The wheels rolled and the carriage came over.

Yao Ying glanced at the gorgeous and shining colored glass, coral, giant clam, red pearl, and agate on the carriage, which symbolized the seven treasures of Buddhism, and then looked at the broken fruits on the ground. She stood still and whispered, "Master, I'm fine."

Tanmaraka also stood there motionless, holding the beads in his hand.

There was a mess between the two of them, and a breeze blew past them, in front of the eaves of the carriage, and Luan Dingling.

There was the sound of footsteps, and the guard came back holding Yaoying's dropped boots, "Princess, I found it."

Tanmarajiva lifted her eyelids, raised her hand towards the guards, and gently shook the beads.

The guards were stunned.

Another burst of hurried footsteps was heard, and the tall figure of Li Zhongqian appeared at the corner. He walked quickly towards Yao Ying, glanced at the boots in the guard's hand, walked over and stretched out his hand.

The guard held the boots in his hands, looked at Tanmarajiva with a calm face, then looked at Li Zhongqian with a gloomy expression, his eyes widened, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

The atmosphere stagnated for a moment.

Li Zhongqian frowned slightly and looked at Tanmarajiva, raised his eyes slightly, looked at him calmly, and opened his big hands.

"Bring it here."

He urged the guards in a deep voice.

The guard quickly handed him the boots.

Li Zhongqian took the boots, walked to Yaoying, squatted down, and put on the boots for her.

"Everyone has dispersed. Let's go back first. Is there anyone injured?"

Yao Ying shook her head, put on her boots, smoothed her messy hair, and impatiently pulled Li Zhongqian forward a few steps, saying with a smile: "Brother, wait a minute, this is the Dharma Master Tanmo who has been so kind to me."

Having said this, he turned and looked at Tanmarajiva.

"Mage, I found my brother!"

He had prayed for her, hoping that she could be reunited with her brother as soon as possible. Now that she had found her brother, even if the incident with Modanga had not happened, she hoped to bring Li Zhongqian to see him.

Tanmarajiva stared at Yaoying.

Her clothes were dirty, her hair was disheveled, and she looked a little unruly, but there was no shame in her eyes. Her face was bright and her eyebrows and eyes were filled with happy smiles, like stars twinkling in the sky, dazzling and eye-catching.

He had rarely seen her laugh so easily and happily, and he had never seen her be so intimate with anyone.

She was so happy that the riot just now was just a trivial matter to her, which would be blown away by the wind.

She was not even eighteen yet, still in her prime, and that was as it should be.

The river and the sky are one color, the bright moon is shining brightly, and the rippling waves are shining brightly.

Those heavy pressures and bitter past should be far away from her.

Yao Ying held Li Zhongqian's arm with a smile on her face.

Li Zhongqian smiled, looked down at her, and brushed the dust in her hair with his fingers. He felt Tanmarajiva's gaze fixed on Yaoying's face for a long time. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. He raised his head and met Tanmarajiva's cold gaze.

He bowed and said solemnly: "My sister was coveted by villains and was stranded in the royal court. Fortunately, she was protected by the magician and was able to escape. I am deeply grateful and have no way to repay you."

Tanmaraka came to his senses and said, "It is not as good as the princess's kindness to me. If the princess hadn't saved me, I would not have been able to help. It is the result of fate, and all dharmas are empty."

Yao Ying smiled.

Li Zhongqian smiled and said, "The Master is just as my sister said, with profound Buddhist teachings and a kind heart. I just arrived at the royal court, and I saw along the way that the royal court is rich, peaceful, and the Master is respected by the people and has a great reputation. Rumors have spread because he is protecting my sister. My sister feels guilty and I am also worried. I came to the Holy City to thank the Master in person for his great kindness and to express my gratitude, and also to resolve the matter of the Modanga girl..."

He paused and said meaningfully, "So as not to tarnish the reputation of the mage, and to prevent something like today from happening again."

The more devout the believers are, the more fanatical they will be when they become crazy. Once incited, they can do anything. The longer Li Yaoying stays in the royal court, the more dangerous she will be.

They would not allow her to actually desecrate their God.

On the way to the holy city, Li Zhongqian observed carefully. No matter whether the towns he passed through were prosperous or sparsely populated, there were Buddhist temples almost everywhere, and offerings were set up in the herdsmen's tents. The more the people revered the Buddha, the more they could not accept that the Buddha who brought them peace was too closely involved with a Han woman.

