But although the fox didn't know how to love, he was also aware of the girl's hidden thoughts, and even if he only knew a little about such thoughts, he was still very disgusted.

He felt that this maid would stain his pure dust.

So he had to keep this maid away from the pure dust.

After the maid left, Jingchen glanced at him lightly, turned his head and walked inside without saying anything.

Ke Changqing naturally knew that Jingchen was unhappy, so he could only keep his head down and follow behind like a little tail aggrieved.

"Pure dust, clean dust, don't you ignore me......"

"Dust Clean......

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Recently, the sky has always been gray, and after a few days of spring rain, it has gradually warmed up, and the wind is not as bitter as before.

Even if the windows are open all day long, it will not be very cold inside, and the wind will carry the fresh and fragrant smell of grass and trees.

The begonia tree in the yard bloomed a few sporadically, the pink and white soft petals trembled and spit out a trace of yellow stamens, Yue Ying spent less time in the room, and often sat on the stone bench under the tree, sitting for a few hours.

Maybe it's because the quality of sleep is very good these days, and even Yue Ying's mood is better, and she is not as moody as before.

The servants and maids who served him by his side no longer needed to worry about it every day.

Yue Ying's eyes were covered with a white veil, he tilted his head slightly, and his index finger lightly tapped on the stone table.

After a pause, he pretended to ask casually, "Where is that monk?" ”

The closest servant stepped forward and bent over, "Master Pure Dust will only come to the young master at night, and Master Pure Dust usually stays in the West Wing during the day. ”

Yue Ying was a little surprised, "Isn't it boring to stay in the room all the time?" ”

The servant paused, a little confused about Yue Ying's meaning, he didn't know whether Yue Ying's words were good or bad, just because Yue Ying's gloomy and violent side was too impressive, even if Yue Ying had always been cold and indifferent until now, it began to make people a little afraid.

Thinking about it, she didn't know how to speak, but Yue Ying looked impatient, "Is this question difficult to answer?" ”

"No, no," the servant hurriedly denied, he smiled reluctantly, "Maybe Master Jingchen likes to stay quietly, and the slave thinks that the master stays in the temple like this, so he probably won't feel bored." ”

The servant still chose to tell the truth, after all, Master Pure Dust is also Yue Ying's life-saving benefactor, so it won't be too much to say...... bar.

The young man hung his hair loosely, his brocade clothes hugged lightly, and he was playing with the missing ninety-nine-eighty-one lotus Buddha beads that he had found out of nowhere in one hand, and he held up his chin with one hand, and there was a smile on his lips, as if he was thinking about something interesting.

He seemed to ask casually, "Do you really think that monk is not boring?" How can a person not have seven emotions and six desires, and stay in the mountains for a long time, even a monk will not be as cold to the outside world as she is. ”

What else did the servant who was bent over nervously not understand, it was just an excuse for the young man, he wanted to play with this monk.

So the servant echoed the young man's words, "What the young master said, what the young master said is, the slave is stupid, and the slave should be beaten." ”

After speaking, he raised his hand to palm his mouth, without mercy, and knew that his strength was not small when he heard it.

Yue Ying made a slight gesture of raising his hand, and the servant immediately put down his hand, there was a circle of red marks next to his lips, and he lowered his head, waiting for the young man's command.

The young man's impatient and slightly irritable voice came from his ears, "What are you doing standing here stupidly?" I haven't invited the master yet. ”

"Yes, yes, the minion will go."

About a stick of incense, the monk came.

Wen Sheen had heard the lyrical tunes from afar.

The heart-warming music rises softly, the dancers dance with long sleeves, and countless delicate petals gently fly between the heavens and the earth, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers is intoxicating.

The young man under the begonia tree, dressed in brocade, with black and beautiful hair, casually spread out, with a lazy posture, with the melody of the song, his head will also move.

As Wen Xien approached, the servant leaned into the young man's ear and whispered a few words, and then stepped aside.

Next to Yue Ying was a stone table, and there were two chairs on either side of the stone table.

When Wen Xien walked over, Yue Ying also seemed to be aware of Wen Xien's position, and looked over with white gauze eyes.

He smiled Chunliang and pointed to the position next to him, "Monk, come and sit." ”

Although Yue Ying smiled beautifully, Wen Xien could see from his smile that he had bad intentions.

Wen Xien still sat down, and she even sat down with her back straight, like a green bamboo that was constantly folding, which formed a sharp contrast with Yue Ying, who was sitting in a lazy posture.

The dancers are lightly dressed, dancing charmingly, with silky eyes, and their every move is like flirting.

At this moment, Wen Xien didn't even know where to look his eyes, so he could only close his eyes, and his eyebrows and eyes turned coldly on the Buddha beads.

It may be the reason for his blindness, Yue Ying's hearing is particularly sensitive, and he cares about the movements of the monk next to him, a small sound can't escape his ears, and the tips of his ears move slightly, and he can faintly hear the subtle sound of turning things.

Yue Ying thought about it a little and knew that it was a Buddha bead, he was about to be laughed at, and kindly called this monk to watch the dance, this dancing girl is the most famous dancing girl in Lanzhou, a dance is hard to buy, let the monk see the world, this monk who does not understand the customs actually has the heart to turn the Buddha beads here.

I really don't understand the style!

Yue Ying pressed the tip of her tongue against the roof of her mouth, her mind calmed down a little, and her voice became cold:

"Have you seen it, it can't be that you close your eyes, do you?"

The boy's voice was tinged with displeasure.

Yue Ying, who didn't hear the response, became anxious, and her tone became heavier, "Monk? ”

"Son-in-law, poor monks don't like to see this." The monk's voice was soft, and his tone was cold, scratching Yue Ying's ears like a feather.

Yue Ying laughed, very cold.

"Then tell me, I can get you whatever you like to see as a monk, you have to think about it, don't think about it if you can't think of it."

I don't know why, it may be that this monk is different from others, this difference is only in all aspects, getting along with this monk can make Yue Ying calmer down, and it is indeed as this monk said, since the monk came, he has not had a nightmare for a day.

In fact, Yue Ying has never believed in ghosts and gods since he was a child, but this monk has subverted his understanding of the world.

He wanted to find out what was different about this monk, and he didn't believe that this monk was really pure-hearted.

Wen Xien was not angry at Yue Ying's unreasonable trouble, and he didn't even change his tone, "The poor monk doesn't like anything, thank you for your kindness." ”

This tone as if it was an inferior child made Yue Ying very subtle, and he mocked silently.

(End of chapter)