The soft and tender princess is loved by everyone and the love-brains just want to get on top

"I'm not sure. I heard that this monk is ready to return to secular life, and his status is not low." Ning Luoxi talked about the rumors he heard.

The reason why this temple is so popular is, among other things, due to this monk.

Yan Jiaojiao didn't think much of it. No matter how special it was, it had nothing to do with her.

The carriage traveled for a long time and finally arrived at Ling'an Temple.

Yan Jiaojiao only brought Fu Yue and a few guards, and the guards sensibly stopped in a more secluded place.

After the carriage stopped, Fu Yue's voice came from outside.

"Princess, we have arrived at Ling'an Temple."

Everyone looked at the beautifully decorated carriage and secretly wondered in their hearts whether it was some high-ranking official who came here to pray for blessings.

So he looked at the carriage with curiosity, wanting to see who was in it.

I saw a pair of bare hands lifting the curtain, and the curtain was finally opened, and the person in the carriage slowly appeared in front of everyone.

But the woman was wearing a veil, so her true face couldn't be seen.

One can only vaguely see a pair of watery eyes, like a pool of autumn water. In her every move, there is a charm that is enough to sway one's heart.

There was silence for a moment.

Soon after, another woman came down, also wearing a veil. She jumped out of the carriage in a very heroic manner.

Until the two figures gradually walked away.

Everyone came back to their senses and looked away. It was a pity that they didn't see her true face, but they thought she must be good-looking.

The two of them ignored the looks from the people around them and walked along the secluded path inside.

As soon as I stepped into the temple, I was enveloped by the strong smell of incense.

The temple was filled with the smoke of incense. As it was a festival, there was always an endless stream of people coming to the temple to pray, almost trampling down the threshold of the temple.

There are towering old trees in the temple. The closer you get inside, the colder it becomes. In the distance you can hear the sound of bells and the lingering sound of Buddhist chants.

The buildings in the courtyard are well built, with red tiles, white walls and continuous palaces.

Finally we arrived inside the temple. On top of the lotus throne, there stood a gigantic golden statue of the Buddha, looking down at all living beings with a kind smile.

Below are devout believers kneeling with their hands in front of them, praying devoutly that they can soon be free from their suffering.

This is when there are a lot of people.

Yan Jiaojiao originally just wanted to watch from the side, but Ning Luoxi said since they were already here, she pulled her along.

That’s true, we’re all here anyway.

Yan Jiaojiao followed Ning Luoxi's steps, kneeling in front of the mat in the temple with her hands crossed.

In this case, she hopes to recover her memory as soon as possible.

It was somewhat inconvenient for her not to remember the past.

The two finished and stood up.

Ning Luoxi has already explained her purpose to the host here, and she only needs to wait for a moment before she can get the enlightened peach wood.

The two waited on the side, and soon, a little monk came out.

"Young master, how long will it take for my peach wood to heal?" Ning Luoxi asked hurriedly when he saw him coming out.

"My lady, your peach wood is ready, but I can't give it to you now." The little monk put his hands in front of him, half bowed to her, and said lightly.

"Why?" Ning Luoxi frowned and asked.

"Miss, our host invites you to come over."

"Host? What's the matter?" Ning Luoxi asked with some confusion.

She just came to pray for blessings.

Besides, she didn't know the host here and didn't know why the host invited her over.

Of course she had to ask clearly before going.

"The abbot said he wanted to tell you something about your father and hoped to explain it to you in person." The little monk added.

Her father's matter?

Could it be that her father had suffered some bloody disaster recently?

Ning Luoxi listened to him and was full of questions.

In that case, she went to hear what was going on.

"Young Master, please lead the way." Ning Luoxi said lightly.

"Please come in, ladies." The young monk stretched out his hand and led the two to the meditation room nearby.

I followed the little monk into the courtyard, which was surrounded by locust trees and pine trees.

It was May, and the locust trees and pines in the courtyard were green, with green branches and leaves, lush and verdant, and their canopies looked like a forest.

The Zen hall is just in front, and at a glance you can see a group of monks sitting upright and chanting Zen.

"Miss, please wait outside." The little monk stopped, turned around and said to Yan Jiaojiao.

"Can't we go together?" Ning Luoxi frowned slightly.

It's been kept so mysterious, it better be something really important.

"The secret cannot be revealed. Miss, it's better for you to go alone." The little monk said word by word.

Ning Luoxi wanted to say something but was stopped by Yan Jiaojiao.

"I'm waiting for you outside. I just happened to be taking a walk inside the temple." Yan Jiaojiao winked at her and hinted.

Since it was specifically emphasized that Ning Luoxi should go alone, it wasn't an excessive request.

Besides, Ning Luoxi also knows martial arts, so she can protect herself if anything happens.

Maybe she would have some concerns if she went.

Ning Luoxi nodded after hearing this: "Then Jiaojiao wait for me outside for a while, I will be out soon."

"Okay, let's go."

Ning Luoxi followed the little monk into the meditation room, and the monk in the middle stood up.

He has a serene face, his hands are clasped together, and he is wearing a yellow robe.

His eyes were very deep, as if they could see through people's hearts.

"Miss Ning, please follow me." He said with a smile and walked towards the meditation room next to him.

Just then a person came out.

Ning Luoxi didn't want to look at him at first, but his temperament was particularly incompatible with this place, he was very handsome and delicate, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

I don’t know if she saw it too obviously, but the man glanced at her lightly with a calm expression on his face.

Just meeting his sharp and cold eyes, Ning Luoxi felt a piercing chill running from the soles of her feet all the way up to her heart, giving her a chill.

The two people passed each other, and the man walked out in the blink of an eye.

"Host, who was that person just now?" Ning Luoxi asked casually.

"That's our other abbot, but he will return to secular life in two days."

Ning Luoxi nodded thoughtfully. Why did she feel that this person looked familiar?

Yan Jiaojiao watched Ning Luoxi go in, and she walked around the temple by herself.

There is nothing interesting in the temple except flowers, plants and trees.

Yan Jiaojiao was feeling a little bored, and there happened to be a pavilion in front of her, so she thought of just finding one and sitting down there.

Someone passed by her, but Yan Jiaojiao didn't pay much attention.

But the next second she lost her balance and fell forward suddenly, not knowing what she stepped on.

She quickly grabbed the only support beside her, trying to prevent herself from falling too badly.

The man didn't seem to react either, and the two of them fell to the ground.

Fortunately, it didn't hurt. Yan Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as I was about to apologize to the person under me, I heard a man's cold voice coming from above my head.

"Donor, is it comfortable to sleep on me?"