"Stay with me?" I hurriedly said, "Zichen... Zichen, you are entangled in trivial matters in the heavenly court, and I don't want to disturb you. He took another step forward and got closer to me, "You said it was a trivial matter, how can you be important." Ling'er, do you know, I've been looking for you for a long time..."His voice lingered in my ears, making me tickle, and he shrugged his shoulders uncomfortably and said in my heart, "Who is Ling'er?" His eyes were a little sluggish: "The tears in the corners of your eyes are gone..."Suddenly the weight of his whole body leaned on me, and I couldn't support him and fell to the ground together, and I fell painfully.

I patted him: "Zichen? Zichen is a god?" There was no response, and I turned my head to see that he had closed his eyes and was asleep. I said to myself, "It must be the effect of my soothing incense" I dragged him to the bed with all my strength, I looked at Zichen carefully, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, I guess he slept peacefully. "How tired is this, I actually fell asleep after smelling some soothing incense." I couldn't help but laugh.

"What is my sister-in-law laughing at?" When I turned around, I saw Wen Su covering her mouth and being happy. I thought about it, and the look of smiling at Zichen just now must have been looked at by her, and suddenly blushed, "I didn't laugh at anything..."Wen Su looked at Zichen again, and said worriedly: "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with my brother?" I motioned to her to reassure: "It's not a big problem, maybe it's been a little lacking lately, so I smelled some soothing incense and went to sleep." Wen Su sighed: "Hey, recently, all the big and small affairs of the Heavenly Court have been handed over to my brother to review, and I have been so busy all day that I always see him very late and the light in the study is still on." She looked at me again, "Sister-in-law, where did you get this soothing incense, it smells good, I'll get some when I go back." ”

"I've been having a headache lately, and I can't sleep well at night, so I asked for some from Jing Zen, and it still works." I thought about it for a moment and said, "Wen Su, I see that you seem to be a little troubled lately, maybe you can talk to him." Wen Su's eyes dimmed: "How can he understand my troubles, obviously a monk." Every day in his palace, meditating, chanting, and knocking on wooden fish, people are very bored. I took Wen Su's hand: "Don't look at him as a monk before his ascension, this meditation may really enlighten you." Wen Su nodded, "Then sister-in-law, I'll leave first, it's not good to bother you again." I waved her hand and left, I said in my heart, "It's better to let her be quiet for a while, it's all done by Su Hua's kid." ”

"But the Meditation monk?" Wen Su saw the person in front of him turn around, he was really a monk, kind and kind-eyed, looking like he was indisputable, and the incense mist around him was shrouded, and it really seemed like he had arrived at a temple, "It's down, but the little princess of Luoshen Palace, how could she come to my Jingzen Temple." "The halls of other immortals are called palaces, but only this Jingzen monk wants to call his own palace temple. It is said that when the Emperor of Heaven gave him this hall, it was called "Daoying Palace", Jing Zen was not satisfied, and took off the plaque that had just been hung, and hung up the "Jing Zen Temple" carved by himself with wood, and what else did he say, he could have a flight on this day, all relied on chanting and worshipping Buddha every day, and saw through the world, and did not dare to forget the past.

"I'm here today to ask for advice." "Don't dare to let the princess ask for advice, if the princess has any confusion, you can talk to me, please take a seat." He pushed the futon beside him in front of Wen Su, Wen Su knelt up, and Jing Chan made a pot of tea and poured it for Wen Su. Wen Su didn't think much about taking it and drank it, "Ah, it's so bitter." Jing Chan rarely smiled, "Princess, life is like tea, floating and floating, from roll to comfort, bitter and fragrant, it is worth savoring." Wen Su didn't seem to understand, "So, the princess wants to tell me something today." "I... I like someone, but he...""Why would the princess like him? "When I see a gentleman, I don't like it. When I saw him, I felt that he was the only one in this life. "As he spoke, he blushed." The princess's temperament is really straightforward. Jing Chan took a sip of tea.

"Bald Dog Meditation!" Before anyone saw it, they heard it. Hearing this title, Wen Su almost didn't squirt out the tea he drank, and said in his heart, "Who is this, it's called Jingzen." Looking at Jing Zen again, he was not angry at all, as if he had long been accustomed to this title.

The person who came in was drunk, full of strong wine, dressed in a dark red robe embroidered with a golden curled up snake at the corner, a cinnabar mole under the neck was very conspicuous, and the hair was tied with a red rope at will, revealing that good-looking face, but the only drawback was that this person didn't seem to like to shave, and the thin stubble looked very abrupt on that face.

"Yo, who is this? The bald dog is quiet, it's time to hook up with the goddess. The man approached Wen Su and sniffed vigorously as if he was smelling something delicious, "It's quite fragrant." Wen Su dodged back, Jing Chan was full of helplessness, and pulled him away: "Don't be rude, that's Princess Wen Su of Luoshen Palace." The man arched his hand: "The villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and he doesn't know that Princess Wensu is coming, disrespectful, disrespectful."

Jing Chan said: "This is Xichen Palace, Xiwu God, Fan Zhuo, the word Qinghan." Wen Su frowned, and said in his heart, "I didn't expect that the Jingzen monk would be friendly with such a merry person." That Fan Qinghan had already fallen asleep on the ground. Jingchan got up and took a thin blanket for Fan Qinghan to cover, "Princess, don't care, Qinghan, he has always been so casual." Wen Su also got up, "I'll leave first today, and I'll be bothering tomorrow." Jing Chan nodded: "Why can the princess come over at any time."

"Are you awake?" I saw Zichen open his eyes.