Chapter 253 Empress: What are you two doing?
"Your Majesty, the Yunyang Donor is inside."
Time moves forward.
Before Zhao Duan was attracted by the singing, the empress walked outside the meditation room and saw the young nun stopped, clasped her hands together, and gestured towards the meditation room with her delicate eyebrows: "The nun is waiting outside the door."
With that said, he retreated to the garden in the distance.
Xu Zhenguan nodded with satisfaction, moved lightly, raised his hand and pressed it on the door leaf.
With a "squeak" sound, the candlelight in the room spread along the threshold.
The furnishings in the Zen room are extremely simple and can be seen at a glance.
On the mat-covered floor, a figure was lying on its side.
On the low table next to it, there is an oil lamp like a bean.
A torn scroll of scripture was thrown aside casually, and sheets of paper covered with words were scattered on the ground.
Xu Zhenguan bent down and picked up a piece of paper, and saw the word "Xu" written in huge ink characters on the paper.
"who?"
The eldest princess, who was half asleep, woke up. She sat up vigilantly and turned back.
She was no longer wrapped in her iconic red dress, but in a plain nun's robe.
Only his thick hair was still messy and coiled, and his originally round and round face was obviously much thinner.
"It's you!"
Princess Yunyang, who had been almost forgotten, was startled at first, and then said with a cold expression: "Why does our Majesty, who has so many things to do in the Yu Dynasty, have time to come here?"
Xu Zhenguan held the white paper filled with the word "Xu" and sighed softly.
She loosened her fingers and let the paper fall. She stared at her aunt sadly and said:
"Prince Jing sent spies to the capital again. Tonight, Zhao Duan used a trick to kill all the spies, and also uncovered the ministers who had taken refuge with Uncle Jing."
Princess Yunyang, who had a sneer on her face, was stunned, and suddenly gloated and cursed: "No man in the Xu family has ever been a good person!"
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Prajna Bodhisattva? !
In a secluded courtyard.
The moonlight illuminates the nun by the pond and the uninvited guest standing by the trees not far away.
Although he had never seen the portrait of Prajna Bodhisattva, Zhao Duan still instinctively guessed the identity of the other party.
Just because their eyes met, he clearly felt a faint pressure that Peimo could not resist.
That is definitely not something that the Divine Chapter Realm can give him.
It was a higher and more powerful aura than the one he personally felt in the restaurant that day.
But then, another thought followed:
"She is fifty-two?!"
Zhao Duan remembered the information given by Zhenbao.
But how could the female Bodhisattva in front of her look so old?
Well... her whole person showed a sense of youthful absurdity.
That is to say, from the appearance point of view, she looks no different from the empress in age.
But her eyes and the unique "mature woman" temperament that only time can refine, add to her mature charm.
Twenty-eight in appearance, fifty-two in eyes...
What is the great monk's art of keeping one's appearance?
Zhao Duan was a little hesitant. People like Ma Yan, Xue Shence and others were all good at cultivation, but none of them looked young... If warlocks were special... But Lao Wang of Tianshi Mansion also looked like an old man...
Well, speaking of it, the monk Bianji is indeed young...but his age itself is not too old...
Many strange thoughts only surfaced for a moment before he put them to rest.
Zhao Duan took a deep breath and said tentatively:
"Prajna Bodhisattva?"
The female Bodhisattva by the pond smiled more and more compassionately, her eyes were full of smiles, and she nodded gently.
It's really... Zhao Duan was astonished, thinking that this was a bit different from what he had imagined...
"Junior Zhao Duan has met the Bodhisattva."
He suppressed his cluttered thoughts and bowed solemnly:
"Does the Bodhisattva know me?"
Facing monks of this level, he did not pretend to be an "official" and only called himself a "junior".
He did not explain how he appeared here... He believed that the other party would definitely be able to sense the arrival of the empress. If not, the other nuns he met along the way would also report it.
At the same time, he captured that when the other party said his name, he used a declarative tone.
Prajna Bodhisattva, who was bathing in the pond not long ago and was now half dry, looked at him and said with interest: "I heard that Bianji met you a few days ago and the Buddha's heart was shaken. After he came back, I hurried to see Xuan Yin to stabilize my mind."
