The girl who was leaning on the hay fell asleep soundly, and the young monk silently recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
"Buddha said: The seven emotions and six desires are all delusions. The young monk takes refuge in Buddhism, which is Zen. He cannot take refuge in Miss Yan. The young monk bids farewell, Amitabha."
After tidying up the already worn cassock, Liao Fan took advantage of the dawn night to slowly walk towards the distance. Only when the worldly mind is gone, the distance is the Zen of the young monk.
The rising sun was rising, and the golden sunshine was shining on the winding river. The girl opened her sleepy eyes: "Little monk, you'd better leave without saying goodbye. The clear water, blue sky and vast grassland of the frontier can't cut you off." Do you have the heart to worship the Buddha? Is that cold mud body really better than Miss Yan?"
"Herding horses by the river..." came the clear singing voice of the girl. The girl's voice gradually faded away, but the people listening to the pastoral song also disappeared.
When the song ended, the girl got back on her horse and said, "Little monk, Miss Yan must be your Zen. If you can kill the world of mortals by beheading your lover, then Miss Yan will kill herself. You have the heart to become a Buddha and save all the suffering people in the world." Miss Yan, let there be no suffering in this world to help you become a Buddha. Whatever your Zen intention is, Miss Yan will be that, little monk, do you hear it?"
"Amitabha." I don't know if it was the girl's auditory hallucination or the real Buddha's name came from the distance, but the girl was already satisfied.
Looking at the rosary beads that had been polished on her hand, the girl smiled and disappeared into the sky with her horse and whip raised. The wind in the border fortress was a bit strong, and strong people always shed tears uncontrollably. The crystal pearls were swaying behind her, and the girl tightly clutched the rosary beads in her hand. It turns out that tears can also be sweet.
In the Imperial Palace of the Kingdom of Jin, Queen Wanyan Wanyan of the Kingdom of Jin looked at the memorial in her hand intently, and from time to time she picked up the brush on the side to make comments.
Wanyan Wanyan is not as gentle as ordinary women. Her expression, temperament, and every move have the temperament of a heroine, but from time to time she will reveal the tenderness of a daughter.
Wearing a bright yellow phoenix robe and a phoenix hairpin, she has a beautiful face and a demeanor that is both domineering and gentle. It is hard to believe that this complicated situation comes from one person. A person's habits and temperament are related to life. It is hard to change, but Wanyan Wanyan possesses all the qualities that a woman should and should not have, which is really incredible.
A bell rang, and Wanyan Wanyan was interrupted from reading the memorial. She put down the memorial in her hand and Wanyan Wanyan turned to look at the female officer aside: "What? Is it time to eat again?"
The palace maid bowed: "King, you have been reviewing the memorials for two hours. Now it is time for dinner. Please move on."
"I'm too lazy to move. Let the imperial kitchen deliver the meals to the imperial study."
"As you wish, my king."
The female officer returned to the palace door, and Wanyan Wanyan looked at the other female officer: "Hui'er, is there no news about Princess Yan Yu? It's been half a year, and it's time for her to come back from Dalong Dynasty to relax. Could something have gone wrong? "
"Queen, I always pay attention to the news about Admiral Si, but I have never found any news about Princess Yanyu. It must be because Admiral Si didn't find out."
"You careless girl, although our Jin Kingdom, Dalong, and all the tribes on the grassland are not on the same page, they are taking precautions on their own. This girl went to the Dalong Dynasty alone. If anything happens to me, I won't care. Even if we have the intention to rescue, I am afraid it will be beyond our reach.”
"My king is at peace. Princess Yanyu has been smart since she was a child. No one can trouble her at all. She will be fine. The maidservant guesses that Princess Yanyu may be on her way back."
Wanyan Wanyan stood up and looked outside the hall: "I hope nothing unexpected happens. In troubled times, everything must be guarded against."
"Slave, please see Princess Yanyu. Princess Yanyu is safe." A neat voice broke Wanyan Wanyan's contemplation, making her look happy.
"You have the courage to leave the palace and enter the territory of Dalong Dynasty without authorization. Do you know your guilt?"
"Sister, you're scaring me again." Yan Yu's voice came before entering the palace.
"Crazy girl, are you willing to come back and play crazy outside?"
A figure suddenly pounced on Wanyan Wanyan: "Sister, Yan Yu misses you so much, misses the clear water and blue sky so much. You are the only one in the world who cares about me, sister."
The queen's domineering power no longer exists, and the brilliance of maternal tenderness is undoubtedly revealed: "Don't think that if you say a few nice words, I will not hold you responsible for leaving the palace without permission. Get up quickly, how can you be polite lying in my arms."
Yan Yu's voice did not come, but the sound of even breathing came. The queen looked blankly at the sleeping girl in her arms, smiled bitterly and shook her head, how could this girl be so tired.
