Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

Boya looked around and asked suspiciously, "Why didn't Your Excellency Yuzhong appear?"

"Tonight's matter requires the efforts of both parties. I have already asked Mr. Yuzhong to go to the other side."

"Which side?"

"I already have a guess about the location of the monster's body, so I ask Mr. Yuzhong to verify it."

"That's good, right." Boya took out two things from his bosom.

A lock of hair and a handwritten Heart Sutra.

"Qingming, His Majesty has already agreed to what you asked for." Boya stretched out his hand to signal, "The Heart Sutra that I copied by myself, and a lock of hair that I cut myself."

"Your Majesty is quite wise." Qingming smiled, "Then what else did Your Majesty do besides giving these two things? Can you tell me about it?"

Boya hesitated for a moment, but said it anyway.

From what he saw, His Majesty didn't seem to object to Seimei knowing.

"After reading the gentian and waka, His Majesty burst into tears, closed his eyes and said [ah, I have forgotten that one-night stand. It turned out to be like this, I am really sorry]."

"What else did you say?"

"Tell Qingming to tell him, thank him for his good intentions... I am really ashamed of that woman, please give her back."

"Oh?!" Qingming's face gradually became serious: "He said that?"

"That's right. By the way, Seimei, His Majesty also said that he would like to thank you. What's going on?"

"Hehe, it's my avoidance arrangement. No one wants others to know about their former woman. Even Your Majesty is no exception. However, I didn't think of it..."

"Think of what?"

"The laughter gradually fades away, but the affectionate is annoyed by the ruthless."

"It's Waka again, you know I don't understand these things"

"Lovesickness is not better than reunion, this farewell beauty should grow old."

"You are enough! I said I don't understand these things."

"This is not waka, but the poetry of Middle-earth. My mother taught me."

"From overseas?"

"Overseas!"

"What do you mean?"

"Men are unfeeling, women are lovesick. That's all."

"......."

Boya understood at this time, and he couldn't help falling into silence.

There was silence for a while.

A muffled voice came over.

"Squeak, squeak..."

Seimei and Boya looked in the direction of the voice at the same time.

under the moonlight.There is a bullock cart approaching slowly on the opposite side.

"give it to me."

Seimei held Boya's hand that wanted to move forward.

"Can you give me your majesty's hair?"

Qingming took His Majesty's hair from Boya's hand, and walked forward calmly.

Seeing Qingming walking on the road, the ox cart stopped.

"If you stop me, you will be miserable."

The voice of the woman in the bullock cart was full of resentment.

"I'm sorry, but he can't be with you."

Seimei answered truthfully.

"Man cannot come. But there is a substitute here."

"A substitute?"

"His hair."

"Oh?"

The voice in the darkness was noncommittal.

"I want to see people, just to see him, and I won't do anything. I just want to see him."

The woman lifted the curtain of the bullock cart and poked her head out.

At this moment, it seemed that the moonlight had dimmed a little, just to give in for this beauty.