Red Mansion Beijingwang

Cuicui Temple.

Miao Yu is sitting cross-legged on a futon, wearing a Miao Chang bun on her head, a black and white lining vest with dark green piping, tied with a light blue silk ribbon, and a moon-white pleated skirt tied around her waist. She has a slim figure and graceful curves.

At this moment, the master was holding a Buddhist scripture in his hand, with no makeup on his face, and a comfortable expression. The three-legged beast on the table was filled with incense, and the only sound left in the meditation room was the sound of flipping through Buddhist scriptures. It seemed like a A quiet and pleasant picture.

Suddenly, Die'er walked in from the outside and said with a smile on her face: "Girl, the prince is here."

Miaoyu's subordinate, who was reading the Buddhist scriptures, paused for a moment, feeling an inexplicable joy in his heart. Then a touch of red appeared on his cold jade cheeks, as if he was remembering the embarrassment that he couldn't bear to look back on that day, and secretly spat: "Bah, that's right. A person who loves to abuse others."

Although she was embarrassed and annoyed, she still honestly raised her head and looked up with a pair of clear eyes. She saw that tall figure slowly walking in. The smile on the corner of her lips suddenly felt dazzling, and a feeling surged in her heart. Feeling ashamed and annoyed, he said in a cold voice: "Die'er, beat him out."

This was the man who acted like a strongman and ruined her practice.

Thinking of this, Miaoyu's beautiful jade cheeks turned as red as clouds, and her heart trembled involuntarily. Today, we must not let this person succeed. If he dares to act like a strongman again, he must do it.

Die'er: "."

How could she, a maid, dare to beat a prince out? Is she dissatisfied with herself and trying to harm me by changing her ways?

When Shui Rong saw that Miaoyu actually had someone beat him out, he felt speechless. It was because of the spring rain that day that the master, who had been clean for a long time, wet his skirt. Why was he so embarrassed to see others?

I still remember that Master Tai had a rosy face and drove him out of the Cuicui Temple directly, leaving Shui Rong unable to find out the depth of Master Tai. However, if Miaoyu really resisted, she would not refuse and would welcome him. The scent of incense makes you not recognize anyone even if you lift your skirt.

Perhaps the master has experienced the baptism of the spring rain, and is freed from desire. She feels ashamed in her heart. This shows that she is devoted to the Buddha, and she is truly responsible and upright.

Waving his hand to make Die'er retreat, Shui Rong's eyes fell on the beautiful figure sitting cross-legged, and said with a smile: "Master, the Buddha said: "Open the door of convenience", I sincerely worship the Buddha, why bother to reject others thousands of miles away, Master? outside."

Sincerely point to the "Buddha" in front of you and point directly to your original heart. There is nothing wrong with it.

When Miaoyu heard this, her cold jade face changed, and she felt even more ashamed and annoyed in her heart. What does it mean to sincerely pray to the Buddha? Everyone knows what you are praying for.

With a cold snort, Miaoyu looked at the young man with her clear jade face, with a bit of coldness in her clear eyes, and said sarcastically: "Your Majesty, you don't have to be eloquent. If you save a destined person, you don't save a male thief and a female prostitute like Your Majesty." generation."

The young man in front of him has impure goals, so if he tries to save himself, he will most likely feed the devil with his own body.

Shui Rong looked at the cold-faced Miaoyu, his eyes were like water, but with a cold meaning, as if exuding an inviolable holy light.

Such a holy master wife can only be seen from a distance. It really makes people more and more excited.

Is it just that Master Miaoyu is as sincere as Zhishui? If he really disliked her, why did Miaoyu still stay in the palace, and why did she sit cross-legged on the futon and remain motionless when facing him? In the final analysis, Miaoyu couldn't get over that hurdle in her heart, and her harsh voice was just to cover up her Feeling guilty, deep down in her heart, she was probably hoping that Shui Rong would do something extraordinary so that she could passively accept it.

If you want it, you still want it.

