Book with Emperor

Chapter 192 The same check
Qin Guanyue stepped into the Buddhist hall, and immediately saw Yue Wentian standing at the door, while He Lin was talking to the host Wumiao.

"I've seen the Emperor Master." Wu Miao clasped his hands together and saluted.

Qin Guanyue nodded slightly, then glanced at Yue Wentian, and said, "Something happened just now, so it was delayed."

After finishing speaking, she was going to find a place to drink tea according to the old rules, but the host Wu Miao called out, "Does the emperor need to offer incense to pay back his wish?"

Qin Guanyue thought of the wish she made last time in front of the Buddha statue, and subconsciously glanced at Yue Wentian, "The wish I made has not yet been fulfilled, and I will come back to fulfill the wish when it is fulfilled."

Wu Miao said, "Things in the world are changing, and the road is long and difficult. Maybe the Buddha knows what the emperor is asking and will guide the direction."

"I already asked for a visa last time I came here."

"Have you ever asked the Buddha sincerely?"

"...No, I asked for it from Miao Zhu."

"Since that's the case, why not give it a try?"

"..."

Qin Guanyuexin said that the host was really persistent and insisted on making her kneel down to the Buddha statue.

"Then I will ask the Buddha."

She turned around and walked to the tall Buddha statue, knelt on the futon, and took the burning incense from Miaomiao.

Sandalwood scented, Qin Guanyue looked up at the compassionate Buddha with golden body, and gradually calmed down.

She has always wanted to know whether there are really gods and Buddhas in the world watching the world and protecting the world, and she also wanted to know why she came to Canglan.

If it is reincarnation, why does she still carry the memory of her previous life?If it is rebirth, why is it such a chaotic ancient world?
Why did she come here?For oneself, or for others, or, as Gong Yue said, to end this troubled world?
She stared at the long, half-closed eyes of the Buddha statue, and sighed in her heart that what Gong Yue said was right, those who disrespect God and Buddha are not disrespectful, but dare not.

Deep-minded people never dare to believe in gods and Buddhas, just because they dare not face their hearts and recall every choice they have made, just like Ning Zhao dare not face Gong Yue, and Gong Yue dare not face She, and she... dare not face Yue Wentian behind him.

"grown ups?"

Miao Miao broke her thoughts, "The incense is going to burn out."

Qin Guanyue looked down and found that the incense stick in her hand was half burned, but she remained silent.

She smiled, bowed her head and bowed three times, then inserted the incense into the incense burner, and took the stick.

Qin Guanyue held the stick, slowly closed her eyes, and said silently in her heart——May the rest of his life be smooth and never lose his love.

The sign cylinder shook slightly, making crisp sounds, and finally the sound of the bamboo stick falling to the ground.

Qin Guanyue opened her eyes immediately, looked down at the ground, and then her eyes froze there.

"……grown ups?"

Miaomiao watched her pick up the bamboo stick and called out cautiously.

Where is Yunheng Qinling's home?
Qin Guanyue stood up, looked at the bamboo stick in her hand with a half-smile, and suddenly snapped the bamboo stick hard with her fingers.

With a "click", the slender bamboo stick broke into two pieces, with sharp and fine bamboo thorns in the middle.

Everyone present was shocked, He Lin covered her lips and let out a low voice, "Master Emperor, your hand—"

Only then did Qin Guanyue realize that her finger had been pricked by a bamboo thorn, and a drop of blood flowed out.

Yue Wentian's expression changed, and he strode forward to grab her hand, "What are you doing!"

Qin Guanyue was taken aback, and there was a momentary blankness in her mind, as if she had just woken up, "...what?"

The wound on her hand was painful, Yue Wentian had already snatched the bamboo stick from her hand, lowered her head and wrapped her bleeding finger with a silk handkerchief.

Qin Guanyue stared down at her injured finger, then at the broken bamboo stick on the ground, her brows were slightly frowned, and a strange sense of disobedience lingered in her heart.

She looked up at the tall Buddha statue again, with compassionate eyes and a smile, looking down at all living beings.

Yue Wentian bandaged the wound, and was about to say a few words to her, but when he looked up, he saw her bewildered expression and couldn't help frowning, "What's wrong with you?"

