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Outside the imperial city.
The night wind made the mountains and forests full of fallen leaves. Ying Wuqiu took Zhao Jingyi across the vegetation and up to the top of the mountain.
The field is cold and frosty, and there are few people. It's quiet like going to another world.
Ying Wuqiu stopped at the edge of the cliff and leaned down to put Zhao Jingyi on the boulder. She grabbed her collar.
The big princess looked at him with pale face and deep eyes, "can't you hold me for a while?"
Maybe she was hurt too much, and her tone was soft that she had never had in more than ten years.
Many years ago, when she was young and ignorant, she pestered him in such a soft tone and tried to stay with him for a while.
Later, when he became sensible and knew that he was a man who could only see from a distance and could not get close, he slowly pressed down his obsession in his heart.
Act as if you don't care.
Unfortunately, Zhao Jingyi cheated people all over the world, but she couldn't deceive herself. In the end, she still couldn't treat him as an irrelevant stranger.
Ying Wuqiu, holding his cassock and Zen staff, closed door every year, separated from the world and devoted himself to the Buddha.
The eldest princess lived on and off in several marriages and survived in the world of mortals.
Zhao Jingyi thought he would hide all his life, so she became a fool who could not be forced and wanted to be forced.
It doesn't matter if you don't want to see her.
She wanted to see, and saw, that was to get what she wanted.
But now
He just appeared again.
Zhao Jingyi thinks she is a greedy person, so she can't just meet him once in a while.
How can we meet and protect each other on earth?
Ying Wuqiu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'm not going, I just want to see your injury."
Zhao Jingyi recovered, slowly loosened his collar, hooked his lips, and smiled faintly. "Don't look, you can talk with me here."
In the light moonlight, Ying Wuqiu was dressed in a white monk's robe, which was infected by Zhao Jingyi's blood. The plants on her side were withered and yellow, and the ground was covered with frost, which made her look more pale.
"Princess..." Ying Wuqiu always looks calm and wave free. Thousands of believers worship him like a God. They just offer him on the altar and burn incense in the morning and evening.
At the moment, he even lost his voice.
"I'm really dying this time..." Zhao Jingyi lay in his arms and wanted to talk to him, but suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Her lips were stained with blood, but she smiled and said, "Congratulations, master Wuqiu. After today, you don't have to be bothered by laymen like me. I wish you would never know about love and suffering, and would devote yourself to the Buddha from now on."
The reason why the eldest princess has such a bad reputation is partly because she married three times and ended her husband's family badly every time. The other half is that she is shameless and pesters master Wuqiu of Wanhua temple.
What a noble person should not ask for, but she is forced to close down for ten months a year by a notorious person like her. Most of the other two months are walking outside and rarely appear.
"Stop talking." Ying Wuqiu helped the eldest princess sit up and sent internal power into her body.
He said, "you'll be fine."
An extremely powerless sentence.
Even if the people who said this were countless people, they became so pale as they did not ask for faith.
Zhao Jingyi just smiled and wanted to look back at Ying Wuqiu, but she couldn't even do such a simple action.
She could not see him through countless doors and walls.
Now, with him close to her, she still can't help it.
Zhao Jingyi's eyes were sour, but she couldn't speak, so she had to slightly raise her head and look at the Xinghe river.
The dark clouds in the sky quietly dispersed, revealing the bright curved moon.
That day of many years.
When Zhao Jingyi first saw Ying Wuqiu.
He wanted to cross all sentient beings, but he became the one who missed her.
That day, Wanhua temple was also very cold.
The immortal throne of her mother is enshrined in the Buddha Hall. The forty-nine days of chanting scriptures have not been finished yet. The head of the back palace has changed his surname.
She, the great princess whom the empress had been looking forward to for many years, became redundant.
When I was young, I didn't know how many intrigues I saw. I was tired of the world early. I also thought that high-rise buildings would fall with the wind and stay away from the disturbance of rights.