In layman's terms, Buddhism is like Miaoyu's husband. This husband was chosen by her parents, and she had no choice. After more than ten years of companionship, she has treated each other with respect, but has no emotions. There is a resistance in her heart to escape, but she is stuck in her identity. Extricate yourself.

Now a person suddenly appeared that made his heart beat. A feeling of guilt about cheating arose spontaneously, but he was also longing for it, and he gradually sank into it with half push and half surrender.

Well, that’s probably how I feel.

Facing the troubled Miaoyu, don't think about convincing people with reason, you have to take the initiative. Therefore, Shui Rong moved closer, ignoring the cold look on the beauty's pink face, put his hands on the beauty's jade shoulders, and leaned against the beauty's crystal clear face. Next to his earlobe, he whispered: "Master, there is no one in the world who cannot be saved. I covet an expert in Buddhism. His sins are serious. I hope Master will sincerely save him."

Miaoyu's shoulders trembled slightly, and her earlobes turned pink involuntarily. She bit her pink lips lightly with her teeth, and looked at the young man who was close to Chi Chi with her beautiful face raised. The faint red sandalwood fragrance of the young man lingered in Qiong's nose. An imperceptible blush appeared on her cheeks.

In terms of Buddhism alone, what this man said was reasonable. However, she understood that the young man was metaphorically speaking, and the Buddhist master he coveted was herself.

Pursing her pink lips, Miaoyu said with a hint of softness in her voice, "Then sit down and I'll burn incense and make tea, and I'll have tea and discuss Taoism with the prince."

It's just salvation. This is what people in Buddhism should do. There are no dirty thoughts.

When Shui Rong saw this, he didn't feel funny in his heart. He was still aloof and arrogant before, but then he softened. This inner defense was really broken at the touch of a button.

So, women are always inconsistent with their words and deeds. The colder they act, the hotter they are inside. The key is to take the initiative.

His eyes fell on the beauty's crystal peach petals, and Shui Rong stepped forward to take in the sweetness.

"Bah"

Miaoyu's clear face turned red, her clear eyes stared at the boy, with a look of disbelief on her eyebrows. The shame in her heart prompted the beauty to push the boy, but the woman was already weak, and the beauty's deep consciousness He didn't resist, but his strength became a little timid, and he couldn't push the young and energetic boy.

Gradually, the beautiful city gate was lost, and the sea turned into a river. She felt that her mind was wandering, and all thoughts of becoming a monk were forgotten, and her beautiful eyes gently closed.

I don’t know how long it has been, but Miaoyu’s clear jade face has become as gorgeous as clouds. She is panting slightly, her bright red peach petals are shining with crystal luster, and her clear eyes under the willow leaves’ thin eyebrows are as full as water, and they are less cold. A little more charming.

At this moment, Miaoyu is no longer a holy master, but a secular Yanni.

Shui Rong stretched out his hand and tugged at the light blue silk ribbon tied around the beauty's waist, then put the light blue silk ribbon on the beauty's white wrist, smiling and saying nothing.

The first life, the second time familiarity, it is a matter of formality, and it opens a psychological shackles for Miaoyu, which makes it easier to accept, whether it is forced or not, everyone understands.

Miaoyu's delicate body trembled when she saw this, and her heart became even more embarrassed. This person came to "force" her again, but what could she, a weak woman who depends on others, do?

Looking up at the young man with her clear eyes, Miaoyu turned her head to the side of her crimson head, and said with a bit of trembling in her voice: "Your Majesty, don't act recklessly, this poor nun is a monk."

She is a member of the Buddhist sect and should not be greedy for lust or make the same mistake again and again.

When Shui Rong saw that Miaoyu didn't resist, he felt inexplicably. He felt nothing but nothing else. You seemed to be enjoying yourself like this. I'm afraid he liked the mood in his heart. He wanted to prepare more tomorrow, including incense, candles, and magic pestles. All can be used.

Of course, Shui Rong would definitely not be able to expose these words. If not, the arrogant Miaoyu would immediately fall out, and she would tacitly agree.

