The anger in Ran Yan's heart because of Sang Chen eased slightly, and he decided that he must be calm later, patiently and honestly talk to Sang Chen, and persuade him to cancel the marriage.

Wan Lu said a few words to the monk at the door, and the monk led her into the door.

Yuncong Temple also accepts pilgrims for incense, so there are often ladies in and out. Ge Lan asked Wanlu to find Sang Chen to come out, mainly considering the reservedness of the lady's family, and she couldn't go straight to the door, and looking at Ran Yan's previous state, Ge Lan felt that it was better to give her a period of relaxation, so as not to hurt Sang Chen's dignity, after all, the other party was a member of the Boling Cui family

There are many small novices and monks at the entrance of the temple, and there are occasional pilgrims, who seem to be ordinary people. Ran Yan and Ge Lan stood under the willow tree not far from the temple gate, and the willow leaves hung densely and low, half-hiding the two figures.

"Amitabha. Uncle Shi. A small novice's crisp voice came.

This was followed by a Qingyue Buddha name, "Amitabha." ”

Ethereal like clouds coming, Ling Ling like a clear spring flowing, Ran Yan and Ge Lan turned around at the same time, the green willow was lightly blown by the wind, looming only to see a monk in a silk robe with his hands folded and slightly bent down to return the salute, a delicate side, the long neck connected to the broad shoulders, is the head of Lianguang, and the curve is impeccable.

Whether a person is really good-looking or not, as long as the ornaments and hair are removed, you can clearly distinguish, and the monk in front of him is undoubtedly very good.

"Uncle Huaiyin." Another monk greeted him.

It turns out that this is the one that Evening Green said, a handsome monk who is so angry that people are angry. Ran Yan followed him, and Huai Yin seemed to sense that someone was looking at him, so he turned his head.

The branches and leaves swayed, revealing that flawless face, faint and dusty, and the narrow phoenix eyes only needed a slight look to flow out of the charming color, but he just lowered his eyes slightly, put his hands together, chanted a Buddha name to Ran Yan and Gelan, bowed slightly, and then turned away indifferently. From beginning to end, his outstanding face was only light and light, and there was only indifference and earthly alienation in those excellent eyes.

When he looks at people or things, it is a kind of indifference that overlooks all living beings, and there is no difference. Four words came to Ran Yan's mind: a monk who has attained the Tao.

If there really are celestial beings, then this should be the case.

In terms of appearance, Xiao Song and Su Fu are not inferior to him, but he does not have the slightest smell of fireworks on his body, and his demeanor is full of vulgar freedom, as if he is not touched by fireworks in the world, in this mundane world, he is like a white lotus, pavilion and independent, and the dust is not clean.

Ge Lan and Ran Yan were still shocked, and Huaiyin had already drifted away.

He walked out not far away, just in time to meet Sang Chen, who came in a hurry with a happy face, "Uncle Huaiyin, have you traveled?"

"Amitabha, when did Sui Yuan come here?" Huaiyin talked a little more this time, but his expression remained the same.

Sang Chen returned the Buddha salute and said respectfully, "The day before yesterday, I helped copy the scriptures in the temple, and after the uncle, Suiyuan can play against the uncle again." ”

Sang Chen's attainments in Go are basically in a state of solitary defeat, only when he plays by himself, he can still find some fun, and rarely meet opponents, and these few people, including this Huaiyin monk.

"Waiting for you at any time." Huaiyin bowed slightly.

The two performed Buddhist salutes to each other, Huaiyin went to the temple, and Sang Chen was happy to be guided by the evening green and came to Ran Yan.

Seeing Ran Yan with a fence, Sang Chen's face turned red, he grabbed his robe, remembered that it must be indestructible, and hurriedly gathered his face, and called shyly, "Lady." ”

Ge Lan and Evening Green have retreated two feet away. The two of them were alone, and Sang Chen was even more embarrassed, and after a while, the work was already red to the base of his neck.

Looking at his expectant appearance, Ran Yan suddenly didn't speak, and was silent for a while, but Sang Chen held back a sentence, "Down, down to ask Ling Zun for a kiss." ”

"Why are you going to propose?" Ran Yan adjusted his tone to the most soothing state, and asked along with his words.

Sang Chen hung his head, didn't dare to look at her, grabbed a small ink dot on his robe, and whispered, "In my heart, I feel that the lady is kind-hearted, gentle and virtuous, and the lady is so euphemistic that day......

Ran Yan was confused when she heard it, gentle and virtuous? Did she hint at him? Although Ran Yan used to be a materialist, she even encountered a crossing, and she couldn't help but suspect that Sang Chen had met a ghost fox spirit, because what he said didn't seem to have anything to do with her.

"Wait, I've been gentle? When was the virtuous lady? Kind-hearted again? Ran Yan interrupted him.

Sang Chen quickly raised his eyes and glanced at Ran Yan, even his earlobes were red like agate, shining through the sun, his voice became smaller and smaller, but he still replied, "The lady helped to treat Zhou Zhoulang, helped to perform an autopsy, and also told Zai to contain ginger slices to drive away evil spirits, and also helped to bandage the wound under the ......"

