Yan He blinked. She really didn't expect that the Buddhist who turned a deaf ear to the outside world would speak up for her.

I also helped her play chess.

She originally wanted to move aside, but Emperor Hui asked her to sit down and continue. Although Jia Xuan didn't say anything, she still stood there without moving.

Yan He had no choice but to sit down again.

The chess game was already half ruined if she continued in the way she had just done.

It's 100% certain to lose.

But in the end she won, narrowly.

"This game doesn't count. Have you guys accepted the idea that a true gentleman should keep silent while watching a game of chess?"

"Your Majesty, I am not a gentleman."

"..."

Emperor Hui choked, pursed his lips and looked up at Jia Xuan who was twisting his Buddhist beads again.

Reluctantly looking away.

He simply avoided words that would make him mad to death, knowing without even thinking what Xian'er would say.

The game of chess was over, and Yan He stood up and said goodbye.

On the way back, Wu Si looked like he wanted to say something but was hesitant.

"what you want to say?"

"Why did Her Majesty the Princess want to play chess with you?"

"Because it's childish."

Wu Si was startled, and his already large eyes widened even wider: "...Princess, please be careful with your words, it would be bad if others heard it."

Yan He smiled and didn't say anything else.

Isn't that childish?

By the end of the game, she had guessed that it was because he had never won against Jia Xuan, so he wanted to win against her.

It seemed like she was about to lose, but unexpectedly, she won in the end.

And in the yard behind.

"Crackling".

Emperor Hui packed up all the black and white pieces by himself, when someone turned around to leave.

Suddenly he said, "Xian'er, what do you think of this Princess Chidan from the grassland?"

"Your Majesty is asking the wrong person."

"Princess Chidan is active by nature, but she is willing to stay in the Huguo Temple. Why?"

"Your Majesty is asking the wrong person."

"..."

Only after the slender figure disappeared from his sight did Emperor Hui drop the chess box in his hand.

"Humph!"

Two against one, an unfair victory.

.................................................. ...................

After eating vegetarian food for a few days without any oil or fat, Yan He got tired of it.

Not only do I have to eat light food every day, I also have to take medicine.

But as long as I think about the long way down the mountain, I will have to come back when the time comes.

She gave up the urge to go out looking for food.

And there is nothing on the mountain.

Leaning lazily on the recliner, swaying back and forth.

"Wu Si."

"exist."

"Is there any meat?"

"Princess, why is there meat in the Huguo Temple?"

"Then is there any storybook to read?"

"No."

"Where's the paper kite?"

"..."

Wu Si expresses everything with a smile.

Yan He knew everything, she just wanted to ask out of boredom, so she turned over and lay on her side.

An idea suddenly popped into my mind.

She stood up instantly.

Her beautiful eyes twinkled: "Behind the Huguo Temple there is a bamboo forest..."

"No, no, no."

Wu Si was almost scared to death, and quickly squatted down and said: "Princess, you must not kill animals in the temple. Besides, the fish in the water also belong to the royal temple."

"......"

Yan He paused, then reached out and tapped her forehead: "What are you thinking about? Where did I mention water and fish?"

"Don't you want to eat meat?"

“No one was killed then.”

"..."

It seems that the princess is really interested.

Yan He lay back down and stared at the Bodhi tree: "Wu Si, can you ask the young master in the warehouse if he has any extra tissue paper? We can make it ourselves?"

"Hoo~Okay."

As long as it's not about catching fish, everything else is fine.

Wu Si stood up: "Then Princess Slave will go and ask now."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

Obviously she couldn't hold it in any longer.

Yan He looked at the branches swaying in the wind, already thinking about when to leave.

She didn't want to disturb Jia Xuan, nor did she want to go down the mountain, so she stayed in the Huguo Temple for a few more days.

By the time Emperor Hui's prayers were over, Almo's delegation was almost ready to set off.

The autumn wind blows, and the fruits on the trees sway from time to time, but they just don't fall off.

Yan He looked at the fruits, feeling a little curious.

He stood up and walked under the tree, watched for a while, and then walked around the tree.

He tiptoed up the tree and sat directly on the thick branch.

From this angle, you can see the entire courtyard where she lives. The Huguo Temple is indeed worthy of being a royal temple.

The carved railings and jade bricks, layer upon layer, are in full view.

She couldn't help but shake her legs.

Looking towards Jiaxuan's yard, unfortunately, nothing could be seen except rows of flying eaves and corners.

Just as she was about to go down.

When I looked down, I saw two gray figures, one tall and one short, looking up at the same time.

Three eyes facing each other.

"..."

What a coincidence, isn't it?

The little monk looked up, somewhat curiously: "What are you doing, benefactor?"

"Look at the scenery."

"Looking at the scenery?"

Yan He moved his butt and looked into those black eyes, feeling inexplicably guilty.

Before I could jump down, I saw him move on his toes and move forward.

Hands together.

Fortunately, he did not continue the salute.

"Be careful."

"Ah."

Yan He came down from the tree, bringing with him a gust of wind, and the little monk unconsciously took a step back.

When I opened my eyes, I saw their senior brother Jia Xuan put down his hands and put them behind his back.

Then raise your hands again and put them together in greeting.

?

Yan He brushed off the leaves on his body and then looked up: "Where are you two masters going?"

"Do evening lessons."

The Buddhist turned around and said, "Qing'an, let's go."

"Yes."

The two of them happened to meet Wu Si who had rushed back.

Wu Si bowed to the two and hurried over: "Princess, I'm back."

"The young master in the storeroom said that they have run out of cotton paper. As a second choice, rice paper can also be used to make kites. If you want it, he will send it to you after he finishes his evening class."

The Buddhist disciple, dressed in plain grey clothes, had an indifferent expression and his fingertips that were twisting the Buddhist beads paused slightly.

Then he walked around the corner.

"Paper Kite?"

Qing An followed behind him: "Are those two donors planning to make kites themselves?"

Yan He retracted his gaze.

"Xuan paper is Xuan paper. It's better than nothing."

"I thought so too. I just met the young master in the warehouse on the road."

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to come back so soon.

"Nothing, put them first."

"Yes."

The kite can only be made at night.

Yan He returned to the yard and leaned back on the recliner.

With a smile on his face, he looks like he is in a good mood.

She didn't go to see Jia Xuan, but the two would occasionally meet.

very nice.

Wu Si thought that his princess was happy because she would soon have something to play with.

Laugh along too.

She also felt extremely bored in the Huguo Temple. Although it was quiet, there was nothing there.

Delicious and fun.

I don’t know when I can return to the grassland?


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