Then why did you come to Beirong?
Zhu Luyun subconsciously wanted to ask more questions, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.
She looked straight at the dishevelled Li Xuanzhen, and met his eyes. The expression on her face was the same as before, with a hint of impatience and coldness, but her heart was tightly shrunken.
It was as if I fell from the clouds into the dust, sinking deeper and deeper.
Li Xuanzhen looked at Zhu Luyun and noticed the lingering look in her eyes. He was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly and frowned.
He thought it was over between them when she left.
"Yunniang, I didn't say goodbye to you properly when you left Chang'an."
He had already let it go and couldn't let her misunderstand him.
Zhu Luyun stared at Li Xuanzhen blankly: "You want to say goodbye to me?"
Li Xuanzhen's face was calm, his eyes were sharp, and there was a vague solemn aura around him, forcing her to face his frankness: "Yes, since we have broken up, we should say goodbye properly."
Zhu Luyun's whole body trembled, her face turned pale, and her fingers tightly grasped her sleeves.
Cut it off with one stroke.
He actually wanted to break up with her.
Li Xuanzhen leaned against the earth wall and moved his legs, causing the handcuffs to clang.
"Before your mother died, I promised her that I would take good care of you... I failed your mother's request and failed to take good care of you."
When Zhu Luyun's mother entrusted her to Li Xuanzhen, he was just a teenager.
Although he was wearing armor and charging into battle, looking measured, steady and mature, he was actually just an irritable and gloomy teenager who had not yet gotten over the revenge for his mother.
He looked at the heartbroken Zhu Luyun as if he was looking at himself who had witnessed Tang being burned to death.
The young girl Zhu Luyun burst into tears and looked at him timidly.
Li Xuanzhen looked down at her, as if he was looking down at a young man who was all alone: "I will take good care of you..."
Zhu Luyun will not be as desperate and painful as he is, nor will she be tormented by nightmares every night. She will receive the best care, he will treat her well and tolerate her, and he can give Zhu Luyun everything he once longed for but could never get.
Li Xuanzhen's lips curled up slightly, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips.
He was really too naive back then. He couldn't even take care of himself, so how could he take care of the delicate Zhu Luyun?
All these years, his unprincipled tolerance and forbearance towards her could neither alleviate his guilt towards Tang nor fill the emptiness in his heart.
Once, for a moment, he thought there was someone who could stay by his side, walk into his dark heart, and soothe his pain.
But the next moment, the man who made him forget his hatred stood on tiptoe and pointed happily at Li Zhongqian on the shore: "Brother Changsheng, the one riding the black horse is my brother!"
To this day, Li Xuanzhen still remembers the feeling of his blood freezing bit by bit when these words echoed in his ears.
Cold and painful.
He had just been given hope, and then cruelly torn to pieces in front of him, as if he had finally crawled out of a dark and gloomy cave, and was about to get close to the warm beam of light, but was kicked down hard again.
This time, he kept falling and had no strength to climb out.
But she knew nothing. She looked up at him with her little face, her eyelashes fluttering and her dark eyes filled with smiles.
Li Xuanzhen hated her.
There were so many people who went to Chibi for medical treatment, why did she choose to take care of him? And why did she choose to be Xie Manyuan's daughter?
There was a burst of pain in the wound, and Li Xuanzhen frowned and hissed, waking up from his chaotic memories.
"Yunniang..." he said slowly, "It's better for you to leave Zhongyuan. Li De and the ministers in the court will only use you. Your aunt is your only relative. She truly loves you and has plans for you. You should stay with your aunt in the future and take good care of yourself. She is the one who can take good care of you."
Zhu Luyun couldn't help shaking.
"What about you?" Her voice was also trembling, "What about us?"
"We are gone." Li Xuanzhen looked into her eyes. "You are Yunniang from the Zhu family, and I am Li Xuanzhen, a man from the Han family. From now on, you and I will go our separate ways, and we will no longer have any connection."
Zhu Luyun sat paralyzed outside the cell, motionless and cold.
They had quarreled before, and she always said that she wanted to break up with Li Xuanzhen. He had no way to deal with her, so he held back his anger and comforted her. Although sometimes he would be as cold as he was now, she could feel that this time was different from any previous quarrel.
At this moment, the two glances that Li Xuanzhen cast on her face contained no hatred, only a kind of calmness of complete relief.
He really didn't want her anymore.
Zhu Luyun closed her eyes and tears flowed down.