It was he who pulled her back to this world and became the light in the bottom of her eyes.
She was taught to love the world and to see the good things with her sinister eyes.
Zhao Jingyi lived in Wanhua temple for five years after her biological mother left.
For the past five years, she got up early every day and did morning classes together. He read scriptures and she read books.
Ying Wuqiu was asked by the master to shut up. She danced her sword in the yard.
Others have said that this is wrong.
Ying Wuqiu is a natural Buddhist. Even when she met him, the young man had not been shaved, and her plain clothes and cloud sleeves fell in love with the city.
The father emperor repeatedly ordered her to return to the palace, but Zhao Jingyi refused.
The host and supervisor of Wanhua temple have also mentioned it to her many times. She is getting older and inconvenient to live in the temple, and it is not easy to get too close to yingwuqiu.
Zhao Jingyi was still a little wayward at that time, just as she didn't hear anything, and then she continued to do what she should do.
Until she was fifteen, she was eighteen.
one day.
Ying Wuqiu watched her practice the sword as usual, handed her a handkerchief and said faintly, "the master said I could shave."
Zhao Jingyi was stunned, looked at him and said, "you can't play with me after you become a monk."
"Well," Ying Wuqiu said calmly, "it's time for the princess to go back to the palace."
Only then did Zhao Jingyi know that this man was only willing to cross her for a while, not for the rest of her life.
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Outside the imperial city.
The night wind made the mountains and forests full of fallen leaves. Ying Wuqiu took Zhao Jingyi across the vegetation and up to the top of the mountain.
The field is cold and frosty, and there are few people. It's quiet like going to another world.
Ying Wuqiu stopped at the edge of the cliff and leaned down to put Zhao Jingyi on the boulder. She grabbed her collar.
The big princess looked at him with pale face and deep eyes, "can't you hold me for a while?"
Maybe she was hurt too much, and her tone was soft that she had never had in more than ten years.
Many years ago, when she was young and ignorant, she pestered him in such a soft tone and tried to stay with him for a while.
Later, when he became sensible and knew that he was a man who could only see from a distance and could not get close, he slowly pressed down his obsession in his heart.
Act as if you don't care.
Unfortunately, Zhao Jingyi cheated people all over the world, but she couldn't deceive herself. In the end, she still couldn't treat him as an irrelevant stranger.
Ying Wuqiu, holding his cassock and Zen staff, closed door every year, separated from the world and devoted himself to the Buddha.
The eldest princess lived on and off in several marriages and survived in the world of mortals.
Zhao Jingyi thought he would hide all his life, so she became a fool who could not be forced and wanted to be forced.
It doesn't matter if you don't want to see her.
She wanted to see, and saw, that was to get what she wanted.
But now
He just appeared again.
Zhao Jingyi thinks she is a greedy person, so she can't just meet him once in a while.
How can we meet and protect each other on earth?
Ying Wuqiu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'm not going, I just want to see your injury."
Zhao Jingyi recovered, slowly loosened his collar, hooked his lips, and smiled faintly. "Don't look, you can talk with me here."
In the light moonlight, Ying Wuqiu was dressed in a white monk's robe, which was infected by Zhao Jingyi's blood. The plants on her side were withered and yellow, and the ground was covered with frost, which made her look more pale.
"Princess..." Ying Wuqiu always looks calm and wave free. Thousands of believers worship him like a God. They just offer him on the altar and burn incense in the morning and evening.
At the moment, he even lost his voice.
"I'm really dying this time..." Zhao Jingyi lay in his arms and wanted to talk to him, but suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Her lips were stained with blood, but she smiled and said, "Congratulations, master Wuqiu. After today, you don't have to be bothered by laymen like me. I wish you would never know about love and suffering, and would devote yourself to the Buddha from now on."
The reason why the eldest princess has such a bad reputation is partly because she married three times and ended her husband's family badly every time. The other half is that she is shameless and pesters master Wuqiu of Wanhua temple.
