Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 79

Seeing that Xiangcheng guessed what was on her mind, Fang Yiai was horrified, and the teacup in her hand fell to the ground.

Looking at the tea soup spilled all over the floor, Fang Yiai's lips trembled slightly, her hands trembled, and she didn't know how to deal with the thoughtful Xiangcheng.

After noticing the strange expression on Fang Yi'ai's face, Xiangcheng covered his face and smiled lightly, "Look at Fang Lang, who is so frightened, that Fang Lang, who is a slave, is being questioned by his father."

Fang Yiai didn't know whether it was Cheng Yaojin and others who leaked the news, or Xiangcheng's ingenuity, he didn't know what was true, so he had no choice but to testify: "Princess, you."

"My family sees that Fang Lang's alias is very popular in Chang'an these days, so I guessed it right." Xiangcheng sipped the fragrant tea and said, "Fang Lang, I can't see that you are still a first-class talented scholar. Ah. As expected of being the son of Prime Minister Fang, he is much better than Xiao Rui, that trash."

Fang Yiai saw that Xiangcheng had guessed her details and thoughts clearly, so she had no choice but to beg: "Princess, it is my fault to enter the Imperial College under false pretences. I hope the princess will not speak to others."

"Fang Lang, don't worry, the slave family will never tell anyone else." After speaking, Xiangcheng refilled a cup of hot tea, got up and stood in front of Fang Yi'ai, and said, "But Fang Lang has to swear to the sky."

Fang Yiai's hanging heart has not yet settled down. Hearing Xiangcheng's words, she couldn't help asking curiously: "Swear? What vow?"

"The slave family wants Fang Lang to show his face to the sky, and he will marry the slave family in this life. Put it down, the slave family only seeks truth and not fame."

As soon as Xiangcheng's words came out, Fang Yiai's heart couldn't help but tremble, she wanted to refuse but was worried that she would anger the femme fatale in front of her.

Seeing that Fang Yi'ai was silent, Xiangcheng's almond eyes darkened, and he asked softly, "Is Fang Lang unwilling?"

Reminiscent of the fact that if Emperor Taizong of Tang learned that he had entered the Imperial Academy under a false name at this time, he might not be able to bear the crime of deceiving the emperor, Fang Yi hesitated in love.He wanted to lie to Xiangcheng, but he, who has been reborn through soul transmigration, has developed a deep respect for the gods. Facing Xiangcheng's aggressiveness, Fang Yiai was a little hesitant for a while.

"This"

Just when Fang Yiai was hesitating, a voice suddenly came from outside the garden wall, "Where is the princess? I bought a high-quality inkstone, and I want to invite the princess to watch it."

Seeing Xiao Rui returning to the mansion, Fang Yiai couldn't help being startled, in a hurry, she quickly took the teacup from Xiangcheng's hand, then lifted her robe and knelt in the flower pavilion.

Holding the teacup with both hands, Fang Yiai looked up at the sky and vowed, "If Fang Jun lives up to what Princess Xiangcheng said before, in the future."

Xiangcheng was overjoyed to see Fang Yiai kneeling down to swear an oath, and asked softly, "How is it?"

"In the future, I will be filled with random arrows, and I will die without a burial!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai drank the tea soup in the teacup in one gulp, then got up and raised her palm, and threw the teacup on the bluestone steps.

Seeing that Xiao Rui was coming soon, Fang Yiai didn't dare to stay, she cupped her hands and said to Xiangcheng: "Princess, since the oath has been made, I will take my leave first."

Xiangcheng looked at Fang Yiai after the vow, with almond eyes shy, and whispered softly, "Okay, Fang Lang's house is waiting for you!"

Farewell to Xiangcheng, Fang Yiai walked out of the garden quickly, so as not to encounter any misunderstanding with Xiao Rui.

It's scary what happened, the moment Fang Yiai walked out of the garden, she bumped into Xiao Rui who was holding an inkstone.

"House consort!"

Seeing Fang Yi'ai, Xiao Rui seemed a little surprised, he hurried forward to meet him, cupped his hands and said, "This is Fang's son-in-law?"

"Oh..." Seeing Xiao Rui's question, Fang Yi's heart turned, and he made up an excuse, "Gao Yang and Princess Xiangcheng are deeply in love, and they haven't seen each other for a few days, so they invited me to visit."

Knowing the reason for Fang Yiai's visit, Xiao Rui nodded repeatedly, then grabbed Fang Yiai's sleeve and brought her to the corner.

Seeing Xiao Rui's strange behavior, Fang Yiai was slightly surprised, and then asked, "What is Prince Xiao doing?"

"Brother Fang, what joy do you have with Princess Gaoyang?" Halfway through speaking, Xiao Rui looked around for a few times, blushing and said: "Don't be afraid of Brother Fang's jokes, since I was beaten by Brother Fang in the Princess Mansion that day, Xiangcheng I haven’t been allowed into the room for half a month.”

As soon as this remark came out, Fang Yiai felt like laughing for a while, suppressed the smile, and said: "Mr. Xiao's literary talent is first-rate, it shouldn't be difficult to write some poems about thrushes?"