Li Xuanzhen's voice was calm and unmoved: "After what happened before, Haidu A Ling believes that you have lost your value, so you can live a stable life. This is good for both you and me. In the future, you and your aunt should not interfere in the affairs of the Central Plains, so as not to be used by the Northern Rong people again. After all, the Central Plains is your hometown, and the people are innocent. You should take care of yourselves."
Zhu Luyun heard the hidden meaning in his words.
His words are both a reminder and a warning.
After that, they drew a clear line between themselves and each other. She could no longer influence his decision-making, and Haidu A Ling could no longer threaten him with her. The two sides lived in peace. If she tried to interfere in the affairs of the Central Plains, he would not show mercy to her and his aunt.
Zhu Luyun raised her face, a trace of confusion flashed across her eyes.
She couldn't believe he was so decisive.
She didn't look at his narrow eyes, but instead her gaze wandered around, landing on the handcuffs on his body.
"I'll rescue you, Brother Changsheng..."
Li Xuanzhen sighed and said calmly, "Yunniang, don't call me that anymore."
Zhu Luyun bit her lips tightly.
Li Xuanzhen closed his eyes. "I will try to escape. Don't get involved, or you will implicate your only relative. Yunniang, no matter what happens in the future, just pretend you don't know me."
He was thinking about her, but Zhu Luyun was not happy at all.
He is so cold because he has no feelings for her anymore.
She gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, her expression numb: "You didn't come to Beirong for me... Then who did you come for?"
Thinking of Li Xuanzhen's anxious look just now, her heart was shocked.
Could it be that he came for Li Qiniang?
Impossible, Li Qinniang was his enemy. In order to vent his anger for her, he killed Li Qinniang's puppy, and he also tricked Li Qinniang into marrying for him...
Countless guesses flashed through Zhu Luyun's mind, and any one of them was more convincing to her than Li Qinniang's answer.
Li Xuanzhen frowned slightly and said casually: "Why I came to Beirong is not important."
He looked at Zhu Luyun across the fence.
"Yunniang, take care."
Zhu Luyun looked away, dug her fingertips deep into her palms, was silent for a while, and said, "If I don't help you, my aunt might kill you."
Li Xuanzhen smiled and said, "I have my own plans."
Zhu Luyun stood up, turned her back to him, and said, "You brought me here, not to ask me to save you... You just asked me if I had met Li Qiniang in the royal court. Why did you ask this?"
After not seeing each other for a long time, the first question he asked was about someone else. Is Li Yaoying more important than his safety?
Li Xuanzhen paused.
He wanted to ask Zhu Luyun: How is Qi Niang doing?
Fat or thin?
During the time he was trapped in Beirong, he was chased and intercepted again and again. How desperate and helpless must Qiniang have been at that time?
He didn't need to ask so urgently, but when he thought about the fact that Zhu Luyun had met Li Yaoying not long ago, he couldn't help but ask.
"Yunniang, I'm sorry for her. I want to know if she is doing well."
Zhu Luyun walked out.
Li Qinnan is his sister, so it is reasonable for him to care about her.
He may have come to Beirong for state affairs.
She told herself this over and over again.
…
Zhu Luyun stayed at the horse farm.
The eldest princess was worried, fearing that she would cry and make a fuss about going back to the Central Plains with Li Xuanzhen. Unexpectedly, she was quiet every day and didn't make any noise, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Tali brought meals to Li Xuanzhen every day and informed him of Li Zhongqian's injury.
Zhu Luyun also went to see Li Xuanzhen every day.
Li Xuanzhen did not ask her about Li Yaoying again.
On this day, the eldest princess' husband, the judge, returned to the tent. The eldest princess felt uneasy and ordered her personal soldiers to keep an eye on Zhu Luyun.
The judge did not notice that his wife was worried, and just casually asked if Zhu Luyun had returned.
The princess observed the official's words and expressions and knew that he was very busy with his duties. She thought to herself that she had to find an opportunity to get rid of this hot potato, Li Xuanzhen, as soon as possible.
The judge warned the princess: "You should all stay in your tents recently and don't walk around."
The princess' heart sank, and she nodded in agreement.
The judge took a few pieces of clothing, left in a hurry, and went to the big tent.
…
Some time ago, the Northern Rong were in chaos, and Wakhan Khan almost lost his life in Yizhou. After escaping to Orodo, he took advantage of the situation and stabilized the situation while dispatching troops to subdue the rebellious nobles. Then he annexed more than a dozen tribes that took advantage of the chaos to revolt. After that, he spread the news to make the royal court think that he was dead, luring the royal court to attack.