Of course, they would not show anything in front of the Buddha, and all their hatred would only fall on Yao Ying.

Tanmarajiva and Li Zhongqian looked at each other, their eyes as calm as deep wells.

"good."

He held the Buddhist beads and spoke softly.

A light word can be as heavy as a ton of gold.

After she left, she sent a letter back saying that once she found her brother, she would declare that she was no longer obsessed with him as agreed.

He knew this day would come.

Yaoying stood aside and shivered slightly. The juice from the melon juice soaked through her clothes and stuck to her body. The wind blew and she felt chilly.

Li Zhongqian noticed it immediately and said, "My sister is not feeling well and is a little inconvenient. I will take her back first and then go to Wang Temple to see the monk."

Yaoying thought about it and said nothing.

It would be difficult for her to go directly to Wangsi wearing this.

Bi Su, who had been watching from the sidelines, saw this and stepped forward, smiling and saying, "The carriages and horses are ready. Princess and your brother should go to the Wang Temple together. After what happened today, there may be someone hiding in the alleys, hoping to cause trouble for you. Princess, you'd better be cautious."

Yao Ying looked hesitant.

Bi Suo said, "The courtyard where the princess lived is cleaned every day. The princess and your brother can stay there temporarily, and your brother can also see where the princess lived for a year."

Yao Ying was slightly startled and looked at Tanmarajiva, whose face had a calm expression.

Li Zhongqian hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement. He wanted to see where Yaoying lived.

As they prepared to leave, Bi Suo asked Yao Ying to go first, but Li Zhong Qian declined, saying, "The Master is the King of the Royal Court. My sister and I dare not go with the Master. Please go first."

Bi Suo narrowed his eyes.

Tanmarajiva turned around and signaled the guards with his eyes. The guards walked up to Yao Ying holding a clean white robe.

He turned to look at her: "Put it on."

Don't get sick.

After saying this, he turned and left, his crimson cassock shining with sunlight and a cool glow.

…

After Tanmarajiva left in the carriage, Yaoying and Li Zhongqian found a quiet place and waited for a while. When they thought no one noticed them, they went to Wang Temple.

Yao Ying was wearing a white robe and a veil on her face, and this time neither the guards nor the civilians recognized her.

Li Zhongqian stared at her white robe with golden curlicues for a while and asked, "Does the Buddhist treat you well?"

Yao Ying nodded: "The Master treats me very well."

"Did he..." Li Zhongqian hesitated to speak.

Yao Ying: "Is there anything?"

Li Zhongqian smiled and said, "Nothing."

He watched Yaoying grow up. She would never laugh at the young men who admired her, but she would not get close to anyone either. At the banquet, the young men tried every means to get close to her, but she smiled generously, politely and courteously, and had a kind of unattainable and clear temperament.

She would only be playful and naughty, and act coquettishly in front of the person she likes.

In her entire life, except for her brother, Li Zhongqian had never seen her treat any man as intimately and trustingly as she did with Fuzi, as if they had known each other for a long time.

Although she and Fozi had not said anything just now, their eye contact and her involuntary and different kind of intimacy with him were clearly revealed in her every move.

And the Buddha's attention to her was a little strange.

For some reason, Li Zhongqian suddenly thought of Li Xuanzhen.

Li Xuanzhen risked his life to escort him to the royal court to reunite with Yao Ying, not just because of guilt. The man was gloomy, stubborn, and unpredictable. After helping the Western Army to recapture Guazhou, he would definitely come back to find Yao Ying.

Li Zhongqian felt a little depressed.

Fuzi was an accomplished monk, and Yaoying admired him very much. Perhaps she was worrying too much and was overthinking.

The guards led them to avoid the crowd, bypass the royal temple through the alley, and come to the courtyard where Yaoying lived.

The courtyard is lush and green, with clusters of crystal clear grapes hanging down from the grape racks. The long corridor in the courtyard is spotlessly clean, and the earthen walls are decorated with ventilated flower windows, making it bright and tidy.

Yaoying walked around the courtyard and found that all the furnishings were the same as when she left. Even the scriptures she had not finished reading were kept as they were, spread out on the desk with weights on the corners.

The servant said, "General Ashina ordered us to come here every day to clean up."