...It's too bad. I'm afraid I'm being resented by others... But has the Buddha's heart been shaken?
Alarmed the abbot Xuanyin in the heavenly realm?
Should it be so exaggerated... Zhao Duan opened his mouth and recalled the scene when he met Bianji last time.
He really didn't expect that there would be so much more to come.
And subconsciously thought that the female Bodhisattva in front of him deliberately mentioned this matter to cause trouble for him...
It sounds like it’s no small matter when it involves someone’s spiritual path.
"laugh."
Prajna Bodhisattva seemed to have seen through his worries, or found the nervous young junior particularly interesting, and let out a chuckle.
He shook his head and said slowly:
"Don't worry too much. Although Bianji and I are from the same sect, we are not from the same school. I will not vent his anger on you on his behalf. Oh, as for Xuan Yin, it has nothing to do with me."
Eh... It sounds like something is wrong... Could it be that the senior executives of Shenlong Temple Dojo are not of the same mind?
Well, many ministers in the court are all political enemies of each other... It is not surprising that there are struggles in Shenlong Temple...
Zhao Duan's thoughts turned around, a look of gratitude appeared on his face, and he smiled and said: "Thank you Bodhisattva for reminding me. I really don't know that Master Bianji is in a disturbed mood. I can only meet in the future and apologize in person."
Prajna Bodhisattva looked at him and felt more and more interesting. He shook his head and said:
"I didn't mean to raise any questions, but you are indeed as thoughtful as the rumors say.
What's even more rare is that the person who can shake the mind of debate must have good wisdom. Are you willing to help me practice? "
kindness……? !
The first sentence was normal, but in the second half, Zhao Duan's expression was blank, and his brain briefly shut down:
"Bodhisattva wants me to be a nun?"
This sentence was spoken almost subconsciously.
After saying that, Zhao Duan grinned, feeling a bit outrageous.
As for the four words "help me practice", he automatically translated it as inviting him to enter Buddhism.
Even if you think about it, how can you, as a mere mortal, help a person in the world's Great Perfection?
"The poor nun also lacks a male disciple." Prajna Bodhisattva showed a Mona Lisa-like smile.
Zhao Duan smiled awkwardly and used his shield: "Bodhisattva, please don't joke. I am the official of Yu. If your Majesty hears this, I will not be able to explain it to you."
The female Bodhisattva in white seemed not to hear clearly. She put down the comb in her hand and waved:
"Come closer, nun, and take a look at your wisdom."
Zhao Duan frowned and thought, doesn't the title of Empress even apply?
The next second, he was stunned, and saw a glimmer of wisdom in the slightly strange eyes of the Lakeside Bodhisattva.
Eye contact.
Zhao Duan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the sea of energy in his body surged like a tide.
The energy flowing through the meridians throughout the body seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand and pulled out hard!
“Boom!”
Zhao Duan felt that all the blood in his body was rushing to his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and his soul seemed to have left his body.
The soul that was about to leave the body in the next second suddenly fell back to the body, and the energy flowed around the body like a flood.
But there was no pain, but a faint feeling of pleasure and relaxation...
It’s as if his cultivation level has been forcibly raised...
Unbelievable!
"Bodhisattva..."
Zhao Duan was about to ask when he realized with horror that he had lost control of his body.
He watched as he spread his legs and walked straight towards the waving Bodhisattva in white beside the pond.
Something's wrong!
Zhao Duan's head suddenly became anxious, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
He could sense that as the two sides approached, the "half-step god" entrenched deep in his Dantian showed signs of awakening.
And at this critical moment...
An indescribable, invisible force field quietly covered the entire Jizhao Temple.
The pond filled with residual lotuses made ripples for no apparent reason, then rolled and boiled like a tidal wave.
Prajna Bodhisattva sighed helplessly.
A gust of night wind easily cut off some mysterious connection between the female Bodhisattva and Zhao Duan.
Zhao Duan instantly regained control of his body.
At the same time, he saw a bright yellow dragon robe slowly falling in front of him.
"Your Majesty!? Are you out?" Zhao Duan almost cried with joy.
Xu Zhenguan gave a soft "en" and protected his horse behind him.
He looked expressionlessly at Prajna Bodhisattva, who was wearing cool clothes by the pond.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "I need an explanation."
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