After waiting for more than a month, the border guards of the royal court behaved well and ignored the Northern Rong's provocations or attempts to show weakness.
The judge reminded Wakhan Khan: "Great Khan, the Buddhist disciples of the royal court have always acted cautiously."
Wakhan Khan snorted coldly and said, "Buddhists are cautious, but those nobles in the royal court are all arrogant. A few years ago, we occupied Futu City and cut off the trade route. Those nobles who operated the caravans suffered a lot of losses. They have been unwilling to accept this and clamored to lead troops to seize Futu City. If it weren't for the pressure from Buddha, those nobles would have taken action long ago! Now the situation is in their favor, they will never be so honest!"
The judge thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps the Buddha would not allow them to send out troops."
Wakhan Khan was greatly disappointed. Could it be that the Buddhist saw that everything was a trap?
He was disappointed in his heart but did not show it on his face. He waited until the situation stabilized and then summoned all his sons to discuss matters in Orudo.
…
In the past few days, princes and royal family members who received the imperial edict have rushed to Orudo one after another.
The judge saw that Wakhan Khan wanted to resolve the dispute between the eldest prince and Haidu Aling, and he was very nervous. He discussed countermeasures with Haidu Aling.
Haidu Aling smiled bitterly and said, "I will just listen to what the Khan says. At worst, I will become a slave to the prince and his men. I will bear this humiliation and I will get my revenge someday!"
The judge nodded in appreciation: "Han Xin can endure the humiliation of being kicked in the crotch. Prince is an extraordinary person. He is an eagle on the grassland and a descendant of wolves. He should be able to endure what ordinary people cannot endure. Prince, remember, you must never confront the Khan."
That night, there was a curfew in Orodu, and the outermost part of the camp was utterly silent.
The princes were summoned to the emperor's tent, where the guards demanded that everyone surrender their weapons.
They looked at each other, swearing as they took off their swords and daggers, with the sound of blunt objects falling to the ground.
The guards searched the princes one by one and lifted the felt curtains.
Wakhan Khan's tent was several times larger than other people's tents. It was covered with felt carpets, and there were lamp stands at the four corners. A dozen torches were burning, and the tent was brightly lit.
Wakhan Khan, wearing a tiger-skin cloak, sat on a leather-wrapped throne. He glanced at his sons with his sharp eyes, his gaze stern and dignified.
The fire was hunting and the atmosphere was heavy.
Wakhan Khan looked at Haidu Aling who was excluded and said, "Aling, you intended to assassinate Jinbo. Do you know that you are guilty?"
Haidu Aling hurriedly stepped out of the crowd, knelt at the feet of the Khan, and said obediently: "I know my crime, please punish me, Khan."
The eldest prince and his men shouted, "He has committed a capital crime!"
"Yes! If he hadn't assassinated Jin Bo and caused such a big incident, how could those tribes dare to rebel? It's all his fault! Father Khan, Aling has committed a capital crime!"
"Exile him to Samar!"
Amid the clamor, Wakhan Khan remained calm and looked at his third son, who was shouting the loudest, and asked, "What do you think we should do with A Ling?"
The third son said without thinking, "We should chop off his head!"
Another prince echoed, "That's too easy for him! Tie him to a horse and let the horse drag him to death!"
Haidu Aling knelt on the ground, respectful and motionless, with a look of guilt on his face.
Wahan Khan said nothing. After his sons finished speaking, he sneered, "A Ling assassinated Jin Bo, and he deserves death..."
The princes showed proud expressions on their faces.
Wakhan Khan suddenly changed the subject and asked, "What about you?"
The princes were stunned.
Wakhan Khan slammed the armrest and glared at everyone: "You set a trap before and wanted to kill A Ling. Do you know your crime?"
The princes looked at each other.
Wakhan Khan looked around and said, "Descendants of the God Wolf would rather die bravely with a knife in hand than shrink back in fear. As princes, you used such a mean method to murder your brothers. You are a disgrace to the wolf clan!"
"If A Ling must be executed, what about you?"
The princes gritted their teeth and knelt down with hatred, still looking somewhat unwilling.
Wakhan Khan sighed and raised his eyelids, "The blood of the divine wolf flows in our bodies."
The flickering firelight reflected on his old face, and his cloudy eyes emitted a similar look.
