After a moment's pause, there was a trace of doubt hidden in Zhan Ting's eyes.

The world is big, he is alone, and there is nothing to worry about on him.

Why did this tyrant, who was so frightened by everyone's mouth, suddenly be so kind to him?

Next, what is even more unimaginable for Zhanting is......

The 'boy' hung his head and gently licked the wound on his palm.

The wound was rolled by the tip of the warm tongue, and the tingling and tingling sensation suddenly swept in, making Zhan Ting's heart turn over for a moment, and he was shocked and wanted to withdraw his hand.

"Your Majesty, this ...... It is not in line with the ceremony. ”

"In the Zen room, there is a ...... with plasters"

Even though they were men and were once brothers, it was still too close and unruly.

Out of the corner of Zhan Ting's eye, he also saw that in the portrait on the side of the Zen room, the golden Buddha sat quietly, as if he had taken everything into his eyes.

The compassion between the Golden Buddha's eyebrows made him feel a little unacceptable and embarrassed by the attention of others.

Immediately afterward, he saw that the fairy raised his eyes and glanced at him, easily grabbed his wrist, and said:

"Why is the royal brother as shy as a yellow flower girl? I didn't beat you...... Just, saliva, sterilized. ”

She's serious and rightfully so.

Zhanting: "......"

He tried to ignore the vulgar word 'strong'.

And why hasn't he heard of this crooked theory of saliva?

But if you look carefully at the calmness on the face of the 'teenager', it does not have any deceptive nature.

And he is also a man, and the 'young man' just said that he has admired him for a long time, and it is obvious that he will not do anything to him.

The guard tightened slightly, and the monk seemed to believe it, and said softly: "It's the poor monk who is making a fuss, Your Majesty is all kind......"

"Well, I am a piece of good intentions, just like the imperial brother."

The fairy was very scheming to block his words:

"Then I will continue, this wound must be taken care of, and not let go of any inch to clean it, otherwise, the infection will not be good......"

Her gaze seemed to cross Zhan Ting's body.

As if it meant something.

"......" the monk lowered his eyes and let her slaughter.

Also, it makes people want to bully even more.

But at this moment, the abbot happened to bring tea and pushed the door in from outside.

I saw a 'boy' emperor dressed in black and a monk in a red-robed robe, sitting and standing like a picture scroll.

The monk's hand was placed on the lips of the young emperor.

Inexplicably, a period of fragrant romance arises spontaneously.

The abbot was stunned.

After the abbot came in, Zhan Ting breathed hard and quickly withdrew his hand.

Even if you are open in your heart, you can subconsciously feel that it is not good for them to be seen by others like that.

At the same time, Zhan Ting frowned slightly, contemplative in his heart.

Xian Xianxin said that the abbot came at an inopportune time.

But some things are good to the point.

She stood firm, stood with her hands in her hands, and pretended to be cold and said, "Put down the tea and stand down." ”

The abbot carefully put down the tea and prepared to retreat.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Zhan Ting got up and said softly: "Trouble the abbot, take Your Majesty out, it's getting late, Your Majesty should start and return." ”

Xian Xian just picked up the tea bowl and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Hmm, the imperial brother drove me away?" Immediately, she took a sip of tea with a smile.

The air seemed to be cold.

"It's not to chase Your Majesty...... It's just that the temple is a place outside the square, and the poor monks are people outside the square, and Your Majesty, as the emperor, should not delay the time to govern the world here. ”

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