Shu Ange's words and deeds were almost rogue, only in exchange for a sound of Amitabha Buddha in the Xuanjing, fine sweat on his forehead, obviously he was also tired, but he still had to sit upright.

The sun shone a little harshly on his face, Shu Ange covered his eyes with his hand, and laughed out loud when he remembered the process of the two fighting just now.

She slapped her thigh with her hand, and her uninhibited appearance would be frightened if she fell in the eyes of others, but Xuanjing could concentrate on knocking on the wooden fish without distraction.

Shu Ange smiled: "Master, it's so interesting to be with you, I'll come to you again tomorrow." ”

Even if it is as steady as a mirror, after hearing Shu Ange's declaration full of promotion and enthusiasm, the sound of the wooden fish still has a moment.

Shu Ange patted the dust on his body, stretched his waist, packed up the folds by himself, and smiled brightly at Xuanjing: "These Buddhist scriptures can be read by the master when he is free, my Buddha is compassionate and good at solving the world's foolish men and women." Since the master is a high-ranking monk, why is he stingy with unraveling me and letting me let go of my obsessions? ”

Xuanjing no longer said much, before showing her heart, the empress often talked with him about the scriptures, and the Buddhist scriptures were even more treasured.

If it weren't for the empress who suddenly proposed to let him return to the royal husband when he resigned, I am afraid that Xuanjing would have introduced her as a confidant.

Such a transparent person, how should he point out, Xuanjing thinks that he is not a living Buddha in the world, and he can only abide by his heart and not fall into the mortal world, but he can't cross the empress out of the sea of suffering.

"All appearances are vain; All the ways are like dream bubbles, like dew and electricity, as such. ”

The sound of the wooden fish stopped, and Xuanjing twisted the Buddha beads in his hand and read it leisurely.

Shu Ange stopped, didn't turn around and chuckled: "Master, how much love is left in the world to welcome the thousand changes of the floating world, and do happy things with people who are destined, don't ask if it is a catastrophe or fate." ”

She lifted the curtain and walked out of the inner hall, pushed open the door all the way and called the palace people to tidy up the folds and move them to the imperial study.

When he arrived at the imperial study, looking at the twists and turns like a hill, Shu Ange covered his chest and sighed: "It's difficult to be an empress, and it's even more difficult to be an empress who is diligent and loves the people!" ”

Even though he was tired in his heart, thinking of King Rong and King Yingyang, who had wolf ambitions on the side, and the Flying Dragon Kingdom that was eyeing him, Shu Ange cheered up.

It is said that to be a monk for a day and hit the clock for a day, phew, it is obvious that to be an empress for a day is to take on the responsibility for the peace and well-being of the people in the world.

She must not live up to the trust of the column, and must save the Qingluo country from the suffering of war.

Thinking of this, Shu Ange ordered the Tsing Yi Guard to summon Qingluan, the director of the Yiluan Division.

Yiluan Si is like the existence of the Ming Dynasty Jinyi Guards in An Ge's impression in Qingluo Country, they only obey the emperor's orders and are not driven by others.

Qingluan was born in a Qing family, with the country name as her surname, and has been loyal to the empress for generations, and the heirs of each generation are selected from the clan or the people since childhood to cultivate.

In addition to the director, there are also 12 guards in Tsing Yi, all of whom are directly subordinate to Yun Wangyue, who was still a princess at the time, and after she ascended the throne, she replaced the previous generation of Yiluan Division.

Shu Ange was reviewing the recital, and a person suddenly appeared silently at the bottom of the stairs, kneeling down on one knee and saying, "Qingluan see Your Majesty." ”

She was startled, her hand shook and the ink was dizzy, Shu Ange pretended to be calm, raised her head and bowed slightly: "Qingluan doesn't have to be polite, there are only you and me, why bother with the monarch and the minister." ”

Qingluan was wearing a azure round-necked robe embroidered with birds and fighting beasts, his hair was erected with a platinum crown, his eyebrows were handsome and serious, and his body was full of solemnity.

(Here comes the question, dear readers, guess Qingluan's gender and personality~)