What a noble person should not ask for, but she is forced to close down for ten months a year by a notorious person like her. Most of the other two months are walking outside and rarely appear.
"Stop talking." Ying Wuqiu helped the eldest princess sit up and sent internal power into her body.
He said, "you'll be fine."
An extremely powerless sentence.
Even if the people who said this were countless people, they became so pale as they did not ask for faith.
Zhao Jingyi just smiled and wanted to look back at Ying Wuqiu, but she couldn't even do such a simple action.
She could not see him through countless doors and walls.
Now, with him close to her, she still can't help it.
Zhao Jingyi's eyes were sour, but she couldn't speak, so she had to slightly raise her head and look at the Xinghe river.
The dark clouds in the sky quietly dispersed, revealing the bright curved moon.
That day of many years.
When Zhao Jingyi first saw Ying Wuqiu.
He wanted to cross all sentient beings, but he became the one who missed her.
That day, Wanhua temple was also very cold.
The immortal throne of her mother is enshrined in the Buddha Hall. The forty-nine days of chanting scriptures have not been finished yet. The head of the back palace has changed his surname.
She, the great princess whom the empress had been looking forward to for many years, became redundant.
When I was young, I didn't know how many intrigues I saw. I was tired of the world early. I also thought that high-rise buildings would fall with the wind and stay away from the disturbance of rights.
It was he who pulled her back to this world and became the light in the bottom of her eyes.
She was taught to love the world and to see the good things with her sinister eyes.
Zhao Jingyi lived in Wanhua temple for five years after her biological mother left.
For the past five years, she got up early every day and did morning classes together. He read scriptures and she read books.
Ying Wuqiu was asked by the master to shut up. She danced her sword in the yard.
Others have said that this is wrong.
Ying Wuqiu is a natural Buddhist. Even when she met him, the young man had not been shaved, and her plain clothes and cloud sleeves fell in love with the city.
The father emperor repeatedly ordered her to return to the palace, but Zhao Jingyi refused.
The host and supervisor of Wanhua temple have also mentioned it to her many times. She is getting older and inconvenient to live in the temple, and it is not easy to get too close to yingwuqiu.
Zhao Jingyi was still a little wayward at that time, just as she didn't hear anything, and then she continued to do what she should do.
Until she was fifteen, she was eighteen.
one day.
Ying Wuqiu watched her practice the sword as usual, handed her a handkerchief and said faintly, "the master said I could shave."
Zhao Jingyi was stunned, looked at him and said, "you can't play with me after you become a monk."
"Well," Ying Wuqiu said calmly, "it's time for the princess to go back to the palace."
Only then did Zhao Jingyi know that this man was only willing to cross her for a while, not for the rest of her life.
Outside the imperial city.The night wind made the mountains and forests full of fallen leaves. Ying Wuqiu took Zhao Jingyi across the vegetation and up to the top of the mountain.The field is cold and frosty, and there are few people. It's quiet like going to another world.Ying Wuqiu stopped at the edge of the cliff and leaned down to put Zhao Jingyi on the boulder. She grabbed her collar.The big princess looked at him with pale face and deep eyes, "can't you hold me for a while?"Maybe she was hurt too much, and her tone was soft that she had never had in more than ten years.Many years ago, when she was young and ignorant, she pestered him in such a soft tone and tried to stay with him for a while.Later, when he became sensible and knew that he was a man who could only see from a distance and could not get close, he slowly pressed down his obsession in his heart.Act as if you don't care.Unfortunately, Zhao Jingyi cheated people all over the world, but she couldn't deceive herself. In the end, she still couldn't treat him as an irrelevant stranger.Ying Wuqiu, holding his cassock and Zen staff, closed door every year, separated from the world and devoted himself to the Buddha.The eldest princess lived on and off in several marriages and survived in the world of mortals.Zhao Jingyi thought he would hide all his life, so she became a fool who could not be forced and wanted to be forced.It doesn't matter if you don't want to see her.She wanted to see, and saw, that