Confused country poison concubine

Chapter 256
When Qiu Yebai came back to his senses, the tip of his nose had already leaned against the monk's shoulder, smelling the light sandalwood on his body. The clean and shallow smell on the body is much more comfortable.

Feeling that Yuan Ze simply wanted to express his feelings, Qiu Yebai hesitated for a while, but did not refuse, but said indifferently: "What should A Ze want to thank me for?"

Yuan Ze's gentle and kind voice sounded in her ears: "The poor monk is very grateful to the Bodhisattva for allowing you and me to form a relationship. The poor monk knows that he is dull in the world, but the little white benefactor allows the poor monk to see it in these days." Seeing many lights and shadows that I have never seen before, although the poor monk is not good at words, he also knows that this is a good relationship."

Qiu Yebai smiled slightly, lazily put her chin on his shoulder, and said mockingly: "Why, the people in the Palace of Words of Truth protect you too well?"

This embrace is quite comfortable to lean against.

For so many years, she has always been someone to rely on. This is the first time someone hugged her like this. It feels quite fresh. Maybe it's because Yuanze's aura has always been gentle and pure, which makes people feel a strange feeling. Peace of mind.

Yuan Ze was taken aback, then looked up at her: "You know?"

Qiu Yebai looked at Yuan Ze's somewhat surprised expression, and raised her eyebrows: "Don't you expect me to take those words of yours as deaf ears?"

Yuan Ze was stunned for a while, then slowly shook his head, looked at Qiu Yebai with a complicated expression, and murmured softly to himself: "Let's talk about it, do you really decide to want him? "

Qiu Yebai looked at Yuan Ze like that, Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, why is this monk talking all over again?
Yuan Ze looked over and smiled: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about something."

He paused, stretched out his hand to brush his drooping silver hair, and continued to speak softly: "You are right, everything that the Mantra Palace and the poor monk can see these days is different."

"What did you see?" Qiu Yebai had to say that he was still a little curious. This monk has always looked ignorant, and he really showed his power when someone stepped on his food on the small island that day. A little sober, usually eat or sleep, and when he wakes up, he is also in a daze.

Yuan Ze curled up his lips: "The poor monk saw the real world, he was happy to beg for revenge, rode a horse and flew a boat, saw the sincerity under some calculations, saw the sincerity under the mask of absurdity and the natural talent must be useful."

Qiu Yebai narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at the bustling dandies in the cabin after the disaster, who were drinking happily and punching: "I can understand that you are praising me, it doesn't matter if you praise me, but don't If those things can hear you praising them so much, I'm afraid their tails will go up to the sky."

Yuan Ze smiled, and followed her eyes to see the bustle of lights and glass, the atmosphere of red dust and fireworks, and he sighed softly: "The most important thing is that the poor monk still saw—freedom."

free……

It was also rare for Qiu Yebai to agree with him this time, she paused, and said softly: "Yes, freedom..."

For some reason, at this moment, she suddenly felt that this word seemed to be far away from her.

Yuan Ze approached her suddenly, lowered his head and reached out to carefully pin her hair that was blown flying around behind her ears.

"The poor monk will take his leave as soon as he gets off the boat."

His close distance, such gentle and intimate movements made her breathe slowly, and her eyes stopped on his slender and curled eyelash feathers and silver-gray transparent eyes.

Looking at this face at such a close distance, I feel that Yuan Ze's skin looks delicate and fair to transparent.

She said absent-mindedly: "Are you going to find someone from the Mantra Palace?"

Hearing that Yuan Ze was leaving, it was naturally impossible to say that she had no feelings at all.

"No, they will come to find me." Yuan Ze pressed her hair on the sideburns with his fingertips as he spoke, as if it was an extremely important task.

Qiu Yebai looked at his focused expression, but couldn't think of stopping his overly intimate actions.

Inexplicably, she became a little absent-minded: "Well... that's good."

Yuan Ze helped her fasten her hair, then suddenly looked at him and said, "Little Bai benefactor, can this poor monk ask you to agree to something?"

Qiu Yebai looked at him, and felt that his expression was as gentle as water, which made people feel like he was going to be drunk in that pool of clear spring, and subconsciously said softly: "What is it?"

Yuan Ze's face was inexplicably stained with a bit of crimson color, and that little bit of crimson color produced a charming color on his fair skin. Qiu Yebai couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, looking at that spot Fen Yan said again: "It doesn't matter, you just say it, we met after all, you just say it."

Seeing her statement like this, Yuan Ze thought for a while, then said a little embarrassedly: "The poor monk is hungry."

After all, there were a few grunts in his stomach very cooperatively.

Akiba White: "..."

How stupid is she to expect anything else from this stupid monk who doesn't recognize her relatives!

"Whatever you want to eat, just eat it when you get there!" Qiu Ye said blankly, then turned around and planned to leave.

However, Yuan Ze suddenly grabbed his sleeve, and then he suddenly took out a mahogany talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Qiu Yebai. Remember, that day you and I fell into the water together. Later, the poor monk was really hungry and accidentally ate the steamed bun you put on your chest. The poor monk remembered that the steamed stuffed bun was soft and delicious. Where did you buy it, so that the poor monk can ask someone to bring a drawer of buns before the poor monk returns to the palace."

He remembered that the dough of the buns was well-raised, the taste was smooth and not rotten, and it was very chewy.

Presumably it was the craftsmanship of the master chef. Earlier, Xiaobai’s benefactor got angry when he heard him mention steamed buns. Presumably it was because he ate the other party’s delicious steamed stuffed buns, and he was not indecent when he came and went.

"The poor monk and the people from the Palace of Mantras suddenly got separated on the waterway back to the capital, so they didn't have any valuables on them, that is, the mahogany talisman of the Palace of Mantras can be given away, and this mahogany talisman can mobilize a teaching staff of the Palace of Mantras. Everyone, seeing the talisman is like seeing the palace master or the poor monk, it is impossible to say that Xiaobai's benefactor will be able to use it in the future."

After finishing speaking, he seriously placed the two mahogany talismans in Qiu Yebai's hands.

Qiu Ye looked at the things in his hand expressionlessly, but didn't refuse, stuffed them into the sleeves, and then said: "I took this thing, but I took the talisman, and the buns are not there."

Yuan Ze was stunned: "Why is the benefactor Xiaobai so caring? The poor monk just wants to eat the buns that the benefactor Xiaobai had that day?"

Could it be that Xiaobai's benefactor doesn't like this thing he gave as much as Boss Zhu of the restaurant?
(End of this chapter)