"Our ancestors came from the deep mountains and glaciers. The tribe once suffered from hunger. When winter came, food was cut off and the old and weak in the tribe died in large numbers. When I was young, the tribe was oppressed and humiliated. Men served as slaves for other tribes and women were insulted by them. My mother froze to death on a winter night after giving birth to my brother because she didn't have a piece of clothing to cover her body and keep out the cold. My brother and I went through many life-threatening situations before we finally expanded the tribe and unified the grassland, allowing our people to have enough food and clothing, own the most abundant pastures, occupy the most fertile land, and select the most fertile women."
"Others called us barbarians and laughed at our barbarity, but their proud civilization could not stop our invasion, and their warriors could not resist our heroic cavalry. They had no choice but to lower their noble heads and submit to us."
"The fat cattle and sheep on the grassland, the tall horses, the rich oasis between the yellow sands, the east flowing with gold... all of these will be our prey. Wherever the iron hooves of the Khanate step on, it will be our territory!"
The torches flickered and the night wind slapped the felt tent.
Wakhan Khan sat on the dark throne, looking at his sons.
"Although I am old, I can still lead troops to fight. I will lead my people to continue the conquest. Only death can stop me."
"What about you? You are in your prime, living a life of luxury and debauchery, enjoying the fruits of others' labor, hunting, singing and dancing with the Guizi Huji, drinking and having fun. You have not yet made any contribution to the prosperity of the Khanate, but you are eager to kill each other and wait to ascend the throne."
He spoke one sentence at a time with a calm tone, as if he was just chatting casually.
To the eldest princes, it sounded like a thunderclap. They lowered their heads in shame, crawled on the carpet, and dared not say a word.
Wakhan Khan glanced over everyone.
"Do you think you can command all tribes just by sitting on the throne?"
"madness!"
"We are a pack of wolves. If you want to be the leader, you must go through a severe fight. The Khanate is made up of tribes, and each tribe has its own chief. I am the Khan of Khans, the chief among all the chiefs. While I am alive, others dare not act rashly. If I die, they will show their claws and fangs and tear your flesh. How can you, a bunch of idiots, be their opponents?"
"Look at you. When Yizhou was besieged by other tribes, which one of you was able to turn the tide? If I had died at that time, your corpses would have been gnawed to pieces!"
"If you want to secure your position as Khan, you must not only suppress your internal opponents, but also deal with external enemies. Who among you is sure that you can defeat the Buddhist disciples of the Royal Court?"
The sons blushed and dared not argue.
Wakhan Khan took a deep breath and signaled to his followers with his eyes.
The personal attendant drew a dozen arrows from his quiver and handed them to the princes.
The princes were confused and stood up. Each of them took a feather arrow in his hand and looked at Wakhan Khan.
Wakhan Khan said, "Break it."
The princes responded by exerting force with their hands and breaking the arrows with a few clicks.
Wakhan Khan nodded his chin towards his attendant.
He personally took out a bundle of feather arrows and placed them on the carpet.
Wahan Khan said: "Come up one by one, and see who can break this bundle of arrows."
The sons looked at the bundle of feather arrows on the ground, understood what was going on, looked at each other, exchanged glances, and looked towards Haidu Aling.
Wakhan Khan said earnestly: "A single arrow is easy to break, but many arrows are hard to break. You are brothers of flesh and blood, and Aling is also your brother. If you can unite as one, why worry that the Khanate will not be strong? By then, from the sea in the east to the mountains in the west, they will all be your territory! If you kill each other, these broken arrows will be your fate!"
The sons came to their senses, their eyes filled with tears, they knelt down and kowtowed, saying: "Father Khan has taught us a lesson, we sons know we were wrong! From now on we will turn over a new leaf and never make the same mistake again!"
Wakhan Khan narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze lingered on each of his sons' faces for a moment, and then waved his hands.
"From this moment on, all the nonsense between you brothers is written off. From now on, you must unite as one and remember your identities. You are the descendants of the God Wolf. Do not bring shame to your descendants!"
"If anyone dares to harm my brothers again, I will execute him myself!"
Everyone responded in a deep voice, swore and cursed, then left.
Wahan Khan said: "A Ling stay."
Haidu Aling froze, crawled to the Khan's feet, and cried, "The Khan has been so kind to me, and I have no way to repay him. If killing me can appease the anger of the princes, I am willing to kill myself to repay the Khan for his kindness in raising me!"
Wakhan Khan looked down at him and raised an eyebrow.
"A Ling, none of my sons are as good as you. If they could be as flexible as you, I wouldn't have to worry so much."
