Sang Ning felt uncomfortable after hearing this and started to cry.
The master and servant held each other's hands and cried, while He Lanyin stood aside and watched silently.
"Silly girl, why are you carefree? Am I not thinking about you? If something happens to you, how can you let me live with peace of mind?"
Sang Ning cried, then laughed and complained about the green branches.
Especially I don't like her saying that she has no worries. If that's the case, then Sang Ning is no better than her.
After all, Sang Ning already treated her as his biological sister.
"Okay, okay, now you are all fine, isn't everything going to be fine? Think more about happy things."
He Lanyin couldn't bear it anymore, so he gave them a rare word of comfort.
"It's Your Majesty." Luzhi responded with tears.
Sang Ning said nothing, hugged the green branch and patted her shoulder gently.
Looking down at the green branches, she found that her collar was wide open, with a faint white light inside.
"Little crybaby, stop crying."
Sanning thoughtfully took the opportunity to take a few more glances, and then slowly helped her pull up her clothes to cover her up.
Luzhi didn't know yet, thinking that Sang Ning was just like this because he was afraid that she would be cold, so he was moved and burst into tears again.
Helan Yinze was not that close, so naturally he didn't see anything.
"Your Majesty, a disciple of Master Ci'en from Changzhao Temple, I would like to see you."
Wang Cheng's voice came, and he slowly walked into the hall after a moment.
When He Lanyin heard this, he remembered that he had invited Ci En into the palace to chant sutras and pray for Sang Ning.
Judging from the situation, Ci En was old and didn't like to mess around, so he asked his proud disciple to come over.
He Lanyin immediately beamed with joy and said to Sang Ning: "Okay, the eminent monk from Changzhao Temple is here. Don't neglect me. Come with me to meet him."
"If you don't want to go, you can go by yourself. I want to accompany Luzhi."
Sang Ning and the green branches are stuck together, like conjoined twins.
"They are here to chant sutras and pray for you. How can you not go?"
He Lanyin almost laughed out of anger at her and said helplessly.
Seeing this, Green Branch also knew the seriousness of the matter, so he advised me: "Mother, I'm fine now, haven't you seen me too? Go and greet the master. You can come and talk to the slave at any time when you are done."
Seeing Lu Zhi say the same thing, Sang Ning had no choice but to respond: "Okay then."
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Following He Lanyin, he returned to Yuesang Palace.
He Lanyin and Sang Ning sat on chairs, waiting for Master Jingchen.
After a while, Wang Cheng led a white-faced monk in slowly.
"The young monk Jingchen has met Your Majesty and Your Majesty."
"Amitabha."
Jingchen held the Buddha beads with one hand, closed his eyes and chanted.
"Amitabha, Master, you have worked hard all the way. Please give me a seat."
He Lanyin was busy greeting.
Wang Cheng asked the young eunuch to bring a chair, and Jingchen slowly sat down.
He Lanyin was here, and even if Jingchen wanted to stare at Sang Ning, he couldn't do so.
Therefore, he kept staring at He Lanyin.
"Oh, do you need me to avoid it?"
Helan Yinhui made a mistake and thought that praying could not be done with too many people present.
Since there was a misunderstanding, Jingchen didn't want to explain too much, so he nodded and said: "That's very good, thank you for your hard work, Your Majesty."
"It's not hard work, as long as the empress can get the protection of the Buddha, it will be a blessing of great respect."
He Lanyin stood up directly from the chair, turned to Sang Ning and said, "Sang Sang, I will go to court first. You cooperate well with the master. If anything happens, send someone to call me."
"Well, go ahead."
Sanning said indifferently.
Seeing this, He Lanyin nodded to Jingchen again, and then left with Wang Cheng.
Of course, when they saw Han Shuo and Chu Xian at the door, they warned them not to let Feng Runsheng and Feng Queyi in.
If anything happens, you must ask him for instructions.
It was natural for the two of them to accept the order.
He Lanyin then took Wang Cheng and went to court with peace of mind.
"Hey, Master, aren't you my brother's friend? Hong Rui, come on!"
Sanning shouted outside.
Hongrui hurriedly came over and asked, "Empress, what's the matter?"
"Hurry up and call your brother. Tell him that his good friend is here."
Sang Ning acted like he was thinking about Sang Qi, but he was actually looking for someone to keep him company.
After all, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name are the most boring things, and she couldn't refuse the master. After all, he was a member of the Buddhist sect.
She is a modern person who is full of science and technology. Even if she does not believe in this, she cannot be disrespected.
But with my brother by my side, maybe time can pass faster.
Soon, Sang Qi was brought over by Hong Rui.
While walking, Sang Qi asked: "I heard from Hongrui that my good friend is here? Where is he? Who is he?"
"Well, it's him."
Sang Ning smiled and pointed at Jingchen.
Looking in the direction she pointed, Sang Qi saw Jing Chen and immediately beamed with joy: "Master, you are here unexpectedly. Sang Qi didn't know that he didn't go far to welcome you. Please forgive me."
Jingchen slowly stood up and raised one hand: "Amitabha, Lord Zhaoning, we meet again."
"Yeah, I wonder why you came to the palace this time?"
Sang Qi asked curiously, sitting next to Jingchen.
Hong Rui naturally held the tea and carefully placed it in front of the two of them.
Sang Ning pursed his lips and said proactively: "Bring me a cup of Longjing made in 1982."
"Ah? Madam, we don't have this kind of tea here."
Hong Rui was stunned for a moment and had never heard of it at all.
"Then let's get one like them." Seeing that they couldn't get his points, Sang Ning could only say this angrily.
Jingchen, however, couldn't hold back at all. His reaction was half a beat too slow and he sprayed directly.
"Pfft!"
A stream of tea and tea leaves sprayed out a mist from Jingchen's mouth and nose.
Under the sunlight, countless water drops filled the surroundings.
"Master, are you okay?"
Sang Qi saw him and went to pat him on the back.
Only Jingchen complained secretly in his heart. What's worse, he couldn't hold back his laughter.
She was offended by Sang Ning's joke. Will she find out the clues?
Jingchen carefully watched Sang Ning's reaction and found that when she saw him burst into laughter, she also laughed along with him and had no other doubts.
In this way, Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief.
Sanning was very satisfied with the effect. This was the ultimate purpose of her joke.
In fact, she didn't think much about it.
It is already very rare for an ancient person to understand a modern joke, so how can we go into the details of why he can understand it?
Sanning is not that boring.
After the brief interlude of just cleaning up the dust, the atmosphere among everyone became much livelier.
Everyone also felt that the distance between each other was getting closer. Jingchen said slowly: "It's getting late. Let the young monk start today's chanting for the empress. Mr. Zhaoning can also listen."
"That's very good."
Of course Sang Qi would not refuse. He longed for a Buddhist life, and he was unhappy with his empty thoughts.
Sang Ning took a sip of tea, slowly put it down and nodded, "Then thank you, Master."
"I am happy to serve you."
Jingchen replied politely, secretly thinking that Sang Ning had been a concubine for a while, but from the outside, she didn't even have the characteristics of a modern person.
If she hadn't frequently spoken modern words, Jingchen would not have dared to guess like this.
Now he can be completely sure that the lady in front of him is really his sister next door when he was in Blue Star in his previous life.
It's just that he can't recognize her right now, which will only bring her more trouble.
Let him accompany her silently in this capacity for the time being.
After figuring it out, Jingchen tried hard to suppress the urge to recognize Sang Ning, meditated on the spot, opened the scriptures, and started chanting.
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