Yaoying laughed, and Bisu was really considerate.

She took Li Zhongqian to see the house where she lived, and told him what she did every day, where her personal soldiers lived, and which mark on the wall was left accidentally during a martial arts competition by her personal soldiers.

Li Zhongqian listened quietly, and finally rubbed Yaoying's head.

He was relieved to know that she was living well in Wangsi.

Yao Ying said, "Brother, the Buddhist disciple is really good to me. The Tanmo family and the Han people have a deep hatred, but he still protects me. If I ruin his reputation, the people of the royal court will naturally hate me. What happened today has nothing to do with the Buddhist disciple."

"Are you afraid that I will vent my anger on you?" Li Zhongqian narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and snorted, "When I was not by your side, someone was so kind to you and took such good care of you. I was so happy that I was only grateful to him. How could I vent my anger on him?"

Yao Ying raised her eyebrows and shook Li Zhongqian's arm: "I'm not worried about that. I'm just worried that you'll be unhappy for me. Brother, I don't care at all about those people's scolding, and you shouldn't take it to heart either."

Li Zhongqian's expression softened a little. "Don't worry, this is the royal court. I won't conflict with those civilians."

The brother and sister changed their clothes, and their personal soldiers came to report that the caravan had arrived. Large carts loaded with silk, brocade, satin, Buddhist scriptures, statues, exquisite porcelain and tea were heading towards the royal temple.

Li Zhongqian nodded: "It is better to do it today than to wait for a day. Let's get it done today."

…

One after another, large carts loaded with goods appeared outside the Wangsi Gate, forming a long line, and the entire street was filled with the sound of camel bells.

Prajna took the thick gift list handed to her by Lao Qi and ran into the meditation room to report.

"Your Majesty, Princess Wen Zhao's brother, Mr. Xie, sent a thank-you gift. There are all their carriages outside the temple gate!"

Tanmaraka took the gift list.

There was a constant sound of footsteps outside the corridor. The abbot, vinaya masters, and elders of the Wang Temple all rushed over and gathered outside the meditation room to put pressure on Tanmaragha.

Before this, seeing that the one-year agreement was about to expire, they hinted to Tanmarajiva to announce that Modanga's daughter should leave the temple, but Raja ignored it.

The monks discussed privately and murmured: Could it be that the legends among the people, such as "The king imprisoned Princess Wen Zhao in the royal temple and made her his concubine" have come true?

Otherwise, why did the king delay?

A few days ago, the little nun who was sweeping the courtyard quietly revealed a piece of news: the king went to the courtyard where Princess Wen Zhao lived and stayed there for more than two hours!

The monks were worried and wanted to find Princess Wen Zhao to persuade her to leave on her own and not to stay. However, the courtyard was guarded by the Guards, so they couldn't see Princess Wen Zhao at all and could only worry secretly.

There was a commotion in the square today. Princess Wen Zhao's brother descended from the sky and came in person to take the princess back to the Central Plains. The monks were overjoyed and took action immediately after hearing the news.

Buddhists cannot delay any longer. Today, we must give an explanation to the people of the world.

In the Zen room, the smoke of incense is thin and the fragrance of a stove of agarwood is lingering quietly.

Tanmarajika put down the gold-plated gift list.

There were piles of bamboo slips on the desk, one side was official documents, and the other side was advice from monks and court officials urging him to announce that Princess Wen Zhao left the temple.

The guard reported: "Your Majesty, Mr. Xie and Princess Wen Zhao are outside seeking an audience."

Tanmaraka was silent for a while.

"Xuan."

After a while, the brother and sister walked into the meditation room side by side.

Yao Ying saw the small table that she often used at the side of Tanmarajiva, greeted him, and walked over subconsciously.

"Ming Yue Nu."

Li Zhongqian called her and motioned for her to sit next to him.

She retracted her legs, sat down with Li Zhongqian, and smiled at Tanmarajiva, who was sitting upright with a solemn appearance.

Tanmarajiva looked indifferent.

Li Zhongqian said straight to the point: "Buddha, please be merciful. My sister has caused you a lot of trouble this year. Now that the one-year period has expired, my brother and I can no longer trouble you. I am here today to formally take my sister out of the temple. I will never forget your kindness and will never be able to repay you. Today I can only express my gratitude. If you have any assignments in the future, I will definitely not refuse."