Haidu Aling was sweating profusely.
Wahan Khan leaned back on the throne and said calmly, "A Ling, have you ever thought about why we should march westward when we have unified the grassland? I have been defeated by the Buddhist disciples of the royal court time and time again, why do I still insist on conquering the royal court?"
Haidu A Ling considered and said, "Because the royal court is rich."
Wakhan Khan shook his head: "No, I attacked the royal court because I had no choice."
Haidu Aling was stunned.
Wakhan Khan sighed, "We are a tribe on horseback. We don't know how to grow food, we can't weave fine cloth, we don't know how to run a business, and we don't have a prosperous capital. When the food is gone, we rob and force other tribes to hand over their food. We conquer by force and demand that they provide for our tribe. When the boys grow up to be men, we go to other tribes to rob women to be his wives. Over the years, we have conquered one tribe after another and have been invincible, but we don't know how to govern a country, let alone support a powerful empire."
Although the Northern Rong seems strong now, it is actually in crisis and there are many conflicts within the royal family.
That is why the nobles rebelled this time.
"A Ling, the only way to ease the conflict and get through the crisis is to keep on conquering, just like a wolf, which must keep hunting to survive. Once it loses its claws and fangs, it will be close to death."
Wakhan Khan leaned over and looked at Haidu Aling.
If the Northern Rong want to continue to grow, the person who succeeds the Khan must be full of fighting spirit, ambitious, ruthless, and have a long-term vision.
His sons were not capable of shouldering such a heavy responsibility, and even if they ascended the throne, they would die in the struggles among the nobles.
Wakhan Khan patted Haidu Aling on the shoulder and said: "Aling, if you want to be the Great Khan, you must have a long-term vision. Don't be like Jinbo and others. You are destined to be the leader of the wolf and the eagle. They will follow you and be loyal to you. Together with you, they will make the Khanate stronger. In the future, your name will surely spread across the entire grassland."
Haidu Aling raised his head in disbelief, his eyes red and his muscles bulging.
Wakhan Khan nodded and said, "Although I suppressed the rebellion this time, the small countries that surrendered to us are ready to make a move and want to attack us. We have little food and grass left, so we must win a big victory as soon as possible to win the hearts of the people. I heard that the regent of the royal court, Sultan, has died, and the royal nobles are short-sighted. They took the opportunity to force the Buddhist son to give up power. It is a good opportunity for us to attack the royal court again."
Haidu Aling's blood boiled: "I want to be the vanguard of the Khan!"
He added, "Sultan Gu is dead, and the Buddhist has lost his right-hand man. The royal family and the nobles have been at odds with him for a long time, and the Buddhist must be in a difficult situation."
Wakhan Khan sneered, "If it weren't for the Buddha, I would have conquered the Holy City all these years! I really admire him. It's a pity that he will die at the hands of the royal family sooner or later. Sultan Gu was a martial arts expert, but he died a violent death. It must have been the work of the royal family."
The royal court was plagued by many problems, and it was all up to the Buddha's son to save the situation. In the future, he would either die in internal strife, or be dragged to death by the powerful families who pretended to obey his orders but secretly disobeyed them.
Haidu Aling sighed: "The Khan is wise!"
The fire in the tent flickered as the two men discussed how to raid the royal court until dawn.
Haidu Aling left the tent.
A gust of wind blew in his face and he shivered, realizing that his clothes were soaked with sweat.
The judge was right. After the turmoil, the Northern Rong were on the verge of collapse and could fall apart at any time. The most important thing the Khan needed to do now was to stabilize the people's hearts. The more honest he was, the more reluctant the Wakhan Khan would be to kill him.
For now, he had to endure it. When the Khan grew old and his position was stable, he could take action against the eldest prince and others.
Haidu Aling raised the corner of his mouth, and strode towards his tent in the bright morning light.
…
Soon, the news that the eldest prince, the second prince and several others had reconciled with Haidu Aling spread throughout Orudo.
For several days in a row, people in the camp often saw the brothers drinking and chatting in front of the campfire, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
Wakhan Khan was very pleased and ordered his army to march out.
The princess immediately called her personal guards and asked them to mix Li Xuanzhen among the slaves.
The guard went to the dungeon to pick up the person. After a while, he rushed out in a panic: "The person is missing!"
The eldest princess was furious and took people to the dungeon to check in person. As expected, the dungeon was empty except for a pair of handcuffs.
"Where's Yunniang?"
Zhu Luyun was brought over, and her eyes widened when she saw the empty cell.