was to get what she wanted.But nowHe just appeared again.Zhao Jingyi thinks she is a greedy person, so she can't just meet him once in a while.How can we meet and protect each other on earth?Ying Wuqiu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'm not going, I just want to see your injury."Zhao Jingyi recovered, slowly loosened his collar, hooked his lips, and smiled faintly. "Don't look, you can talk with me here."In the light moonlight, Ying Wuqiu was dressed in a white monk's robe, which was infected by Zhao Jingyi's blood. The plants on her side were withered and yellow, and the ground was covered with frost, which made her look more pale."Princess..." Ying Wuqiu always looks calm and wave free. Thousands of believers worship him like a God. They just offer him on the altar and burn incense in the morning and evening.At the moment, he even lost his voice."I'm really dying this time..." Zhao Jingyi lay in his arms and wanted to talk to him, but suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.Her lips were stained with blood, but she smiled and said, "Congratulations, master Wuqiu. After today, you don't have to be bothered by laymen like me. I wish you would never know about love and suffering, and would devote yourself to the Buddha from now on."The reason why the eldest princess has such a bad reputation is partly because she married three times and ended her husband's family badly every time. The other half is that she is shameless and pesters master Wuqiu of Wanhua temple.What a noble person should not ask for, but she is forced to close down for ten months a year by a notorious person like her. Most of the other two months are walking outside and rarely appear."Stop talking." Ying Wuqiu helped the eldest princess sit up and sent internal power into her body.He said, "you'll be fine."An extremely powerless sentence.Even if the people who said this were countless people, they became so pale as they did not ask for faith.Zhao Jingyi just smiled and wanted to look back at Ying Wuqiu, but she couldn't even do such a simple action.She could not see him through countless doors and walls.Now, with him close to her, she still can't help it.Zhao Jingyi's eyes were sour, but she couldn't speak, so she had to slightly raise her head and look at the Xinghe river.The dark clouds in the sky quietly dispersed, revealing the bright curved moon.That day of many years.When Zhao Jingyi first saw Ying Wuqiu.He wanted to cross all sentient beings, but he became the one who missed her.That day, Wanhua temple was also very cold.The immortal throne of her mother is enshrined in the Buddha Hall. The forty-nine days of chanting scriptures have not been finished yet. The head of the back palace has changed his surname.She, the great princess whom the empress had been looking forward to for many years, became redundant.When I was young, I didn't know how many intrigues I saw. I was tired of the world early. I also thought that high-rise buildings would fall with the wind and stay away from the disturbance of rights.It was he who pulled her back to this world and became the light in the bottom of her eyes.She was taught to love the world and to see the good things with her sinister eyes.Zhao Jingyi lived in Wanhua temple for five years after her biological mother left.For the past five years, she got up early every day and did morning classes together. He read scriptures and she read books.Ying Wuqiu was asked by the master to shut up. She danced her sword in the yard.Others have said that this is wrong.Ying Wuqiu is a natural Buddhist. Even when she met him, the young man had not been shaved, and her plain clothes and cloud sleeves fell in love with the city.The father emperor repeatedly ordered her to return to the palace, but Zhao Jingyi refused.The host and supervisor of Wanhua temple have also mentioned it to her many times. She is getting older and inconvenient to live in the temple, and it is not easy to get too close to yingwuqiu.Zhao Jingyi was still a little wayward at that time, just as she didn't hear anything, and then she continued to do what she should do.Until she was fifteen, she was eighteen.one day.Ying Wuqiu watched her practice the sword as usual, handed her a handkerchief and said faintly, "the master said I could shave."Zhao Jingyi was stunned, looked at him and said, "you can't play with me after you become a monk.""Well," Ying Wuqiu said calmly, "it's time for the princess to go back to the palace."Only then did Zhao Jingyi know that this man was only willing to cross her for a while, not for the rest of her life.