With a chuckle, Shui Rong pushed the beauty down on the futon, with her delicate body stretched out. Her hands were as dexterous as butterflies as she unbuttoned the clothes, and said leisurely: "I am haunted by evil spirits and full of distracting thoughts. It is precisely the wonderful jade that requires profound Buddhist teachings." Master, help me get rid of distracting thoughts."

When Miaoyu heard this, there was a hint of anger on her crystal jade cheeks, and she glared at the young man with her willow eyes. She was already in such a state, and yet she was so high-sounding. She made it clear that she was just making fun of her. What she wanted to do to help him get rid of distracting thoughts was not to satisfy him. evil thoughts. Biting her pink lips lightly, Miaoyu snorted, turned her head and ignored her, letting the young man remove her skirt.

The man was a swordsman, and I was a fish and meat, and her hands were trapped. What could she do, just let him go.

Shui Rong saw Miaoyu and snorted proudly. When she revealed the matching moon-white red plum coat, her eyes fell on the red plum stamens embroidered on it, which were in bud, lifelike. She reached out and folded them lightly.

Miaoyu snorted and clenched her hands into fists. Her pretty face turned red. She angrily beat the boy with her pink fist and scolded: "You are a slut, what are you doing?" To get rid of distracting thoughts is to abuse others in a different way."

Exorcise it, expel it, what does it mean to tease her now.

Shui Rong heard the words and didn't take it seriously. He lowered his eyes and looked at the beauty's red jade cheeks. The coldness between his eyebrows did not diminish. As his fingertips were flying, he said softly: "What Master Tai said, I have never done anything to offend anyone. It's true." The embroidery work of this red plum is exquisite and natural, which shows that Shitai’s female workers are not inferior to others.”

This is completely natural, and the position of the red plum blossom stamens is very appropriate.

Although Miaoyu knew that there was something in the young man's words, she still felt happy when she heard the young man's compliments. For her, not only in Buddhism, literary talent, but also as a female worker, she was not inferior to others. This was her pride.

With a slight snort, Miaoyu laughed at herself: "The red plum is independent from the world, but in the end it still cannot escape the world and becomes an ornamental toy."

Not only Hongmei, but she at this moment is also the plaything of the boy in front of her. The most shameful thing is that she clearly feels like Ming Jing in her heart, but she just can't hate it.

Shui Rong understood Miaoyu's metaphor from the word "left alone in the world", and he explored it with interest. He felt soft and creamy, and said softly: "Red plums are naturally beautiful and fragrant, with beautiful and diverse flower shapes and graceful postures." It is diverse, has bright and colorful flowers, and has a fragrant smell. I am very happy about it, and I have never meant to insult it.”

Humiliation is such an unpleasant word to hear, so you have to appreciate it.

Miaoyu's delicate body trembled, her pretty face flushed with shame, and her cherry lips were biting with her cherry teeth. She understood that the young man also used flowers as a metaphor for people, and joy and sweetness surged in her heart.

It's just that this person acted like this, but said that he didn't mean to humiliate her, which is not convincing.

Even so, Miaoyu also knew in her heart that if she resisted, the young man would never force her, and if the young man was really a robber, she would not fall in love with him.

Hey, she knew it was impossible, but she couldn't bear to push the young man out, acquiescing to the young man's misbehavior. After all, it was her six impure roots that caused the dust. If the Buddha blamed her, all unknown disasters would be borne by her alone.

After a moment of silence, Miaoyu endured the trembling in her heart, her clear eyes moved, and her voice was a little trembling, and she said: "Your Majesty, this poor nun is a member of the Buddhist sect, and I don't want to drag you down."

A nun and a prince, not to mention how she was slandered by others, the prince lost his face and was laughed at for nothing.

Shui Rong heard the words and didn't take it seriously. He came closer and lowered his eyes to look at this beautiful and delicate jade face. His eyes faced each other, as if there were threads of silk, and he said seriously: "What about the people in the Buddhist sect? Since I am happy with the Master, I have no regrets in my heart. If anyone dares to talk nonsense, pluck out his tongue, even if the Buddha comes, it will be useless."

