blue face disaster

The prince didn't speak, but his facial muscles tightened, his expression a little disillusioned, he hugged me, smiled, and said leisurely: "You don't have to reject me like this, I won't leave you alone, I promised to protect you forever, that's forever .”

He turned around to face me, and continued: "You don't have to be afraid that I will cover you up and be a fatuous emperor. It's not the first time I've protected the son of a criminal minister. crime."

Pooh!

Simply shameless.

He has been able to understand my thoughts since he was a child, and he can't hide anything from him.I scolded him, hated him, and in the final analysis, it was because of him.

If he protects me, I will be the son of a criminal minister after all, but I will always be by the king's side, and gossip and gossip will damage his eternal reputation.What's more, the relationship between me and him is unclear, and Mr. Shen, whom I love to death, actually likes him. This relationship is even more messy.

I can't get into this muddy water, I hate him, and I love him too.

Love and hate are intertwined, and the feeling of love is pain.

Although my body is weak, I must have a haggard face. In his eyes, his eyes are distressed and weeping.

I struggled to push him away, lay on my back, and said in a cold tone: "Lingmei died because of me, I owe your family a life, I should pay it back."

Early death and early birth.

I am not at a loss in this life.All the glory and wealth must be enjoyed, and the body is happy and free.I have to hurry up and cast a good pregnancy, so that I will not be such a man and woman in my next life.

I breathed slowly and said: "Your Highness, please go back. In the coming year, remember to burn paper money for my family."

I don't know what kind of mood he had when he heard my words, in short, he stopped for a long time and stood silently.

Before leaving, a low and strange atmosphere filled the room, and I just felt breathless.

He said: "You are recovering from your wounds, Shen Mo is waiting for you in the palace."

I like Shen Mo, he knows it.

How difficult is it to perfect a person, how difficult is it to let go and leave naked?

The moment the door was closed, I heard him say softly: "I'll wait for you too."

"The coffin." I added silently in my heart.

Close your eyes and rest your mind, die a natural and painless death, and now you really want to chop off my head as the son of a criminal minister, don't tell me, I always give up when I see swords, it's not a good feeling in my heart.

Eat □□, I heard that I will grow ugly when I die. If I become ugly and go to Lord Yan, the little ghosts can’t see well. Are you really going to cut off your sleeves?

It is said that the hanged ghost cannot even cast a fetus.

Throwing into a lake, turning into a water ghost, and having to do evil things, find a substitute.In the end, he will go to the eighteenth floor of hell.

If you hit the wall, you will be killed if you hit it. If you don't die, you will have a concussion. I'm afraid you will be stupid. In the end, you can't even figure out how you died. I guess you will be mentally retarded for the next few lives.

From this point of view, what the crown prince and brother Xia said, that Lord Yan dared not accept their people was very domineering, loyal, and majestic.

It's just that what they say is a joke, and Lord Yan listens to them, so they don't have to die.Net will say some useless big words.

I just waited for my injury to recur, I couldn't save it, and I died slowly, which was perfect.

After thinking about the last big event in my life and how I should die, I fell asleep happily.

In my sleep, I vaguely fell into the dust net, looking around my life, enjoying all the glory and glory, after all, it is nothing but floating clouds.But after the clouds are gone, ten years have passed.

Forever, is it over?

"Injuries like this, sleeping soundly, and being heartless all your life is really your style." The gentle but slightly cool words flowed into my heart like water.

Waking up from that gentle dream.

The candlelight is flickering, the north wind is blowing, and the incense burner emits the smell of medicinal stones, curling up and passing around the beam.

It was already late at night, I looked at Brother Xia's silhouette, holding the sword cloth with his slender fingers, pressing the sword body with one hand, and was wiping the sword.

The sword edge is sharp and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal.Dressed in Xuanyi, the wind is clear and the clouds are blowing.It seems that the world is cold and indifferent to the fireworks of the world, and it is a stroke of immortality.

But the eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, with a panoramic view, a jade-like person.There was a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, and on his cold face, there were shallow eyes embedded with the sword light of Ling Yun exhaling in his eyes.

