Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

Yan He walked in front as if he couldn't hear anything.

She didn't want to be narcissistic, but the second prince had been staring at her since daytime.

No wonder she felt uncomfortable.

It’s not that I think he is interested in me.

However, the Lizhou Kingdom has not yet appointed a crown prince, and outsiders are not aware of the twists and turns involved.

The only thing that is certain is that if he can form an alliance with Almo, then his future ascension to the throne will be much easier.

Yan He called Wu Si up and this time he didn't give the other party any chance as long as he took a fancy to him.

Pay directly.

Yan Rui was watching from behind, and while dealing with Shi Yucheng, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

As they walked, they arrived at the largest jewelry shop in Kyoto.

But with a casual glance, the hairpin caught my eye before I even entered.

Yan He turned around and said, "Second Prince, you go first, I will be there soon."

Having said that, he directly pulled Wu Si and walked inside.

Shi Yucheng was about to raise his foot to follow, but was stopped by Yan Rui.

"Let Chidan choose alone. The Second Prince just said that Cuiyuxuan has lotus root powder and osmanthus sugar cake. I think Chidan will like it..."

The rest is not finished yet.

Shi Yucheng had already turned around and made a gesture of invitation: "Prince, please."

"please."

Yan He put his hands behind his back and looked at the hair accessories on display, not worrying at all that they would follow him.

Just wait until they are far away and leave immediately.

After all, they are siblings. If they don’t understand this, she will go back to Almo and complain to her father.

I just came in and always wanted to see if there was anything I liked.

"Boss, let me see these four butterfly hairpins."

"Okay, wait a moment, girl."

Wait for someone to bring it over.

Yan He looked at it carefully and found that the workmanship was indeed delicate and lifelike.

Placed in the palm of my hand, the butterfly's wings swayed as if it was about to fly away.

"Wusi, do you like it?"

"nice."

"Then I'll take this one."

"Princess, Wu Si is useless."

"If you don't need it, put it aside and use it when you can."

The shopkeeper didn't expect that it would be decided so quickly. Normally, the ladies would have to choose carefully.

"Okay, wait a minute, girl."

Yan He doesn't need any hairpins for her hair now, and she thinks it's good that it's not so complicated.

I picked a few for Wu Si, packed them up and left.

And on the other side is Cui Yuxuan.

Yan Rui dealt with it for half an hour and then stood up to say goodbye.

Shi Yucheng could guess in his heart that Chidan would not come, and he did not try to persuade him to stay.

Yan Rui returned home.

Sure enough, the ancestor was leaning on a recliner basking in the moonlight, without any guilt at all for abandoning his brother.

Walk to the side.

"Brother, are you back? I brought you some delicious food and left it in your room."

"..."

Yan Rui, who was a step late, said: "You still have some conscience."

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Even though they were far away in Almo, they had heard about how lively the temple fair in Lizhou Kingdom was.

There should be very few people who don't like to join in the fun.

At least Yan He really wants to go.

Without even waiting for Yan Rui, he took Wu Si out to play.

It’s just a temple fair, and it can be said that it is similar to the previous world.

Praying at temple fairs is not just a matter for the common people, the royal family takes it even more seriously.

Every year the temple fair lasts for fifteen days, and the current emperor will personally go to the Huguo Temple to pray for the people of Lizhou for ten days.

Without exception.

The next day, we set off.

When Yan He got off the carriage, a group of monks were already standing at the door waiting.

The abbot in the lead was dressed in a bright red cassock, and even with His Majesty in front, he remained neither humble nor overbearing.

He twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand, put his hands together, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, may you be well."

Monks are already ordained and are not bound by worldly etiquette, so naturally they do not need to kneel down to show respect.

Yan He and Yan Rui were standing not far away. A monk came forward and led them to the prepared courtyard to rest.

She didn't feel anything.

On the contrary, Yan Rui was so bored that he lay down immediately, and the recliner was rocking gently.

"What did you come here for? To pray for Almo as well?"

"I told you not to come."

"That won't work. If Dad knew about this, even skinning me alive would be the least of my worries."

"What could possibly happen to me in a temple?"

Yan He didn't understand where his idea came from and sat down on the stone bench.

I poured myself a cup of tea.

Looking around in this yard.

It was indeed a place prepared for the royal family, with a small pavilion and flowing water, not much different from where they lived now.

Yan Rui said that he followed her, but his main purpose was to avoid social engagements in Kyoto.

No matter what, they couldn't look for him in the Huguo Temple.

One day of hiding is one day of hiding.

But he had to stay after all, and the next day, he returned home alone.

Yan He didn't pray for blessings, he just wandered around the temple when he had nothing to do.

The Huguo Temple is ridiculously large. It is difficult to visit it completely even if you stay here for several days, let alone one day.

When she reached a courtyard, her nose suddenly twitched and she couldn't help but turn her head and sniff.

His originally bored expression suddenly brightened.

Raising his eyes, his gaze fell on the yellow persimmon tree, which was filled with fragrance.

She couldn't walk anymore.

It was at this time that she finally paid some attention and observed her surroundings.

It was very different from the place she had just been to.

This courtyard seems to be singled out, with flowers, birds, fish, insects, trickling water, and a quiet and elegant atmosphere.

Yan He turned around.

The door to the courtyard was open. She stood there hesitantly, not knowing how to react for a moment.

He entered without permission and showed no courtesy.

But she couldn't bear to leave without going in.

Just as she was hesitating.

"donor."

A simple young monk came over and put his hands together: "This is Brother Jiaxuan's yard, please go back."

"Jia Xuan? Senior brother?"

"That's right, please."

"Oh."

Did I smell it wrong?

Yan He subconsciously looked inside, turned around, and came back.

"Little Master, I just covet the persimmons in the yard."

The little monk looked over with some surprise, then raised his head to look at the persimmon that ran out of the yard.

The branches were so heavy that they were about to bend, and some of them were hanging on the wall.

"donor."

"Qingan."

A voice came from inside, calm and gentle, with a hint of compassion.

It makes people calm down unconsciously and let down all their defenses.

Yan He's heart trembled.

The young monk went in for a while and came out again, changing his tone: "Amitabha, please pick some persimmons before returning."

"Thank you, Master."

Yan He followed the little monk in and immediately looked into the pair of dark and indifferent phoenix eyes.

He clasped his hands together, a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his palms, and his expression was empty.

Like a Buddha statue, without desires or requests, without sadness or joy.