Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1065 One Thought Becomes a Buddha (22)

"That day, I sent flower cakes to Lingxiao Hall, but I heard that kind of voice outside the door."

She paused, and looked at Shang Buddha's gentle and calm eyes.

Buddha's eyelashes trembled, as if he understood what she meant, and smiled slightly, indicating that he understood.

So she continued: "I wanted to go, but the Emperor of Heaven heard my footsteps and immediately sent someone to arrest me."

"You also know what happened later. I hid in your place and avoided the search of God Attendant."

"It's just that the Emperor of Heaven still found out that I was ordered by the God of Flowers to deliver flower cakes. He wanted to punish me. I agreed."

"But in the middle." She frowned, "In short, I don't like the way he looks at me."

The movement of Buddha pouring tea paused slightly, his eyes were empty and bottomless.

She continued to complain: "He stretched out his hand to touch me, but I avoided it, so he was not happy, and then punished me to go to Qilian Mountain to face the wall."

"What else to say. When I think it through, when will I send someone to tell him."

She said, holding her face to look at him.

"So, little master, it's not that I don't have time, it's just that I've been grounded and can't come out, so I can't come to you."

"The Emperor of Heaven, that disgusting man, sent a servant to guard outside Qilian Mountain, forcing me to bow my head. If I don't obey, he will not let me go back to the Heavenly Palace."

"Elder Land also said that I was challenging the patience of the Emperor of Heaven."

"One day, the Emperor of Heaven will have no patience, and he will tie me up to Lingxiao Palace, and then—"

She pursed her lips and stopped talking.

The beautiful beauty fell into silence for a while.

The Buddha still had the same look of no sadness or joy, lightly, twisting the beads, and looked up at her.

The gentle and compassionate Buddha quietly listened to her complaints without making a sound.

The dark and empty gaze skipped over her face, and the tea in front of her was moist and warm.

"Then you don't want to commit yourself to him?"

He asked slowly, his voice as soft as tea.

The beauty snorted twice and shook her head: "I don't want to."

The Buddha looked at her quietly.

The beauty blinked, then looked at him: "You don't want to persuade me to obey the Emperor of Heaven, do you?"

The Buddha lowered his eyes and his face was calm: "The benefactor doesn't want to, so I won't talk nonsense."

"After all, it's a major marriage event, and it's human nature for the benefactor not to want it."

"...That's good." Satisfied, the beauty lay quietly on the table, her fingers long and thin.

She said, "However, even if you persuade me, I won't listen."

She looked at him with a smile: "The big deal is death. Anyway, life is enough, so why not die?"

The Buddha twisted the beads with gentle eyes.

"The benefactor doesn't have to think so extreme, the matter won't be that serious."

".What if it's really serious?" She asked him with a blink of an eye.

"If he really wants to force me, will you show up to save me?"

The benevolent and compassionate Buddha has light eyes and clear eyes.

The warm light outside the pavilion fell on his eyes, reflecting the beautiful colors, and his beautiful lips slightly raised. He said lightly: "The Buddha saves all sentient beings. If the benefactor has something to ask, I will try my best to help."

"So, please don't worry about it."

"...will you really save me?"

The beauty looked at him with beautiful and special eyes, without blinking.

The Buddha is still calm and calm, with a gentle and calm appearance, with long eyelashes drooping and hands clasped together.

"If it really comes to that point, I will help."

(End of this chapter)