After saying this, Yao Ying couldn't help but look up at him.

When did he speak so politely?

Li Zhongqian looked at Tanmaragha.

Tanmarajiva raised his eyes and said, "Duke Wei, you are too kind."

His eyes fell on Yao Ying.

Yaoying was also looking at him, and their eyes met, and she blinked at him.

Tanmaraka looked at her and said word by word: "Princess, you have been kind to me...Princess, you will always be my guest."

Visitors from afar must eventually leave.

There were footsteps at the door, and Prajna stood outside and said, "King, the ceremony is ready."

Tanmaraka said nothing.

Prajna thought he hadn't heard her, so she repeated, "Your Majesty, the ceremony in the main hall is ready, and all the monks have gathered in the main hall. The abbot would like to ask your instructions. Can we start now?"

Li Zhongqian looked at Tanmarajiva for a while.

Tanmarajiva lowered her eyes and stood up.

"Start now."

Li Zhongqian and Yao Ying stood up as well, and the group walked in silence through the quiet corridor, through the towering pagoda forest, and down the long and gentle stairs. When they were almost at the main hall, Prajna signaled Li Zhongqian to follow him and took him to the Buddhist temple from another entrance.

Yao Ying nodded to Li Zhongqian, indicating that everything was fine.

He walked away with a frown on his face: "If anything happens, call me loudly."

"It's okay, brother."

Yao Ying watched Li Zhongqian leave, then looked up at Tanmarajiva who was walking in front of her, quickened her pace and followed him, saying, "Master, I'm tired, can I take a rest?"

Tanmarajiva stopped in his tracks and looked down at her.

Yaoying looked up at him eagerly.

Tanmaraka stopped and glanced at the guards following behind him.

The guard understood, stepped back a few steps and stood still.

Yao Ying exhaled, leaned against the railing and fanned herself, "Master, you should sit down and rest for a while."

Tanmarajiva stood with his hands folded, gazing into the distance at the forest of pagodas bathed in brilliant golden light.

He is the one who is tired.

She looked normal and didn't look tired at all.

"I'm fine."

He said softly.

Yaoying glanced at the hem of his cassock. Through the cassock, she couldn't tell whether his leg was feeling better, but she noticed that his movements were a little slow when he went down the stairs just now.

"Master has to preside over ceremonies every day these days, so he needs to rest more..."

She smiled at him.

"The mage is tired today. He is so busy and has to deal with my affairs... If you solve this problem of mine as soon as possible, the mage can be cleaner in the future."

Tanmarajiva stared at the pointed stupa high up on the pagoda.

"Princess is never a problem."

He suddenly said.

Yao Ying was startled and looked up at Tanmarajiva. He stood in front of the railing, his green eyes were deep and clear, his eyes were bright, his facial features were as sharp as a knife, his crimson cassock was full of wind, his sleeves were fluttering, and the half of his shoulder exposed was well-proportioned. Under the golden light of the setting sun, it exuded a glossy wheat-colored luster. For the first time, the wide cassock clearly outlined his tall figure.

He is the monarch of the royal court and the Buddhist of the royal temple.

The little nun came over and reported: "King, everything is ready."

Tanmaraka grunted and turned away.

Yaoying got up and followed him, sighing secretly. She wanted him to rest for a while, but she didn't expect that he didn't relax for a moment.

The hall was filled with incense and smoke, and monks were standing densely in front of the hall, but not a single cough was heard. There was deathly silence and the atmosphere was solemn and dignified.

Yaoying lowered her head and walked into the hall from the main entrance. Hundreds of sharp eyes suddenly flooded over like a tide. She walked forward calmly, put her hands together, saluted, and knelt on the cushion.

Whispering sounds were heard from the other side of the alley, and the monks made way for them. Tanmarajiva entered the hall surrounded by the guards and sat on a high platform, looking down at the people below with a stern expression.

The abbot rang the bronze bell, and all the monks looked at Yao Ying with their eyes wide open.

One person shouted:

"Idiot, can you stop being obsessed with Buddha?!"

Yao Ying clasped his hands together and bowed, "I have completely given up all delusions."

"really?"

Yao Ying said: "I was obsessed with this before, but after studying the scriptures, my mind has been opened and my heart has been untied."

The monk asked, "Are you willing to shave your head, become a monk, and take refuge in the Buddha?"

