The tea-type beauty went crazy, and the stunning male protagonist was seduced

Chapter 12 Abbot, your Buddha mind is unstable12
  After Mo Kong finished sharpening the ink, he handed the brush to Su Wanqing and said, "I would also like to ask the queen to write a word on the rice paper."

Su Wanqing raised his hand and attached it to the penholder and moved it upward until it touched Mo Kong's fingertips. Mo Kong suddenly retracted his hand.

Su Wanqing held a writing brush in his hand, like a black gel pen, and wrote a maggot-like word "ink" on the rice paper.

The several horizontal lines in the middle were obviously two parallel lines that did not intersect, but she forced them to intersect several times, and it was not clear how many of the four points there were.

This ancient calligraphy... is really difficult to write...

Su Wanqing raised her little face and looked at Mo Kong, blinking her innocent eyes, with a confused and pitiful look on her face, but she saw in Mo Kong's eyes... speechless.

Su Wanqing smiled awkwardly and said softly: "Wanqing has not been loved by his father since he was a child. He has not read for a few days, so his handwriting is a little rough..."

Su Wanqing even made it a little more serious.

Mo Kong took the brush in her hand, held it in the correct posture, and said seriously: "Empress, don't hold the brush too tightly or too low. Lift it up. Don't hold the brush with your palms, use your fingers. Hold it by its tip, just like Mo Kong did."

As he spoke, Mo Kong bent down and wrote the word "wan" with a pen. His words were flowing like clouds and flowing water, his face and bones were smooth, and he was as powerful as a startling dragon. I am afraid that the literati and scholars in the world will be amazed after reading it.

Su Wanqing looked at the stunning beauty so close at hand, thinking that if it hadn't been during the day, she would have really couldn't help but do something wanton to him...

Su Wanqing couldn't help but admired: "Mo Kong's hands are really the most beautiful in the world. He can write such heavenly characters."

As Su Wanqing spoke, he suddenly raised his slender hand from the tip of the pen upstream to Mo Kong's fingertips holding the pen, and rubbed Mo Kong's fingertips in a subtle way.

Mo Kong's hand couldn't help but tremble, and he suddenly handed the brush to her again, and said hastily: "According to what I just said, I will try to write your name again."

Su Wanqing blinked her eyes, looked at Mo Kong sincerely and said, "But I want to write Mo Kong's name even more~"

Mo Kong's expression paused and he said calmly: "Then it's up to you."

When Su Wanqing still made no progress in writing the word "Mo Kong" on the rice paper, the stern Mo Kong couldn't help but pick up the end of the brush and hit Su Wanqing on the head.

"Hiss~!" Su Wanqing felt a sting, and she couldn't help but curl up her little mouth and said dissatisfiedly, "How could you hit me, Mo Kong? After all, I am your elder!"

After Su Wan finished speaking, Mo Kong seemed to be even more angry.

"Rewrite."

Mo Kong uttered two words coldly.

Su Wanqing curled her lips and wrote it again. It was still... unsightly.

Mo Kong couldn't help but sigh and said slowly: "Empress, your posture of holding the pen is still wrong!"

Su Wanqing "adjusted" the posture of holding the pen again, deliberately wrong.

Mo Kong helplessly reached out and pinched her fingertips and moved them to the correct position step by step. The warm... hot touch made Su Wanqing feel tingling.

She subconsciously curled her lips and still wrote...the ugly word "dog chew".

Mo Kong...helpless.

Su Wanqing suddenly stretched out the hand that was not holding the pen and grabbed Mo Kong's fingertips, and attached his hand to Su Wanqing's hand step by step. Then he looked up his innocent little face and said sincerely: "Mo Kong is like this Only by teaching and holding back can you learn well." Mo Kong suddenly retracted his hand, avoided his eyes, and said coldly: "No."

Just when he retracted his hand, Mo Kong's arm accidentally touched the inkstone on the table. The inkstone slipped from the table, ink spilled into Su Wanqing's shoes, and the inkstone hit her ankle bone.

"hiss……!"

Su Wanqing frowned. It was really painful to have her bones hit. She was about to burst into tears!
  Mo Kong's expression changed and he asked hurriedly: "Empress, your foot was hit?"

Su Wanqing pouted her little mouth, her Qiu Shui eyes were filled with tears, and she said pitifully and softly: "Mo Kong, it hurts~!"

Mo Kong squatted down quickly. He subconsciously wanted to lift Su Wanqing's ink-stained trousers to see the injury, but his hand suddenly stopped because he thought that a woman's feet could not be easily seen by other men.

Su Wanqing gritted her teeth in pain, and she said with tears in her eyes: "Is Mo Kong caring about the difference between men and women? But Wanqing's injury is really painful. At this moment, Mo Kong can regard the relationship between you and me as mother and son... ah!!"

Mo Kong neatly opened Su Wanqing's trousers and "deliberately" pinched Su Wanqing's ankle bones with his fingers.

This Mo Kong seems to have no desire and no benefit, but he has a strong desire for revenge!

"I'll get the medicine."

After Mo Kong said this, he got up and went to get the medicine from the shelf on the side of the study. He squatted down again and applied the medicine to Su Wanqing.

Su Wanqing looked at the ring scar on his head and suddenly became curious. She asked softly: "Why did Mo Kong suddenly give up his identity as a prince and become a monk?"

Mo Kong paused while applying the medicine, and something seemed to flash in his bottomless eyes. He paused for a long time, and Su Wanqing was about to speak again.

He said slowly, "I felt that my sins were serious, so I escaped into Buddhism to atone for my sins."

Su Wanqing was a little puzzled. If he killed the emperor and the crown prince to seize the throne, it would be considered a serious sin. But he had not done such a thing, so how could he feel that he was guilty?
  Su Wanqing asked softly: "Then what kind of things did Mo Kong do to make him feel that his sins are serious?"

Mo Kong lowered his eyes, suddenly raised his head, looked at Su Wanqing and said, "Have you ever...killed anyone?"

Mo Kong looked at her with eyes like a deep pool with no bottom, and she seemed to see a coldness like a sharp sword in his eyes.

When Mo Kong said this, Su Wanqing thought of Wu Bin. In retrospect, she was not the one who pushed her into the trap. At that time, the queen took advantage of the fact that the plum blossoms in the palace were in full bloom and invited all the ladies to go to the back garden to enjoy the flowers.

Su Wanqing was only the closest to Wu Bin at that time, but everyone was gathered together, and the hand that suddenly stretched out seemed to belong to... the maid next to the queen.

This old witch actually framed her? !

It seems that asking her to have a lot of gold hairpins is too cheap for her!

Su Wanqing came back to her senses and said with a light smile in a relaxed tone: "I have never killed anyone with my own hands, but in the eyes of outsiders, I have killed someone."

"I have killed," Mo Kong's eyes seemed to have returned to a certain time, and he continued slowly, "tens of thousands of people have died by my hands, and tens of thousands of people have died because of my orders. A hundred thousand times, I held a sword full of blood in my hand. They knelt on the ground and cried and begged me, but I remained indifferent. In that killing, the blood flowed into a river and kept running towards the low-lying place, as if the sky had just fallen. There was a huge rain of blood..."

Su Wanqing looked into Mo Kong's eyes, and the more he looked at them, the darker and colder they felt. This look made it seem as if he was killing someone right now.

Su Wanqing couldn't help but feel a tremor in her heart. When did Mo Kong kill so many people? Why hasn't the entire country heard about such a massive killing?
  The more Su Wanqing looked at Mo Kong, and the more she thought about what he said, the more chills ran down her spine...

(End of this chapter)