"Okay, then tell me, I hinted at you?" This is where Ran Yan is puzzled, this rabbit will run to propose marriage when he gets a hint, Ran Yan dares to swear to the sky, she can recall every word she said to him, I am sure, absolutely absolutely there is absolutely no hint.

Sang Chen Qingjun's face was about to drip blood, and he mustered up the courage to say, "When I went down to pay back the lady's money a month ago, the lady said in the bamboo forest that she was going down...... said that he was handsome, although the lady expressed it very tactfully...... So even though I am poor now, I still muster up the courage to propose marriage, but in fact, I still have dirty thoughts in my heart......"

Praise a good look, is a euphemistic hint to let him ask for a kiss? Isn't that too tactful? With Sang Chen's appearance, there should be many women who will say that, right? There are not many words, at least with Chang'an's open atmosphere, and she is unlikely to be the first person to praise him for his handsomeness. Also, looking at his pure and harmless appearance, he actually had a dirty mind!

Ran Yan's body shook, held on to the trunk of the tree, and reluctantly asked, "You, you make it clear." ”

Sang Chen's blush eased slightly, and he looked at Ran Yan with a serious and apologetic expression.

Through a layer of soap, Ran Yan could also feel his seriousness, and the absurdity of his heart had also decreased a lot.

"I never admit that I am the descendant of the Boling Cui family, but when I went to ask for marriage, I knew in my heart that even if I denied it and looked down on the Cui family, Uncle Ran was very likely to toss and turn for a few nights because of the Boling Cui family's consent to the marriage, and secretly thought about borrowing the light of the Cui family...... In fact, it is. I acted dirty, and I didn't dare to ask the lady for forgiveness, but I promised that it would never be the case in the future. Sang Chen only grabbed the robe on the side of his legs, his knuckles were slightly white, and his moist lips were tightly pursed into a line, indicating that he was determined.

Ran Yan saw that he really thought it was a very dirty thing to think so, such a pure person, it was really not how to live alone until now. Ran Yan sighed, she had compassion for him, but she couldn't use the rest of her life to fulfill this pity.

Sang Chen heard her sigh, and his heart became more and more nervous.

"Sang, I'm sorry about what you think is the hint, I never meant that. Saying that you are handsome is only based on the truth. Ran Yan said directly, and in the end, he was afraid that he would think about it again, so he said, "Master Huaiyin is also very handsome, isn't it not skipping words."

"Uncle Huaiyin is a monk." Sang Chen's face turned pale point by minute, but he still said stubbornly.

Ran Yan lowered his eyes, couldn't bear to look at him, and said ruthlessly, "It doesn't matter if you are a monk or not." ”

Sang Chen's face was pale, and even his consistently moist lips were like paper, compared to the joy he had when he came, he suddenly fell from heaven to hell.

Sang Chen likes Ran Yan, not from the time, and again, he doesn't even like it, he just wants to be close to her, wants to see her, even if he is murdered every time, he is very happy in his heart, and he can be happy for several days when he sees the last time, and he has also privately thought that if he can hold the hand of his son and grow old with his son in the future, he can sleep happily when he thinks about it. But he really felt that he was not worthy of Ran Yan, he had no home and no relatives, he wandered around, and sometimes he didn't have three meals, so he never dared to think about it, until he got the words that he thought Ran Yan was "hinting", so he mustered up the courage to go to Ran's courtship, and he was afraid that he would not be able to see one or two inkstones, so he stayed up for a few days and made ten squares, although it was not worth it...... At least that's what he thought.

Sang Chen doesn't make inkstones worth, he only thinks that the process is a little complicated, but after all, it is only a few pieces of mud burned, I'm afraid it's not worth a few dollars, Ran Wen was overjoyed when he saw those inkstones, and he thought it was for the face of Boling Cui's family

"There are many gentle and virtuous ladies, and with such a character as you, you will definitely be able to find a person who knows her heart and is considerate." Ran Yan didn't want to say this rejection sentence with a high percentage rate, but when she saw Sang Chen's dejected appearance, she couldn't help but comfort her sincerely.

Sang Chen nodded unconsciously, turned around, took two steps and barely stabilized his body, never looked back, only said, "Lady, hurry up, it's not been peaceful recently." ”

Ran Yan snorted, looking at his fluttering back, both sad and funny, he even looked so good after being hit. Thinking that he might not even have to do it in the future, Ran Yan also felt a little lost.

Ran Yan was stunned in his heart, wasn't he often so angry that he wanted to kill people and divide the body? When did you think of him? She shook her head, and called Song Blue and Evening Green back to the Shadow Plum Nunnery together.

Ge Lan didn't hear the conversation between the two, but she saw the change in Sang Chen's expression, so she took Ran Yan's hand and wrote in her palm one by one: He has a deep affection for you.

Ran Yan nodded.

Gelan hesitated for a moment and continued to write: If you marry him, he will definitely hold you in the palm of his hand.

Ran Yan smiled slightly, "Me." ”

But can his hands hold steady for the rest of his life? Ran Yan has always shown the posture of a strong woman, she only had work in her previous life, but all the work handed over to her hands is under her control, if she wants to, she can also use her strength to protect, and even protect the other half. But those are all appearances, she also has very tired times, and she also hoped that someone could hold up a piece of the sky for her when she was tired, and give her strength when she woke up from nightmares.

It's a pity that I never met such a person in my previous life.

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