Yao Ying said: "Disciple is reluctant to leave the world."

The monk sneered: "You practice Samadhi to get out of the dust. If you don't get rid of lust, you can't get out of the dust. Since you don't want to shave your head and become a monk, leave the temple immediately from today and take care of yourself in the future."

Yao Ying agreed and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

After resolving this one-year agreement, Tanmarajiva would no longer have to bear the stigma of those who tolerated her.

The burden in her heart was lifted, and she was about to stand up when suddenly there was a burst of surprised discussions in the hall, gasps one after another, and the gazes cast on her suddenly became more severe, as if a force of ten thousand pounds was pressing down on her, making her feel as if she couldn't breathe.

Yao Ying was confused, raised her head and was stunned.

A shadow descended, enveloping her completely. Tanmaraka walked down the platform for some unknown reason, walked up to her step by step, and looked down at her with his emerald eyes as calm as a deep pool.

Yao Ying's scalp tingled when she was looked at by him. She couldn't help but hold her breath, and her fingers trembled slightly.

The monks looked around in confusion.

The abbot frowned and gestured to Yaoying: "Princess Wen Zhao, you can leave now..."

Yaoying looked at Tanmarajiva.

It was so quiet in front of the hall that you could hear a pin drop.

Tanmarajiva stared at Yaoying for a long while, there seemed to be an undercurrent surging in his eyes, but after a while, it disappeared completely, and he was as calm as an ancient well.

He just looked at her in silence, and after a moment, turned and left.

The monks chanted scriptures together, the sound of Sanskrit was loud, and the whole hall was filled with the sound of bells and chimes.

The little sister cheered softly.

The news that Lady Modanga had left the temple quickly spread throughout the temple.

Outside the palace gate, Li Zhongqian, who was standing with his personal soldiers, looked at Tanmarajiva's back. His pupils suddenly shrank and his brows wrinkled.

…

Tanmaraka returned to the meditation room.

He walked calmly at first. When he returned to the courtyard, where only his confidants were around him, he began to stagger. When he stepped onto the stone steps, he staggered and almost fell.

Bi Suo thought something was wrong and took him back to his room. It was a hot summer day and his wrist was cold.

The doctor rushed over, gave Tanmarajiva acupuncture and helped him regulate his breathing.

He was busy until it got dark, and then Tanmarajiva's complexion looked a little better.

The doctor muttered, "Didn't I tell you to keep the king in a good mood?"

Without saying a word, Bisa sent the doctor away and covered Tanmaraka with a thin blanket. The sleeping man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him straight.

"Ming Yue Nu."

He said softly, his eyes blank.

Bisha was stunned.

At this time, there were several knocks on the door, and Prajna brought in a letter and a box: "General, this is from the commander-in-chief of the Western Army."

"Where did the Western Army commander come from?"

Bi Su took the letter and saw the familiar handwriting on the envelope. She was stunned for a moment and then jumped up.

"Where are the people?"

Prajna said blankly: "He was just sent in. He should be outside the Wang Temple."

Bi Suo rushed out of the royal temple and rode a fast horse to catch up with the person who had just delivered the letter: "Commander-in-chief of the Western Army, please stay!"

Several strong horses stopped, and the people on horseback turned their heads. Their black hair was as black as lacquer, and they were bright and dazzling. "General?"

Bi Su stared at her for a long time.

so it is.

From today on, she is no longer Princess Wen Zhao who was taken in and protected by the Buddhist disciples, but the commander-in-chief of the Western Army who is allied with the royal court. All the insults will not be thrown at the Buddhist disciples.

She was thinking about Luo Jia.

Yao Ying asked tentatively: "Is it inappropriate for me to write to the Buddhist disciple as the commander-in-chief of the Western Army?"

Bi Su smiled and shook her head: "Princess, please follow me into the temple."

Yao Ying looked hesitant.

Bi Suo said, "The king is ill."

Yao Ying frowned slightly, turned her horse around.

The author has something to say: Colored glass, coral, giant clam, red pearl, agate: some of the seven treasures of Buddhism. The seven treasures translated in different scriptures are different, so refer to one of them.

"You practice Samadhi to get out of dust and labor. If lust is not eliminated, dust cannot be eliminated." This quote is from Buddhist scriptures and should not appear in this region and background in the text.