Fast time travel: Tea-type beauties flirt with crazy paranoid bosses

Chapter 107
Chi Yao quickly went through the plot, she frowned slightly, and asked: "004, why is there no plot behind the heroine in this plane?"

[There seems to be no heroine in this plane. Isn't the hero executed in the end, and the follow-up plot will be gone. 】

The plot has developed to one year after the current emperor ascended the throne. At this time, she and the male protagonist have not seen each other for almost a year, and there is not much time before she is married away.

She sighed softly, opened her eyes slightly, and looked at herself in the bronze mirror. Even though she was suspended with more delicate drugs, her face was still slightly pale.

After only returning to the palace for a year, the eyes that used to be lively in the past now only look up with a touch of sadness.

The servant girl behind her lowered her head and reminded softly, "Your Highness, it's getting late."

Chi Yao raised her hand slightly, and the maid at the side gently helped her up, and slowly followed her out of the palace gate.

Outside the door, a palanquin had already stopped outside the palace gate waiting for Chi Yao.

As the current emperor's only sister-in-law, her status is extremely honorable. Even when the first emperor was still alive, she was extremely favored. Marry far away as their concubine, otherwise the emperor would not want to marry his own sister to far away.

Also because the emperor felt sorry for Chi Yao's heart disease and worried about her health, he gave her a sedan chair and allowed her to ride in the palace.

Chi Yao looked at the sedan chair in front of her, thought about the plot behind her, sighed slightly in her heart, and bent down into the sedan chair.

The rickety sedan chair walked towards the palace where the Buddha was worshipped. People passing by all saluted. The whole palace was busy and silent, and the oppressive atmosphere spread throughout the palace, but no one dared to speak out loudly.

As the sedan chair stopped, it slowly got off the sedan chair beside it.

Because the empress usually likes to worship the Buddha, and after the Buddha was born, after hearing that the Buddha was very talented in this area, she wanted her to personally invite him to the palace to preach the Dharma and cultivate the sentiments in the palace.

Chi Yao came to the hall dressed in fine clothes, and the tall Buddha statue looked down on the crowd kindly and dignifiedly. Although he was smiling, he looked solemn because of the oppression of his gaze, which made people dare not make loud noises.

Su Ziqing, no, Qingding Buddha knelt under the Buddha statue, facing all the emperors and nobles.

The fragrance of Buddha that rose slightly made him look like an exiled immortal, and the half-blown black hair scattered behind him formed a strong contrast. He was dressed in a simple and single Buddhist robe, and his jointed fingers slowly coiled the beads. I don't know whether it is the blackness of the Buddhist beads that make the fingers white, or the delicate fingertips that make the luster of the Buddhist beads.

The cold appearance only makes people feel that he is difficult to get close to, and he can only be seen from a distance but not playful, and he is timid, leaving him with respect in his heart.

He slowly opened his clear eyes, with eyes that seemed to see through everything, and raised his eyes to look in the direction Chi Yao came in.

Before Chi Yao recovered and met his eyes, he had already retracted his eyes and said to the queen: "Empress, today's Dharma lecture can begin."

The queen bowed to him and said respectfully, "Please!"

He knelt on the futon, for a moment he didn't know whether it was his cool temperament like the tranquility of a Buddha, or his handsome face like the gentleness of a Buddha.

His faint voice was mixed with Buddhism from time to time, preaching the rituals of Buddhism for everyone, and occasionally answering everyone's doubts. After hearing the answer, the person who answered was suddenly enlightened, as if enlightened, and his tone became more respectful.

(End of this chapter)