Mingjing was indeed helpless towards Wen Yu.
He thought he was thick-skinned and invincible; after all, this was the result of years of hard work in the world.
Who knows that there are always people better than you, there are always higher mountains than you, there are always people stronger than you, and the devil is always stronger than the one you are good at.
He could not get anything good out of Wen Yu's situation, and it could even be said that he was suppressed to death.
Ming Jing held it in for a long time, manually reinforced the red mole on his forehead, and finally warned: "You should avoid walking near water in the future."
Then he ran away. Wen Yu poked her head out the door and could only see his clothes blown up by the wind and the golden Buddhist beads hanging from his waist.
Liu Chun sighed, "Princess, it turns out that not everyone can be a master."
When Wen Yu returned to the Zen temple, the three people in the temple had already finished listening to the sutras for the day.
For some reason, they gathered at the stone table again in silence. Although silent, there was an inexplicable harmony between them.
But once you open your mouth, this harmony may disappear in an instant.
Seeing Wen Yu coming back, the three of them stood up and saluted.
Wen Yu glanced at Yue Lingfeng and Jiang Qi and gave them a thumbs up: "I'm a little tired today, so I decided to show you two how good I am in bed."
Yue Lingfeng and Jiang Qi's pupils shrank when they heard this, as if they couldn't believe their ears.
Wh, what?
What did the princess say?
Show them both... on the bed?
Yue Lingfeng pursed his lips and said nothing.
Jiang Qi had a strange look on his face, and a hint of disapproval emerged on his serious face, as if he was about to say "How shameful" and "I dare not" in the next second.
Lin Yuzhi, who was ignored, frowned, but he knew in his heart that there was no place for him in the "you two" mentioned by the princess.
Wen Yu stared at their expressions jokingly, ignoring how shocked they were, and yawned slowly:
"You don't know, do you? This princess can lie in bed without eating or drinking for a whole day. Isn't that amazing? This time I'll let you see it for yourself."
Three people: ...
After Wen Yu finished teasing, she patted her butt and went back to the room.
For the next five days, Wen Yu never saw Bajie or Mingjing again.
Every day she would sleep until she woke up naturally, eat the braised beef bought by Lu Ren, accompany the emperor to listen to scriptures, then knock the wooden fish, and by the way, pamper Jiang Qi's shoulders every day.
Jiang Qi was stiff and afraid to move at first, but later he knew what height he could be at to allow Wen Yu to lean on his shoulder and sleep more soundly.
Every day he could feel Wen Yu's body temperature and her faint fragrance. In a trance, he even felt like he was back in the Damei Palace that day.
Sweaty and hot, smooth and soft.
Although I was sitting under the Buddha statue, my heart did not calm down with the Buddha's voice.
Instead, it was as if an invisible hand was plucking the vibrating string in his chest, and his heartstrings were filled with silent afterimages as his heart surged.
These short five days were both torture and a luxury that was once unattainable for Jiang Qilai. He hoped that time could pass slower and slower.
But for Wen Yu, these five days passed much faster than she had imagined.
On the day when he was getting ready to leave Yingguo Temple, Yue Lingfeng came to Wen Yu's door.
Every time he came to look for the princess these days, the answer he got from Liuchun was that the princess had already rested.
I didn't even talk to him much in normal times, and we never had any time to spend alone together.
He could only sit on the cushion while listening to the sutras every day, looking at Wen Yu's back, which was leaning on Jiang Qi's shoulder.
There had never been a moment when he felt so far away from the princess.
It was also during these days that Yue Lingfeng realized that if the princess did not take the initiative to talk to him, it would not be an easy thing for him to get close to the princess.
He could only gaze longingly at the princess in the crowd and force himself to remain calm.
Until the last day, Yue Lingfeng finally found an opportunity and sneaked to Wen Yu's door.
"Princess."
He didn't dare to enter, but called out in a low voice outside the door.
Liuchun pushed open the door and Wen Yu walked out slowly.
Seeing Yue Lingfeng, she was a little surprised: "Shouldn't you be waiting at the temple gate with the ministers' team now?"
Yue Lingfeng was silent for a while, pursed his lips and said, "Because I want to talk to the princess."
Wen Yu chuckled: "Haven't you said enough?"
"Not enough." Yue Lingfeng boldly grabbed Wen Yu's hand, "Not enough, Princess."
Wen Yu lowered her eyes to take a look, then held his hand again: "Why is it not enough?"
"Princess, I haven't spoken to you in these days."
There was a hint of hidden grievance in Yue Lingfeng's tone, and even the hand holding her was terribly cold.
Wen Yu pinched it gently and said, "Why are your hands so cold?"
"Because the young lady is angry and ignores me."
Yue Lingfeng's address changed from Princess to Miss.
The hands he held were shaking slightly.
Wen Yu pulled him out of the yard and said as she walked, "How could I ignore you? If I had ignored you, I would have shaken off your hand just now."
Yue Lingfeng lowered his eyes and was quietly pulled by Wen Yu. The moment he stepped out of the courtyard gate, he spoke: "The princess is now thinking about Lord Jiang."
"Or is it because of General Lu that the princess is angry?"
Wen Yu didn't answer him, but just gently kissed him on the lips: "Think about it carefully."
"But don't let your imagination run wild. You haven't fallen out of favor with me. You're still the one I recognize. Do you understand?"
"……Um."
Yue Lingfeng felt the warmth belonging to Wen Yu disappearing from his palm and couldn't help but squeeze it gently.
On the way back, the prefect of Shengjing noticed Yue Lingfeng's depressed mood and couldn't help but shook his head.
"If you don't listen to the advice of the elderly, you will suffer the consequences."
He patted Yue Lingfeng on the shoulder: "It's only been a few days and you've fallen out of favor."
Yue Lingfeng glanced at the prefect of Shengjing and said, "This humble official has not fallen out of favor."
Shengjing Prefecture Governor sighed: "Every empress who has fallen out of favor feels that she has not fallen out of favor. Although you are not an empress in the harem, this is a truth."
Yue Lingfeng: ...
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