"This..." Hearing Fang Yiai's words, Xiao Rui was stunned for a while, then slapped his forehead, and said with a smile: "Thank you for reminding me, Brother Fang, I will set a drink to thank Brother Fang some other day."

Looking at Xiao Rui with a bright smile, Fang Yiai swallowed a mouthful of saliva and thought to himself, "Don't put on the hat of Bianji, shall I put one on Xiao Rui's head first?"

Reminiscent of Xiangcheng's coquettish attitude in Chang'an Inn, Fang Yiai couldn't help but tremble, bid farewell to Xiao Rui, and quickly left the Xiangcheng Princess Mansion.

Walking out of Xiangcheng Princess Mansion, Fang Yiai looked at the bustling crowd on the street, and sighed softly, "Looks like it's time to go to the debate! After my injury is healed, I will go to Huichang Temple to learn from that thief." What a bald trick!"

Having made up her mind, Fang Yiai walked slowly towards Princess Gaoyang's Mansion, busy using the Lingzhu Caoguo to heal her wounds.

After bidding farewell to his wife, Xiao Rui came to the back garden full of joy, holding the inkstone in his hand.

Seeing two teacups smashed one after another in the flower pavilion, Xiao Rui's heart tightened, and he asked softly, "Is the princess unhappy?"

Xiangcheng was immersed in the joy of getting Fang Yi's love soon, seeing that his reverie was interrupted by Xiao Rui, he couldn't help being slightly angry, "Is there something wrong?"

"I just bought a high-quality inkstone, I would like to ask the princess to take a look at it."

Xiao Rui was interrupted by Xiangcheng's raised hand in the middle of his sentence, "I want to read Wang Xizhi's seventeen notes, you go to the study and transcribe a copy."

After finishing speaking, Xiangcheng looked at Xiao Rui, a nerd who only knew how to recite poems and poems, and couldn't help being inexplicably annoyed, and waved him out of the flower pavilion.

After Xiao Rui left, Xiangcheng looked at the teacup under the steps that was broken by Fang Yiai, his apricot eyes were shy, and he murmured, "I must make Fang Lang treat me sincerely and know how infatuated I am with him. That little girl in Gaoyang has What's so good, you have an arrogant personality and don't know how to serve your parents-in-law, and you even flirt with a group of talented people in the mansion."

Reminiscent of the moment when Fang Yiai made a scene in the Princess Mansion and beat up Xiao Rui and the arrogant genius, Xiangcheng clenched his fists and said, "Yes, Fang Lang has never liked Gao Yang's contact with literati. I think this is an excellent opportunity." Chance, Fang Lang, I must win your heart."

After making up her mind, Princess Xiangcheng summoned a servant from the mansion and said, "Get ready for the car, I'm going to Huichang Temple to burn incense and pay my vows!"

After finishing speaking, Xiangcheng returned to the bedroom non-stop, changed into an extremely tight robe, and then took a carriage to Huichang Temple to find monk Bianji.

After meeting Gao Yang yesterday, when he returned to Huichang Temple, Bian Ji sat in the Zen room without sleep all night.

Reminiscent of that scene, Bian Ji was in a state of turmoil. He wanted to settle down to beat the fish and recite scriptures, but Gao Yang's stunning figure would always appear in his heart.

In this way, Bian Ji has been sitting dryly since last night until now, and even the morning class for more than ten years is rarely absent today.

His Buddha heart, which he thought he had gone through many hardships and was as firm as a rock, fell apart the moment Gao Yang lifted him up in front of the house.

Since childhood, he became a monk and went deep into Buddhism, and practiced with Master Xuanzang for more than ten years. This is the first time that Bianji has wavered thoughts. Any word from others at the time can influence his thoughts and determine his future path.

It's a pity that Bianji didn't wait for the enlightenment of Master Xuanzang, who went to the west to seek the scriptures, but waited for Princess Xiangcheng who had ulterior motives.

Just as Bianji was flipping through the Buddhist scriptures distractedly, a female voice like a silver bell came from outside the door.

"Is the Debate Master here?"

Hearing Xiangcheng's inquiry, Bianji suddenly stood up from the front of the pad, he was worried and mistook Xiangcheng outside the door for Gaoyang.

"The princess is here?" After tidying up the monk's clothes and hat, Bian Ji opened the wooden door of the meditation room with a smile on his face, and then asked, "Princess?"

Seeing that Bianji was full of anticipation, Xiangcheng turned his almond eyes slightly, and said with a light smile, "Master, do you think I'm Shu'er?"

"En?" Bianji was a little embarrassed by Xiangcheng's words, he hesitated for a while, and then asked, "Didn't Princess Gaoyang come with you?"

Xiangcheng gave a smirk, and then wanted to enter the meditation room, "No, I came here alone today."

Seeing that Xiangcheng was about to enter the Zen room, Bian Ji quickly reached out to stop him, "Princess, this is the poor monk's Zen room. Please move the princess to the Daxiong Palace."

"I came here today to talk to Master about Shu'er. Master really won't let me enter the Zen room?"

As soon as this remark came out, Bian Ji's eyes, which were originally upright, flashed with anticipation, and the palm that was blocking Xiangcheng's face also slowly fell down.

(End of this chapter)