The woman's soft and coquettish tone came from beside him, and her slender white fingers pulled on his sleeve and shook it gently.
The man's heart trembled.
It feels like being scratched by a feather, and it feels itchy.
He Yuzhang lightly knocked his eyes and squeezed the sandalwood beads with his hands hidden under his sleeves.
When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were cold.
"what ever!"
He took out his sleeves and looked at the woman indifferently, "I've warned you a long time ago not to do any useless work."
After saying that, he turned around and strode away.
Song Wanning took back her hanging hand and looked sadly at the man's back as he left indifferently.
"Auntie, what should we do now?"
Qinghe stepped forward and glanced at Song Wanning worriedly.
The prince is so ruthless and wants to become a Buddha. When can my aunt climb into his bed?
"Let's take a step and see."
Song Wanning sighed.
Fortunately, He Yuzhang doesn't dislike her now, so there is still a glimmer of hope.
"Let's go back and copy Buddhist scriptures."
Song Wanning took Qinghe back to her residence, but He Yuzhang turned around and went to the Zen room.
This Zen room was decorated by He Yuzhang. The two old men, the Marquis and the Marquis, initially disagreed, but they were afraid of resistance and decided to let their precious son go to Fuyun Temple.
I can only give up.
Entering the Zen room, He Yuzhang sat cross-legged, twirling the Buddhist beads with one hand and knocking the wooden fish with the other.
The crisp and ethereal sound of wooden fish echoed in the Zen room, but He Yuzhang was still unable to enter concentration. In his breath, the vague and non-existent milky fragrance always lingered around him.
It made him feel depressed.
"Ingots!"
The narrow eyes opened, and the eyes that should have been clear were filled with anger.
It had been a long time since he heard his master's tone of voice being 'contaminated' by the mortal world, so Yuan Bao immediately jumped in.
"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
"Go get a bowl of herbal tea."
Herbal tea?
Yuan Bao was stunned. At this time of autumn, he wasn't too busy thinking about it, right?
Although he was doubtful, he didn't dare to hesitate and quickly turned to the small kitchen to prepare a bowl of herbal tea.
He Yuzhang drank a bowl of herbal tea with a cold face, and the restless fire in his body was instantly extinguished.
"Tonight, I am going to chant sutras in the Zen room, and no one is allowed in."
Yuan Bao responded: "Yes."
…
The cold autumn wind still made people shiver. Yuan Bao leaned against the door, his eyelids trembling.
Suddenly a pair of small hands pushed him gently.
Yuan Bao woke up and looked back at Qing He with a smile on his face.
"Brother Yuanbao, I just came to Hou Mansion and I'm not familiar with it. Aunt Lan is hungry. Can you take me to the kitchen?"
The girl's voice is sweet and waxy.
Yuan Bao was immediately fascinated.
He turned around and glanced at the candlelight dancing on the window.
The prince should have entered samadhi. It should be fine if he leaves for a while.
"Brother Yuanbao, please."
Qinghe looked at Yuanbao eagerly.
Yuan Bao's heart softened and he quickly said: "Okay, I'll take you there right now."
The two walked towards the kitchen talking and laughing.
And just after the two left, a light blue figure quietly entered the Zen room.
As soon as Song Wanning entered the Zen room, the familiar Buddhist fragrance hit her face, taking away the coldness from her body.
The Zen room was much smaller than He Yuzhang's yard. As soon as she entered, she saw He Yuzhang sitting there cross-legged.
"Brother-in-law?"
The woman shouted softly.
Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he walked up to him quietly and waved his slender fingers in front of the man's eyes.
Suddenly, the man opened his eyes suddenly. Song Yuning was so frightened that she swayed and fell directly in front of the man.
He Yuzhang frowned and looked at her indifferently.
"You didn't listen to half of the warning I gave you during the day!"
Why is He Yuzhang a little irritable right now?
Song Wanning swallowed her saliva in fear, and felt relieved when she saw that there was no lust in the man's eyes.
Also, He Yuzhang was the eldest son of the Hou family after all, so it was impossible for him to be given aphrodisiac twice in a row.
The woman quickly took out a stack of rice paper filled with words from her sleeve.
He looked at the man with cautious eyes and said, "Brother-in-law, this is the scripture I copied as a punishment. I, I really am here to admit my mistake."
He Yuzhang did not reach out to pick it up, but just lowered his eyes.
The plum-blossom regular script on the rice paper is upright and delicate, and it is also a rare and good calligraphy.
Facing the woman's pitiful eyes, He Yuzhang narrowed his eyes and said in an indifferent tone: "Then tell me what you did wrong?"
Song Wanning knelt down in front of the man, her hands on her knees slightly closed.
"Wan Ning made two mistakes."
"My first mistake was that I shouldn't have spoken ill of Mr. Xu in front of my brother-in-law."
"The second mistake is that my brother-in-law warned me many times not to block your path to becoming a Buddha, but Yun Ning did it knowing that she couldn't do it. She hopes that you will become a Buddha, but she also hopes that you will become a demon."
