In the autumn of this year, news came from the border pass that Mobei of Longyou Dao was once again incorporated into the territory of the Tang Dynasty. Whether it is a Turkic barbarian or a Tibetan, at this time, they all chose to shut up obediently.

The empress ushered in the pinnacle of her true power, looking at the Tang Dynasty, no one dared to hold objections, or look at the empress with strange eyes.

Three days later, the empress took 3,000 Shence troops from the eastern capital of Luoyang to the outside of Xingjiao Temple. No one could guess what the empress was thinking at this time, why a strange woman who didn't even believe in God would believe in such a strange existence as the Buddha.

Maybe it's just because of admiration for Master Xuanzang, after all, Master Xuanzang has soared here.

In the huge Xingjiao Temple, three hundred monks stand quietly outside the main hall of the temple, chanting softly, which is to praise the empress's ability to govern the world.

The empress is in the main hall, and no other monks in the main hall dare to enter except the abbot. Several Shence soldiers guarded the door of the main hall, their eyes were fierce and ruthless.

Outside the temple, as the empress's favorite granddaughter, Princess Jixiang, who was only ten years old, quietly stepped down from the royal palace, and took advantage of the inattention of the surrounding Shence army to quietly run into the temple.

Outside the side hall of the temple, there is a mountain behind the temple, and Princess Jixiang may not have come to the temple for the first time, and she is very familiar with the side hall. At this time, all the monks and Shence troops should be in the direction of the main hall.

She carried her beloved skirt and smiled at the Buddha statue in the side hall, she didn't know the golden Buddha, and she didn't pay attention to it, she was just curious, why did the queen always like to run so far to come to this temple.

"Nothing unusual. Ji Xiang pouted, rubbed his meaty little face, and prepared to leave the side hall, if he left for too long, he was discovered by the Shence Army and told the Queen of Heaven that there would definitely be no good fruit for her to eat.

She seemed to hear some strange sound in the side hall, Ji Xiang hurriedly frowned, and looked around in the side hall: "Who?"

Soon, Jixiang found that behind the Buddha statue in the side hall, there was a little monk, with his eyes closed, his hands folded in front of his chest, and he kept muttering something in a low voice.

"Hey, little monk. Princess Jixiang stared at the little monk's face and looked at it very seriously.

"Ah!" The little monk was so frightened that he leaned behind the Buddha statue, and hurriedly closed his eyes again: "The Buddha said that color is emptiness, and emptiness is color." ......”

Listening to the little monk's strange words, Jixiang suddenly felt a little funny, and she gently leaned close to the little monk's ear: "Little monk, what is your name?"

"Not empty. It didn't seem that at this time, Bukong, who gave such a decisive answer, hurriedly rubbed his little bald head, a little overwhelmed.

"The monks don't speak, if I ask you anything, you can answer me truthfully, okay?" Princess Jixiang saw through her empty thoughts and asked playfully.

Bukong didn't dare to make a sound, so he could only nod slightly, trying to deviate his eyes as much as possible, but the corner of his eye always fell on Princess Jixiang.

"Do you like me?" asked Princess Jixiang, her voice falling and she was already laughing out loud.

He felt his heart beating rapidly, and his head lowered.

"Then I'll assume you're acquiescing. Ji Xiang didn't wait for more thought, he had already stuck out his tongue and was about to leave the side hall. Outside the side hall, the shouts of the Shence Army had already been heard, and she didn't dare to slack off.

Hearing the sound of footsteps in front of him, Bukong hurriedly raised his head, took a few heavy breaths, widened his eyes, and began to look for the playful little girl just now.

"Here. Princess Jixiang, who had already walked to the door of the side hall, beckoned to him: "Remember, my name is Jixiang, and I will come to you next time." ”

"Auspicious?" Bukong muttered quietly, and when he saw the Buddha in front of him again, he hurriedly shook his head.

......

In the side hall of Xingjiao Temple, Bukong was punished by the master to chant the scriptures, he tapped the wooden fish in front of him, and whispered.