In the face of such a beautiful woman, some rumors are nothing. There is a saying that is not good. If you die under peonies, you can be charming even if you are a ghost. What's more, he is a noble prince. Whoever dares to be presumptuous will laugh at his romantic affairs at most.

After all, not to mention a nun, there are also many things like nephew-in-law, daughter-in-law, and baby mother.

Miaoyu listened to Shui Rong's strong confession, and while her heart was filled with joy, she felt a surge of fear. She hurriedly said: "There is a god three feet above your head. How can you speak without restraint and be disrespectful to the Buddha? Shut up quickly."

After all, how could this man be involved with the Buddha?

Shui Rong saw the anxious look on Miaoyu's beautiful face, and couldn't help but smile knowingly, and leaned close to her ear, saying softly: "Okay, then I'll stop talking, so Master Tai won't be entangled."

This strongman's behavior seemed new once or twice, but if it continued like this, he would get tired of it. He still hoped that Miaoyu could take the initiative, otherwise how could he make Miaoyu's tongue shine like a lotus flower and chant sutras to ward off disasters.

When Miaoyu heard this, she raised her pink cheeks and gave the young man a look with her beautiful eyes. It doesn't matter whether you are entangled or not. You just do whatever you are supposed to do. How have you ever stopped your steps?

However, the beauty still softly said "Hmm", then turned her head as red as the clouds and remained silent.

Shui Rong smiled knowingly when he saw this, and it seemed that Miaoyu could take the initiative, but he was just learning from the past, and in order to avoid the embarrassment of being kicked out before he had enough fun last time, he whispered: "Then I will ventilate you again. , so as not to be depressed."

Although Miaoyu was extremely talented, she didn't know what the young man meant. Suddenly her heart trembled, and she saw the young man lying on his head, which made the beauty's cheeks turn red.

What else is there to talk about ventilating? It's just for teasing people, so you don't mind being dirty. But this time you have to be more reserved and don't be embarrassed.

After a while, Miaoyu opened her beautiful eyes and saw the young man pursed his lips, and there was a bit of relief between Liuye's slender brows. He did not show any embarrassment, but for some reason, there was a melancholy in the depths of her heart. Not as smooth as last time.

Thinking of this, Miao Yuyu's face was filled with embarrassment, and she screamed in her heart that she was in a daze. She was a good outsider, but she was addicted to lust, and all the sutras she recited were in vain.

At this moment, Shui Rong came up and captured the beauty's lips, making the journey smooth.

When Miaoyu's mind wandered, she suddenly remembered something. Her beautiful eyes, which were slightly closed, opened wide. She pushed the young man away with her bare hands that were covered with her hands. There was anger in her clear eyes. She turned her head and spat twice, and said angrily: "You are full of filth, how could you do this?"

At this moment, the beauty in Miaoyu's heart disappeared, and she could only feel her stomach churning.

Shui Rong chuckled, his hands lingering on Qiong Peak, and said with a smile: "I don't dislike you, Master Tai, you can't dislike yourself."

Well, he did it on purpose. He was disliked by Ke Qing before, and now he wants Miaoyu to have a taste of it, paving the way for accepting him in the future.

This is called preparing for a rainy day, and it's not all about teasing Master Miaoyu who has a mysophobia.

Upon hearing this, Miaoyu's pretty face turned red with embarrassment. She raised her lassoed pink fist and struck the young man on the shoulder, saying angrily: "You know how to abuse others."

She had teased her in every possible way before, but now she was being allowed to taste her true self and she had become a boy's plaything.

After saying that, Miaoyu saw that the young man did not answer, and she felt doubtful in her heart. She raised her head and looked up, only to see a flash of cold light, which immediately made Miaoyu's heart skip a beat. She turned pale and said, "Your Majesty, no."

In a moment, there was a cry of orioles and green willows, and the Zen room lost its former holiness and blood. (End of this chapter)