Don't grab the halo of the hero and heroine in quick time travel

Chapter 9

At noon, Foning Hall
buckle!buckle!buckle!There was a knock on the door.

Shen Yuan got up from meditation, walked over to open the door.

A group of maids stood outside the door with things covered with brocade cloth. When they saw Shen Yuan who opened the door, the headed maid blushed slightly and bowed to Shen Yuan: "I have seen the holy monk!"

"Amitabha, who is the benefactor?" Shen Yuan put his palms together in return, looking at the things they were carrying and asked with some doubts.

"Holy Monk Rong, servant girl Qinglian, by the order of the Holy Majesty, I have sent two sets of clothes, please change the clothes of the Holy Monk." The leading maid pointed to the trays of things carried by the maids, and said with a smile, making it impossible to jump wrong. .

"Changing clothes?" Shen Yuan was puzzled.

"Yes, after the holy monk changed his clothes, the servants took the holy monk to the banquet. The holy monk said that the holy monk has already left the secular life, and the holy monk should be present at the princess's banquet."

"Jijiyan? Ten women have five!" Shen Yuan was puzzled at first, and then he seemed to think of something, and said suddenly.

"Yes! Didn't the holy monk let the servants in?" Qinglian looked at the gentle Shen Yuan who also relaxed a lot, and asked teasingly.

Shen Yuan pursed his thin lips lightly, and took a step back to let the door open.

"Do all the princesses hold a banquet?" Seeing Qinglian ordering the other court ladies to put down their things in an orderly manner, she asked curiously.

"How can it be! There are dozens of princesses in the huge palace, not all princesses are treated like this." Thinking of her own experience, Qinglian replied with some sadness and emotion.

"What are you doing?" Shen Yuan avoided the maid who came to change his clothes.

It turned out that when Shen Yuan was talking with Qinglian, several court ladies stepped forward and started to undress Shen Yuan, Shen Yuan was so frightened that he grabbed his collar and took a few steps back, looking like a good woman who had been molested The shocked appearance caused several court ladies to giggle.

"Hehehe! Holy monk, don't panic, we're just changing your clothes for you." Several court ladies looked at the frightened holy monk, and found it quite amusing, laughing wildly.

"No... no need, you guys... go out first, I... I will wear it myself." Shen Yuan's face flushed red, his earlobes were so red that they were about to bleed, and he stammered back.

"Holy monks don't need to panic, we have all been strictly trained, we won't watch or talk too much, and we won't offend the holy monks."

Qinglian pretended to be angry and glared at the few court ladies just now.

Shen Yuan took a deep breath, still clutching his collar tightly: "No need! The poor monk will do it himself!"

"This..." Qinglian hesitated a bit, the order she received was to change Shen Yuan's clothes and bring them to the banquet.

"Amitabha, don't worry, the poor monk won't delay too long, and you will be punished." Shen Yuan thought for a moment, and knew what they were concerned about, and comforted him gently.

"This... alright! We are right outside the door, the holy monk can hurry up!" Qinglian had no choice but to agree, waved her hand and led the other maids to wait outside the door, and closed the door intimately.

Most of the clothes in this pile were Chinese clothes, Shen Yuan frowned, suddenly Shen Yuan's face flashed unexpectedly, there was actually a set of white monk cannons in the pile of clothes.

Shen Yuan looked at the monk cannon in front of him and was a little tangled. The incense was smoked on the monk cannon. Although it was not very strong, Shen Yuan was still not used to it. Besides, how could he not know the articles in the incense after he had experienced it all his life? ?
Shen Yuan was silent for a while, the corners of his mouth curled up into a meaningful arc, and he began to slowly take off the clothes on his body one by one, and put the clothes in front of him on his body one by one with no expression on his face.

After getting dressed, Shen Yuan opened the door.

Qing Lian's eyes lit up when she turned her head, she saw that Shen Yuan was wearing plain white clothes, and Shen Yuan's white clothes were fluttering, with white jade Buddha beads wrapped around his wrist in his left hand, like a nine-day god and Buddha descending from the mortal world, with a gentle temperament.There is no black hair on the head, and the twelve ring scars on the top of the head are so obvious that it makes Shen Yuan look like he is wearing cassock at this moment.

This white dress was made by the Thirteenth Princess herself. It looks simple but is actually very valuable. It is made of tribute brocade.

Qinglian led Shen Yuan to the banquet to take a seat, and his appearance silenced the conversation at the scene.

Princess Ning Xuan, who was talking with someone, saw Shen Yuan's appearance and her attire at this time, Ning Xuan's eyes lit up, and she couldn't hide the joy on her face. She made several adjustments to make herself look as elegant as possible, and took a deep breath. Walking up to Shen Yuan in one breath, he said joyfully, "Shen Yuan, are you here?"

Shen Yuan clasped his hands together and said to Princess Ning Xuan: "Amitabha, congratulations to the benefactor!"

"Oh! Did Mr. Shen Yuan prepare a birthday gift for our little birthday boy?" The daughter of a certain minister who was next to Princess Ning Xuan said jokingly.

"The poor monk will accompany my Buddha, and the only scriptures and scriptures, if the princess doesn't dislike them!" Shen Yuan took out a scripture by hand when he took it out of his sleeve.

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it."

Ning Xuan happily took the scripture handed over by Shen Yuan, and received it in her arms like a baby.

"You can come, it's already the best birthday present I've ever received." Ning Xuan looked at Shen Yuan with a blushing face, and kept looking at him.

Noticing her movements, Shen Yuan asked suspiciously: "Is there something wrong with the poor monk's clothes?"

"No...no!" Ning Xuan replied shyly, and then asked nervously, "Do you like this dress?"

Hearing Princess Ning Xuan's question, Shen Yuan glanced at his clothes, and replied: "The gift from the Holy One is certainly good."

Hearing Shen Yuan's answer, the minister's daughter smiled and said:

"Master Shen Yuan misunderstood? This dress was made by Princess Ning Xuan herself, stitch by stitch!"

The daughters of these ministers all know about Shen Yuan's return to secular life, and the Thirteenth Princess has always been running to the Holy Buddhist Temple in recent years, and the Holy One has not stopped them. Recently, they have been secretly guessing whether the Thirteenth Princess let this A holy monk is motivated by ordinary hearts, so he returned to the vulgar. Could it be that the good things for the two of them are coming soon?So at this time, Yang Zhuru, the daughter of the Minister of Rites, called the holy monk Shen Yuan the son of Shen Yuan.

The noble lady who has been following along hastily agreed.

"Yes, not long ago we accompanied the princess to choose tricks!"

"That's right, Her Royal Highness, please be considerate."

"..."

The daughters of the ministers next to you chattered one after another, how lively they were, and the thirteenth princess looked shyly at Shen Yuan with a pair of wet eyes.

(End of this chapter)