and pinched his ear: "You have only been in the National Temple for a long time before you elbowed outward to help them, have you forgotten what your last name is?" I'm your cousin! ”

An Zeqing realized that something was wrong, and covered his ears exaggeratedly and wailed: "Cousin, cousin, Zeqing is wrong, if you don't let go, Zeqing's ears will be twisted off by you." ”

"Stinky boy, I learned to lie after a few days in the temple, how hard did your cousin and I use, don't you know? That's not enough strength to tickle you! Ma Jingqing was menacing and unwilling to let go, but he never found that the eyes of the visitors had been fixed on a certain place.

Seeing that this monk was so bold, he didn't know how to restrain at all, Peony endured and endured, and finally couldn't help it, his willow eyebrows were raised, he slapped the table, and said in a sullen tone to Qingfeng: "Little monk, what have you been staring at my girl?" The monks are staring at the girl, and you are not afraid that the Buddha will blame you. ”

Ma Jingqing and An Zeqing both froze at the same time, the two glanced at each other, and let go of each other tacitly.

It wasn't until Qingfeng's intention was broken by the peony that everyone realized that it seemed that this little master's eyes would always drift to the other side inadvertently when he spoke.

Ma Jingjing puffed her mouth and said in her heart, no wonder when she asked the question just now, she always felt that this little monk was absent-minded, it turned out that he didn't mean to drink, he cared about the other person.

Qingfeng, who was seen through the careful thinking, didn't care, but only glanced at the peony meaningfully, and then said slowly, with a calm face: "The little monk saw that this girl was a little familiar, a little like a playmate he had seen in his childhood. ”

His eyes were a little scary, but Peony didn't think about it deeply, so he couldn't understand the horror in his eyes, but straightened his chest and became more reasonable, eager to reach out and cover his eyes.

She was skeptical: "If that's what you think, why don't you just say it, you have to do something sneaky?" ”

An Feiran never opened her mouth to interrupt Peony's words, and let her seem to be foolish, this girl usually looks unreliable, but her intuition is extremely sensitive, over the years, because of Peony's intuition, she has avoided countless troubles.

She was also very curious, why would a monk keep an eye on her?

His mind had been seen through, and Qingfeng had become very generous, and he calmly set his eyes on An Feiran: "Before entering the National Temple, the little monk's name was called Fengyang. ”

The wind blows.

An Feiran's fingers gently rubbed the rim of the cup.

She has an excellent memory, and remembers a trip to Jiangnan about four years ago, where there was a family surnamed Feng.

If you say that the surname is wind, there are more people with the surname wind in the world, but this family is different.

It is said that Xu Qingyi, the eldest lady of the Xu Guogong Mansion, married a wealthy merchant in Jiangnan, and the rich merchant's surname was Feng.

I heard that Xu Qingyi was one of the members who almost became one of the Qin family's annihilations.

I heard that Xu Qingyi has a grudge against her mother.

It just so happened that the person in front of him was Xu Qingyi and the son of the rich merchant, also called Feng Yang.

But unfortunately, she accidentally became Feng Yang's life-saving benefactor, and pulled him on the shore when he fell into the water.

She chuckled: "It happened many years ago, but I didn't expect that Little Master Qingfeng still remembered it and had a relationship with the Buddha." ”

She doesn't want to deny it, and she can't deny it, as long as someone with a heart investigates what happened back then, she will know who the person who secretly helped the Jiangnan Feng family is.

There was nothing unpleasant about this, so why didn't she admit it?

Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and a slight smile tugged at the corner of her mouth: "It's good that Miss An remembers, the promises made by the little monk in the past will always be useful." ”

Get a life, and be willing to die before the king.