It seems that someone suddenly knelt on the futon on Bukong's side, a fragrance that didn't smell good, but made Bukong unforgettable, came to his nose, disrupted his thoughts, his head was already a mess, he quietly opened his eyes a gap, and sure enough, she came.

"Hey, it's not empty, why do you see that you are punished for chanting every day?" Princess Jixiang reached out and snatched the wooden fish in front of Bukong, and put it in her hand to play with it.

Bukong hurriedly said a Buddha name, still not daring to look at her for a long time, this is not the first time they have met, and it will certainly not be the last.

Since there was no chanting in the side hall, Princess Jixiang began to talk to herself, talking about the interesting things in her life these days, and she couldn't understand most of them anyway.

But every time he saw Princess Jixiang happy, he followed with a smirk, and when he saw Princess Jixiang quietly wiping her tears, he silently chanted in his heart and prayed for her.

"It's not empty, wait a few years, will you marry me? Princess Jixiang stared at Bukong's face, her hands under her cheeks, her little face was already flushed, but her eyes were still staring at Bukong very seriously.

Bukong was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down in front of the Buddha statue, breathing heavily: "Your Royal Highness Princess, I am just a monk, and I have to ask Master." ”

"I asked you to marry me, not for him to marry me, and asked him what to do?" Princess Jixiang pouted, a little unhappy.

Bukong frowned, and began to struggle in his heart, and after a long time, he suddenly made up his mind, tilted his head and said, "Okay." ”

But in the side hall, where is her figure.

Before she could tell her, she left. She may never know that in order to be able to see her, Bukong will make Master angry every day, and he will come to the side hall every day to chant the scriptures, just to wait for her to come to the temple and be able to find him.

After another two or three years, during these years, the time for the empress to come to Xingjiao Temple became less and less, and the number of times he saw Princess Jixiang became less and less.

Today, she came to the temple alone, did not visit the main hall, and came directly to the side hall.

She seemed a little unhappy, she hugged her knees and didn't speak. Princess Jixiang, who is already fourteen or fifteen years old, is already slim, and the palace is originally a pink delicacy, so in the eyes of ordinary people, she is naturally a fairy-like princess.

Seeing the unhappiness of Princess Jixiang, who had already heard the news, was also a little stunned, the empress soared, outside Penglai in the East China Sea.

"Lately, how are you doing?" plucked up the courage and took the initiative to ask.

"Not good. Princess Jixiang pouted, suddenly leaned on his shoulder, and began to cry bitterly.

When she heard Jixiang say, she had already greeted many big people in the palace, and even the archmage of Daomen was also on her side, and the archmage of Daomen at this time was still the archmage of Datang.

He began to have some ominous premonitions, and he began to try his best to dissuade Princess Jixiang from doing stupid things, and he was even willing to return to the vulgar and marry her immediately.

"Who do you think you are?" Jixiang pushed away the shoulder that was not empty, she wiped away the tears in her eyes, and roared hoarsely: "I just watch you have fun, that's why I tease you every time I come, you really think I am rare for you to be a stinky monk." ”

After speaking, Jixiang had already left the side hall.

On this day, it was raining heavily in the sky, and Bukong stood in front of the temple gate, looking at her back as she left, and did not turn around for a long time.

"Are you here?" It was the spring of another year, and he didn't know how long he had waited for the Buddha statue in the side hall, but she finally came to see him.

"Hmm. Princess Jixiang replied softly, she did not go to the side of the void, nor did she tell him many, many things about her as usual.

"Have you decided?" asked Fuku.

"Hmm!" she replied again, and without lingering, she turned to leave the temple.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Bukong hurriedly got up, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger: "When?"

"When the Turkic barbarians arrived outside Luoyang City. Princess Jixiang paused at her feet and replied.

This night is not empty and sleepless.

That may be the last time they met in the Xingjiao Temple.

Soon after, hundreds of thousands of Turkic barbarian troops came outside Luoyang City, and the entire Tang Dynasty was shocked!

Bukong, who heard the news, waited in front of the Xingjiao Temple for three days, and she would not come this time.

He said goodbye to his master and was going to Luoyang City.