The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 86 Meeting a Marriage at Last?

The slender big hands carefully picked out the scripture pages from the bucket. Although the ink on them had been smudged, the graceful and exquisite handwriting could still be discerned.For some reason, the man stared at the scripture page for a long time, and there was a slight throbbing in his heart.Looking around again, he saw the rear window of the west wing was open.

Holding the scripture page in both hands and shaking, he took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, and carefully covered the paper to absorb the water stains.

Only then came to the window, but out of politeness, he didn't stand in front of the window, let alone look in, but stood by the window, clasped his fingers on the window lattice, and said loudly: "But the benefactor lost the sutra page?"

After asking a question, I waited for a while without answering, and the man asked again, but there was still no sound in the room.

At this moment, a woman's voice came from the south wing: "Qingchan, is the water ready?"

"Come on." The man named Qing Chan replied, looked at the scripture page in his hand again, frowned and pondered for a while, as if hesitating, but didn't want to be impolite and rash.

In the end, I just put the half-dry scripture pages on the window sill, fearing that the scripture pages would be blown away by the wind, I picked up a stone on the ground, used my white handkerchief as a pad, and pressed it down with the stone.Only then did he turn around and leave with the bucket in hand.

Feng Yao was sitting on a small stool in the kitchen at this time, resting his chin in one hand and holding a taro in the other, staring intently.

Zi Ying squatted under the stove blowing the fire, and the black smoke from time to time blackened her face.Seeing Feng Yao staring at the taro for a long time, he couldn't help asking: "Miss, what did you see? Is this taro very handsome, or did you come up with a new way to eat it?"

Feng Yao smiled lightly: "I'm just surprised, this taro is very strange. The skin is numb and thick, and it's very hard when it's raw, like a stone; but if the skin is peeled off, it becomes very soft and waxy after steaming. , with a special sweet aroma."

Zi Ying didn't understand, another puff of black smoke came out, she coughed a few times, and looked at Lan'er.

Lan'er looked at the taro in Feng Yao's hand, but frowned and sighed secretly: Is the princess practicing Zen again?It is said that all things should not only look at the appearance, but also have the meaning of rebirth from the ashes?The taro that has been steamed is sweet and delicious after being changed.

Thinking of this, Lan'er said: "Master's heart should be boiled, the days to come will be long, the most important thing is to feel sweet in my heart."

Lu Luo listened to Lan'er's words, and looked at Feng Yao, although there was a smile on his face, but there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.Knowing that Lan'er is meticulous, she has only been with Fengyao for two years, but she can actually know Fengyao's thoughts so well.

That's right, the princess's mind is not the same as this taro.It seems that it has been hardened like a rock, but when it is really cut open, and then it is served with a handful of heat, it should be full of sweetness.

Feng Yao smiled faintly again, finally put down the taro in his hand, stood up and left.

Back in the room, I immediately saw the white handkerchief flying along with the scripture pages on the back window sill.Pick it up and look closely, there are still some ink stains on the veil, it should be that someone used this veil to dry the paper.

Feng Yao looked out of the window, but there was no one there.He bowed his head and thought for a moment, then closed the rear window tightly.

In the meditation room in the small room in the south chamber...

"Qingchan, you go back. This is a nunnery after all, you have left a lot of inconvenience, don't affect the masters' cultivation." An old woman in plain clothes patted the back of Aiko's hand, signaling him to leave first.

"Mother, don't worry, Qingchan will naturally know the etiquette and will not disturb the masters. Qingchan will go down the mountain now, stay overnight in Anning Temple, and will go up the mountain to deliver the meal in person at dawn tomorrow."

"Go." The woman had a loving smile on her face. Although she was dressed in common clothes, she couldn't hide her grace and dignity.

"Yes." The man named Qing Chan agreed, got up and went out.He stayed at the door for a moment uneasy, then turned and left.

Ever since Feng Yao got used to the tranquility of this female Xiufeng, he got up every day when the sky was dawn.Without disturbing Luluo and Ziying, she poured water to wash her face alone.After thinking about itching in the middle of the night, I simply washed my hair with clean water, and let it loose without binding it, and came to the courtyard.

Earlier, the host of Zhujing Temple told Fengyao a way to adjust breath: When the red sun is rising, take a deep breath on the top of the mountain, and then exhale slowly, it can exhale the stale air between the chest and lungs, and it can also heal her previous Get rid of the root cause of the cough.

But during the two months that Feng Yao lived here, he really thought this method was very good.In addition to breathing much more smoothly, even my body is refreshed and healthy, and I seem to have grown a lot taller.

It came out early today, and the thin morning mist on the top of the mountain has not yet dissipated, but the red sun has already revealed a ray of red from the east.Through the faint mist, it is like a red gauze lingering around.

Feng Yao walked out of the mountain gate, stood in front of the tall and beautiful ancient pine and looked into the distance.There is a lot in the eyes, but there is nothing in the heart, as if the vast world in the distance is all illusory, the past and the future are all empty, and people's thoughts are stagnant.

On the stone steps in the mountain, a person walked up the steps briskly, holding a food box in one hand and a clothes hem in the other.The narrow and steep stone-step mountain road fell quickly under his feet, and he walked up it effortlessly.

Just when he was about to reach the top of Nvxiu Peak, Chu Qingchan raised his head by chance, and suddenly saw a fairy in gray, Pretty Matsushita, amidst the red clouds in the sky.The silver-gray plain shirt was golden-red by the red clouds, and the mountain wind blowing the hair full of black hair revealed her slender waist.

And just a proud back, soft and slender, and solemn with the thick rhyme lining the ancient pine.The charm that merged with the peak made people see a strong momentum from the back of a young girl.It seemed that she should have stood on the top of the mountain like this, overlooking all living beings.

The mountain wind blows, blowing the ripples of the heart lake.Chu Qingchan looked at the silver-gray back in a daze, and there was a bit of familiarity in the daze.I can't help but ask myself: Where have I seen such a figure?
It wasn't until the red sun jumped out of the clouds, illuminating the entire Nvxiu Peak with dazzling golden light, that Feng Yao looked back, sighed deeply, turned and entered Zhu Jing Nunnery.

Long sigh, with loneliness and sadness.When it reached Chu Qingchan's ears, it actually aroused the thoughts that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.Another pretty figure from the back suddenly flashed in my mind, and I was overjoyed: Could it be her!

Is it really her?It used to be just a hasty look, but the back view left behind has been imprinted in my mind and remembered in my heart.For more than a year, I have searched everywhere but have not found a beautiful woman. Could it be such a coincidence that I met here?
Chu Qingchan glanced ecstatically at the unimpressive but rather ancient plaque of Zhujing Nunnery, and then walked along the mountain gate to look at the back that was drifting away to the west chamber.

It just so happened that the ancient bell in the nunnery rang, and it fell to his heart, which made Chu Qingchan feel deeply: Could it be that the Bodhisattva is guiding in the dark, so that he can finally meet a good relationship here?

(End of this chapter)