Chapter 733: Tyrant's Sister x Monk Imperial Brother 16

Zhan Ting didn't see her, and Xian Xian didn't force it, let alone threaten him with the favor he owed her.

It's just that the person who should be flirted still has to flirt.

After she went down, she changed into a black robe, leaned on the door of the meditation room with a youthful style, let people take pen and ink, and wrote a line of words on the snow-white rice paper with a wave of her hand, and then stuffed it through the crack in the door of the meditation room.

Some words are not spoken, but they make people feel more turbulent.

Inside the house, Zhan Ting knelt for a day, not a drop of water, and injured himself with a dagger before, so his lips were even paler. He knelt in front of the Buddha statue, full of sincerity.

However, out of the corner of his eye, he stumbled upon a note slipped through the crack in the door.

A force drove him over, half-bent to pick it up.

On it is the handwriting of the 'young' emperor's iron painting silver hook and dragon flying phoenix dance.

In just one line, I just asked: Brother Huang, why don't you come out?

The fairy leaned outside and played with the wolf.

Across the door, Zhan Ting stood inside the door, thinking lightly: Because he is guilty, he has to repent and atone for his sins, and as an outsider, he should be as calm as water, and he should not be disturbed by the 'youth' behavior.

He didn't reply to the immortal immortal for a few words, took the note and thought about it, and sandwiched it in the scripture.

The monk returned to the Buddha statue, his face was pale and beautiful, and his appearance was more calm.

Xian Xian knew that Zhan Ting had read the note, because she had just heard the sound of the wooden fish break a few times.

Although he ignored himself, the immortal had already seen the dawn of victory.

She will knock on this monk's heart little by little!

In short: let Hongu, come and snipe your heart.

Half a sound, and another note was stuffed inside.

Zhan Ting told himself not to look at it, as an outsider, he should not be moved by any external objects.

But after a moment, he sighed.

After three years of practice, the cultivation is still not enough.

Xu was more curious than repentant, he finally broke the sound of the wooden fish again, slowly walked to the door of the meditation room, bent down and picked up the note.

There is still a short line on it: Brother Huang, have you eaten?

- Nope.

For the next seven days, he would refrain from eating or drinking, and concentrate on repentance.

Zhan Ting lowered his eyelashes, pinching the snow-white note in his fingertips, wanting to tell the 'teenager' outside that he didn't have to waste his efforts on himself like this.

Everyone knows that 'he' is a tyrant, and not only will the other party treat him like this, but he may also give rise to some fragrant and romantic gossip, which will make the entire court even more undercurrent.

But what qualifications does he have to tell the 'boy'?

Zhan Ting knelt on the ground, the cold and biting ground made his knees a little dull, but the pain in his heart for three years had far outweighed all kinds of pain.

At this moment, Zhan Ting heard someone outside respectfully calling: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, please come over for dinner." ”

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, the people outside should be gone, right?

As a result, I only heard the 'boy' emperor say in a cold voice: "Back to the Queen Mother, I am eating fasting and chanting scriptures in the temple, and I have not been going to Cining Palace for the past few days." ”

Zhan Ting's heart lifted up lightly again, unconsciously speculating about the thoughts of outsiders.

It's just that any speculation is useless.

Because he saw the slips of paper stuffed through the crack in the door again, this time, two notes.

And the act of breaking the vows has always been only 0 times and countless times.

Zhan Ting walked over unconsciously, and saw the first note that read: Brother Huang, I like you.

The second note is: If you hate this feeling, then I'll restrain it.

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