The princess was surprised and asked, "Don't you know that Li Xuanzhen ran away? Didn't you help him escape?"
Zhu Luyun shook her head, her expression blank.
…
At this time, on the snowy field not far from the horse farm, Li Xuanzhen, wearing an animal skin jacket, mixed in with the tribal slaves who were carrying felt tents, leather, and iron pots. When a Northern Rong soldier rode by and urged the slaves to speed up, he lowered his head, pulled down his felt hat to cover his face, and pushed a sheep-horn cart full of felt cloth.
On the rickshaw, Li Zhongqian lay between thick felt cloths, coughing softly.
Li Xuanzhen caught up with the Beirong soldiers, pushed the cart, and ran away.
A few days ago, he observed the troop deployment of Wakhan Khan and suspected that the Khan wanted to attack small countries or tribes in the west.
The royal court is to the west.
Li Xuanzhen had nowhere to go at the time, so he simply hid in the Ya Court and recuperated with the princess. When Li Zhongqian recovered from his injury, they mixed into the army and set out with the army. Not only could they avoid being hunted down, they also had no fear of getting lost again. They could also spy on military intelligence and warn the royal court. It would be best if they could seize the opportunity to kill Haidu Aling.
The wind and snow hit my face and the cold penetrated my bones.
Li Xuanzhen didn't feel cold at all, and waves of heat were flowing through his body.
He was going to find her.
…
Thousands of miles away is the royal court.
The cold wind howled all night, and the next morning, the sky cleared up. The snow in front of the courtyard was white, and the gorgeous morning glow shone obliquely on the snow, sparkling and dazzling.
Yaoying was awakened by the fluttering sound of wings in front of the window and quickly got up to open the door.
Black Eagle Gold General swooped into the room, raised his head, and pecked her affectionately.
Yao Ying caressed General Jin, fed him dried meat, took out the letter brought back by General Jin, read it, raised the corners of her mouth, quickly washed up, put on her boots, and went to Wang Temple to see Tanmaragha.
It was still early, but the monks in the temple had already finished their morning prayers. Tanmaraka attended the prayer after the morning prayers, and the front of the temple was already crowded with people of all ages, men and women.
The little sister who knew Yaoying gave up her seat to her. She stood on tiptoe and looked inside through the gap.
The temple was filled with the fragrance of agarwood. Tanmarajiva, wearing a snow-white monk's robe with gold patterns, stood in front of the temple, holding a gilded incense stick. He looked solemn and surrounded by monks, who were reciting scriptures together. The believers who were waiting in front of the temple came forward one after another and saluted him respectfully. He tapped the believers with the incense stick in his hand, and the believers were so excited that they trembled all over. Some of them were so weak that they could not move for a long time and were helped down by others.
Yaoying watched outside for a while and wanted to go out. She waited on the road leading back to the meditation room. Someone pushed her from behind, and she swayed a few times. She fell headfirst into the crowd of believers waiting in line and almost fell.
When she stood firm, she found herself being pushed to the front of the team. Hundreds of eyes in front of the hall were all fixed on her. Some were angry, some were surprised, and some were faintly disgusted, as if they wanted to pierce her into a sieve.
Prajna and Yuanjue, who were standing in the corner to maintain order, stared at Yaoying with wide eyes in surprise: Can't the princess wait a little longer?
Yao Ying felt guilty for a moment and moved aside. Just as she was about to leave, a cold voice was heard in front of the Buddhist temple.
"Come here."
Dozens of people inside and outside the palace gasped in unison.
This was the first time that the Buddhist called on believers to come forward.
The gazes that fell on Yao Ying became like knives, extremely sharp.
Yao Ying was also stunned for a moment, turned around, and walked step by step to Tanmarajiva under everyone's gaze. She imitated the person in front of her, put her hands together, and saluted him.
She walked with dignity, had a pretty face, and a pious attitude. There was no trace of laughter on her face, and her salute was graceful and skillful. The eyes of the people around her gradually softened when they looked at her.
Tanmarajiva looked at Yaoying with a clear gaze and tapped her forehead lightly with the incense stick in his hand.
Yao Ying raised her head and smiled at him apologetically, her eyes curved into a pair of crescents, as if she was being a little coquettish.
Tanmarajika looked away, and out of the corner of his eye he saw her retreat with the others, without raising the incense stick in her hand.
The next believer waited a while.
The face of the deity Tanmarajiva was still solemn and calm, as if he was calm and relaxed.