"……fine."

Qin Guanyue shook her head hesitantly, then bent down and picked up the broken bamboo stick on the ground, and drew twelve in the middle, which was exactly the one she and He Lin drew when they came last time.

What a coincidence.

She stared at the bamboo stick for a while, then looked at the stick holder, then threw the bamboo stick in her hand back onto the incense table, and smiled softly, "It seems that I offended the Buddha and was punished."

Yue Wentian threw away her hand and looked at her coldly, obviously blaming her for not protecting her body.

It was rare for Qin Guanyue to play tricks and act obediently, so she smiled at him to show her acknowledgment of her mistake, and sure enough, the roots of His Highness Shi Zi's ears turned red again.

Xiao Sheng watched all this quietly, and glanced at the little princess beside him, who was holding the handkerchief tightly with his fingers, and his knuckles were turning white.

"It's really a coincidence. I remember that it was also the No.12 lottery last time, and it's actually the No. [-] lottery again this time."

Qin Guanyue turned her head and looked at Wu Miao with a smile, "Don't these lottery cylinders are all the same lottery, right, host?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Sheng on the side stepped forward to check the lottery in the lottery container, then shook her head to her, indicating that there was no problem.

Qin Guanyue had doubts in his eyes, but he still smiled and apologized, "Just kidding, don't blame the host."

"Amitabha, right and wrong, good and evil are all in a single thought, everything is an illusion, the emperor and teacher occupy a high position at a young age, it is inevitable that the heart is like a duckweed."

Wumiao called out the Buddha's name, his expression was like an ancient well without waves, "If the emperor is willing, the poor monk can solve the confusion for the emperor."

Qin Guanyue looked at the calm old monk in front of her and nodded, "That's fine, then I'll take care of it."

"It's noisy here, please move the emperor to the backyard."

"it is good."

The things she worries about must be related to power and power. There are too many people here, so it is inevitably inconvenient. Although Wu Miao is a monk, she understands this.

Yue Wentian was about to talk to someone, but Wu Miao said, "The princess and the prince can rest here for a while, if you have orders, just call someone."

Yue Wentian felt inexplicably uneasy, and was about to say no, when He Lin suddenly interrupted, "That's good, Shizi can just go to see the Seven Treasure Tree with me."

A hint of impatience flashed across Yue Wentian's eyebrows, and he cast his eyes on Qin Guanyue, who had already left with the host with Miaomiao.

"I thought it was an illusion, but now it seems that the prince seems to care about the emperor?"

He Lin beside her watched Qin Guanyue's figure disappear, tilted her head and smiled at Yue Wentian, "The relationship between the prince and the emperor's master...should be more than life-saving, right?"

Yue Wentian was taken aback.

backyard.

In the empty courtyard stands an ancient pine tree two people tall, which is particularly conspicuous among a clump of withered flowers and trees. There is a stone table and two stone benches under it for people to rest, and the breeze is gentle, which is very comfortable.

Qin Guanyue followed Wu Miao and sat in front of the stone table, while Xiao Sheng and Miao Miao followed closely beside her.

There was hot tea on the stone table, obviously prepared in advance, Wu Miao reached out and poured her a cup of hot tea, the tea mixed with the fragrance of jasmine was particularly comforting.

Qin Guanyue, who had been restless just now, seemed to have calmed down again. She picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Is this jasmine tea?"

"I ask the emperor not to dislike the rough tea made by the monks in the temple."

"How dare you, this tea is very good, just smelling it makes my heart calm down."

"People's hearts are originally quiet, but they are only disturbed by ordinary things."

"..."

The two came and went, and they exchanged greetings over tea. After a long while, Qin Guanyue said slowly, "Master Wumiao, I... have done some things, I don't know if they are right or wrong."

A gentle smile appeared on Wumiao's old face, "The emperor might as well speak bluntly."

"...I once hurt others in order to survive. Although I feel guilty and have been making amends, I still dare not tell the truth. I am afraid..."

"The past should be in the past, and the present should live for the future. People in the world are just trying to survive."

Wu Miao raised her eyebrows slightly, and her cloudy eyes were filled with a gleam of splendor, "No one is selfish, and so is Buddha."

(End of this chapter)