Seeing me awake, he put the sword on the table, pulled out his broken fan out of nowhere, and slapped it on if he had something to do, regardless of spring, autumn, winter or summer.

Maybe it's his habit.

He half covered his face and straightened his body, but I found that the cinnabar between his brows was like blood, and it was so unbiased, it was just a little red in the center of his brows.An invincible and gorgeous flower in the cold winter night.

Compared to the sand between his brows, the peony plant on the wall is nothing.

His crimson red lips killed all the vulgar fans in seconds, and there were hundreds of flowers in the bush.

A few days ago, I took advantage of brother Xia's drunkenness and took advantage of him flashed through my mind.

"You are smiling so happily, what are you really seeing?" His shallow eyes slightly closed, and his fan shook slightly.

I just dreamed that I was dead, this life has finally passed, and everything is over.It was quite comfortable to die, and I was naturally happy after having a good birth.

Of course this cannot be said.

I faintly replied: "During the dream, I actually practiced Zen and learned some truths. I see through everything."

He approached me, fanned me, and said: "Your injury shouldn't be serious, could it be that you have a fever?" As he spoke, his cool and slender hands covered my forehead.

A light sandalwood also hit.

In his hand, the sword energy still exists.

But I glanced at him lightly. I am such a wise and foolish person, so I will naturally practice Zen.

"Otherwise, when did you learn how to practice Zen?" He raised his lips slightly, contemptuously, but looked like a big brother looking at his younger siblings.

He naturally closed the folding fan in his hand, tapped his palm, and said: "Talk to me."

"Life is nothing but a state of disillusionment, and I have seen through the world of mortals." As I said, I still imitated the appearance of a monk, clasping my hands together.

He clasped his arms together, lightly shook hands with a folding fan, and his hair hung down to his waist, with a graceful posture.He looked at me very casually but with a half-smile.

I'm really a trickster, a small witch sees a big witch, and makes me laugh at Dafang's family. I am ashamed, and my old face is more than a blush, so red that it can be dyed cloth.

He said with a clear voice, "You see through the world of mortals and want to abandon this world, and even I see through it?" He blinked his smiling eyes at me, shining like stars in the sky.

.....

How should I answer this?

Thinking of going to the Buddha myself in my previous life, I changed the subject and said: "Brother Xia has always studied Buddhism and Taoism, and the preaching is very subtle. I should ask for advice, and I hope Brother Xia will not hesitate to give me some advice."

He nodded slightly, and said, "A Si just asks, and I will answer."

He has always been responsive to my requests, never caring whether I change the topic or not, just answering, to put it bluntly, he is knowledgeable, covers a wide range, is good at listening, is not obsessed with other people's answers, and does not desperately seek.

It's hard to say, why do I have a faint feeling that he is a little too obedient to me, submissive, and responsive?

I shuddered, took a deep breath, endured the pain from the tearing wound and asked, "Do you think it is useful to pray to the Buddha? Does the Buddha really care about us mortal world?"

He said, "Look at me."

I was slightly taken aback.

He repeated: "Look at me."

I looked at him, with a pair of shallow eyes lowered, I smiled without saying a word.

"How do you feel?" He looked up, squinting at me.

Buddha, so is Buddha.

He lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, without saying a word.

He won't help you.

But he will give you the direction to go.

So it is, bearish, detached.

It is useless to seek the Buddha, it is better to seek the heart.

There is no other way than self-crossing.

"Brother Xia is indeed a good teacher. Ah Si has been taught." I bowed to him, and suddenly realized that I felt very comfortable, and even the address was much sweeter.

Brother Xia smiled coldly, yes, smiled very coldly, even so cold that it was weird, but said: "A Si, you really see through the world of mortals? You also see through me?"

...

I just thought that I praised him in vain in my heart.

Brother Xia is also a persistent, steady, persevering, and two-sided person.

"I can't see through." I said stupidly in a daze.

But I have seen through my heart, since I chose Brother Xia, then I will love it seriously once.

Only when none of the previous things happened...

If you follow your heart, you will never fall in love.

What are you looking for?

What crime?

Live well, for this...willing to accompany me no matter what, not afraid of anyone who entangles me.