There are very few pilgrims to Duanyun Temple.
Before the mountain road was washed away, only Shen Zhiyi was left in the temple and went down the mountain.
In order to facilitate treatment, Yan Zhuoxu agreed and asked her to move to a meditation room closer to him.
The little novice monk was surprised when he helped them move things.
"Master Kongchen likes quietness. He is the only one living in that courtyard. Normally, he rarely allows people to stay overnight, let alone near his meditation room."
"I think he is particularly concerned about the donor's illness."
However, no one guessed that Yan Zhuoxu would have other thoughts.
Only the people in their temple know.
Over the years, the emperor has used countless methods and sent countless women to persuade Master Kongchen to return to secular life.
If he really cared about relationships between men and women, he would have left the mountain long ago.
How could you be so good at this? Why would you be a lay disciple?
Shen Zhiyi smiled and said, "Master, you are so kind. If you can really cure my weakness, the Prime Minister's Mansion will definitely send a thank you gift to Duanyun Temple."
As they were talking, they walked to the front of the courtyard.
Yan Zhuoxu was wearing a monk's robe and standing outside the Zen room, glancing at her with an indifferent expression.
He saw her smiling at the young novice monk.
The smile is sweet and gentle.
The sunlight shone on her body, creating a circle of golden velvet, making her look soft, harmless and full of warmth.
He didn't know why, but he felt it was a bit dazzling.
Shen Zhiyi paused when she saw him.
Turning around, he said to Chen Biyu: "Move your things in first."
"Yes, miss."
Chen Bi glanced at the two of them, then carried the things in with the little monk.
Shen Zhiyi walked up to Yan Zhuoxu.
Yingying bowed and said, "Thank you, Master. Shall we start the medicinal bath tonight?"
Yan Zhuoxu put one hand behind his back, twisting his Buddhist beads with the other, and said calmly, "Why thank me?"
The Buddhist beads made a regular colliding sound.
He moved his thumb slowly, his expression calm, and his voice devoid of emotion, "Thank you for the favor from Duanyun Temple."
Shen Zhiyi: …
She opened her lips.
Yan Zhuoxu pressed the beads with his fingertips, his cold eyes fixed on her, "We're still short of a few herbs for the medicinal bath. We'll start after we prepare them."
"You should take the medicine first in the next two days."
Now that the mountain road is blocked, those medicinal herbs cannot be transported from the foot of the mountain, so we can only pick them ourselves from the back mountain.
The weather is fair tonight.
He would go up the mountain himself to look for it for her.
Shen Zhiyi nodded, “I’ll listen to the master.”
Yan Zhuoxu said no more and turned to go into the house.
At night.
After Shen Zhiyi took the medicine, he suddenly heard a slight noise outside, like the sound of something hitting the doors and windows.
Chen Bi raised his nose alertly and said, "Miss, there is a smell of blood."
Shen Zhiyi was suddenly shocked.
"Who would commit murder in a temple?"
"Don't be afraid, miss. I'll go and take a look." Chen Bi said as she tiptoed out the door.
When she came over, the solemn look on her face faded away, and she was surprised. She said, "Miss, the opportunity has come!"
"It's not some bandit, but Master Kongchen."
Shen Zhiyi grabbed the hem of her skirt, “What’s wrong with him?”
"Don't worry, young lady," Chen Biyu said. "He got injured while collecting herbs in the mountains. I just ran into the young monk who came to deliver medicine when I left. That's when I learned that Master Yu had gone into the mountains tonight."
"I think he went to collect herbs for the young lady."
Shen Zhiyi frowned, "Why aren't his secret guards by his side?"
Chen Bi shook his head, "Not since yesterday."
Shen Zhiyi thought for a moment, picked up a scroll of scriptures in his hand, and stood up to go out. "In that case, I should go and take care of his injuries."
The Zen room is quiet.
Yan Zhuoxu sat on a cushion, his monk's robe half-undone and hanging around his waist.
His upper body was naked, and there were scratches from numerous wild beasts on his muscular back and arms.
It looks a bit shocking on her fair body.
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