Wen Yu's words caused everyone present to fall into strange silence for a moment.
Didn't you just fall asleep?
Wen Yu patted Jiang Qi's shoulder and said, "Time flies by so fast. It's over before I even had enough sleep."
Jiang Qi coughed lightly and said, "Princess, it's not over yet."
The emperor held his forehead and laughed, "Since my sister is awake, please come with me to see Master Mingjing."
Wen Yu's eyes, which had been a little tired, suddenly became much clearer after hearing this.
She stroked her chin and asked, "Master Mingjing? Isn't he not in the temple?"
The abbot replied, "Princess, Mingjing has returned to the temple."
The emperor waved to Wen Yu: "Let's go?"
Wen Yu was still very interested in Master Mingjing, but she was somewhat reluctant to let go of Jiang Qi's shoulder, which was an excellent pillow and extremely stable.
She couldn't even imagine how happy she would be if she had a shoulder like this on the bus.
Wen Yu supported herself on Jiang Qi's shoulders and stood up, but because she had been sitting cross-legged for too long, her legs and feet became numb and she became unsteady on her feet, and was about to fall back onto the mat.
Jiang Qi subconsciously went to catch Wen Yu who was about to fall. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist and pulled her gently, and Wen Yu fell into his arms.
The two looked at each other, and Jiang Qi stared at Wen Yu in a daze.
Wen Yu curled the corners of her lips, put her arm lazily on his shoulders, and curved her eyes: "Thank you, Lord Jiang, you are so agile, I didn't even react, and you pulled me into your arms."
Jiang Qi: ...
He came to his senses and as if he had been scalded, he immediately withdrew his hands from Wen Yu's waist and put them stiffly behind his back.
The ministers who witnessed it with their own eyes: …
emperor:……
"Sister, are you still not leaving?"
Wen Yu looked at Jiang Qi, whose ears were red, and chuckled. After the numbness in her legs subsided, she stood up leisurely and left the Buddhist temple with the emperor.
Jiang Qi's arms suddenly felt empty, and a sense of loss surged in his heart.
After the emperor left, the ministers standing by were obviously much more relaxed and no longer tense.
"Master Jiang." The minister who was originally sitting next to Jiang Qi and then moved gave him a thumbs up, "You are this!"
Jiang Qi: ...
Another minister boldly asked the question in his heart: "Did you and the princess... have sex?"
Jiang Qi: ...
"Master Jiang, you are so brave. I gasped for you just now! Didn't you see the emperor's expression just now? I can't understand it!"
The emperor at that time was just speechless. This lame pretend fall was not even as good as those concubines in his harem.
At this time Wen Yu had something to say. Her legs were really numb, but not to the extent that she would fall, so it couldn't be said that she was pretending to fall!
"Master Jiang, please tell me, are you and the princess... um?"
Jiang Qi closed his eyes expressionlessly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
Seeing this, the ministers couldn't help but cast their eyes on Yue Lingfeng.
After all, this Shengjing Prefecture Prime Minister was personally certified by the princess.
But Yue Lingfeng and Jiang Qi were the same, both had their eyes closed, and there was nothing unusual on their faces.
At this time, Lin Yuzhi spoke up, his tone somewhat cold: "What is the crime for talking about the princess behind her back?"
Ministers: ...
"I know I was wrong."
Everyone fell silent and dared not say anything more.
But in my heart, I was thinking, the Prime Minister still dislikes the princess so much...
Lin Yuzhi opened his eyes, a little distracted, not knowing what he was thinking about, and after a moment he slowly closed them again.
On the other side, the abbot led the emperor, Wen Yu and his party through many Zen temples and finally came to a remote and quiet bamboo forest.
Wen Yu looked at the familiar bamboo forest, blinked, and then exchanged a glance with Liu Chun.
Isn't this the place where Bajie roasts chicken?
The abbot led them deeper and deeper, and after many twists and turns for a long time, a ray of light finally appeared in front of them.
It turns out that there is a small Zen temple hidden behind the bamboo forest.
The abbot put his palms together and said: "Amitabha, Your Majesty, please."
The emperor pushed the door open and walked in with Wen Yu.
Crunch——
A silhouette of a man wearing a gray robe embroidered with gold and a string of golden Buddhist beads tied around his waist suddenly came into view.
The legendary Master Mingjing was sitting at the stone table in the yard, playing chess alone.
When he heard the sound of the door being pushed open, his chess pieces did not stop, and he was still immersed in his own chess game.
The emperor walked up and sat opposite Mingjing. He did not interrupt him, but looked at the chess game in front of him thoughtfully. After a moment, a hint of interest appeared in his eyes.
Wen Yu looked at Qingming Jing's profile, raised her eyebrows, and sat down at the stone table, staring at him with her chin in her hand.
Well, this appearance is very much like Bajie.
At this moment, Mingjing's arm that was about to hit Baizi was suddenly grabbed by Wen Yu.
The next second, his chin was also lifted by Wen Yu, and a teasing voice sounded: "Master Mingjing?"
emperor:???
He brought the imperial sister here only to let her meet the famous and enlightened monk of Dasheng. She would definitely benefit a lot from talking with him, and he did not have any other extra thoughts.
Who would have thought that the Imperial Sister would be so fierce? !
Mingjing's chin was lifted up, and her entire face fell clearly into Wen Yu's eyes.
He has the same appearance as Monk Bajie, with narrow and long eyes that slant upward and light lips. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a replica of him.
The only difference is that there is no red mole between his eyebrows.
But the red mole on Bajie was fake, it just happened to match.
Mingjing clasped his hands together, without a trace of panic on his face. His eyes were full of purity and compassion, and he had a sense of solemnity that was detached from this world.
This is completely different from the greedy and talkative monk Bajie.
But are there really such coincidences in the world?
The place where Bajie roasts chicken is located is in the bamboo forest not far away. It is said that Mingjing, who was not in the temple, has returned today and looks exactly like Bajie.
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