The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

"What are you thinking about? Why are you distracted in front of me? Is there something more important than me that you need to think about right now?"

Mo Ling lifted Feng Jiuqing's chin, stroked his fingers across her rosy lips, frowned slightly, and stared at the person in front of him like a predator who could calm his mind for a moment.

Feng Jiuqing pulled Mo Ling closer, changing his previous attitude as a pretty boy, his eyes exuding charm all the time.

"I was wondering if Dr. Ayan could cure heart disease?"

Mo Ling approached Feng Jiuqing, holding Feng Jiuqing's waist tightly with one hand, raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's bothering you?"

Feng Jiuqing raised her head and leaned close to Mo Ling's eyes. After kissing the corner of his eyes, she chuckled and said, "Lovesickness. The person in front of you is the one you love. You miss him so much that you can't sleep all night."

"It sounds like it's not easy to cure, but don't worry, I will cure you."

Feng Jiuqing smiled particularly charmingly when he heard that, like a fairy in a story that could suck people's souls, but there was pure innocence in his eyes.

"Then how will Doctor Ayan treat it?"

Feng Jiuqing bent his index finger and slid it from Mo Ling's forehead to his neck. When it was about to reach his Adam's apple, Mo Ling grabbed it. Feng Jiuqing tilted his head, his eyes slightly widened, and there was a hint of grievance: "Isn't this how it should be treated? Then Doctor A Yan, please teach me how to treat it?"

Mo Ling remained unmoved and pulled the person closer.

"For this kind of disease, ordinary treatments are ineffective. Only special methods are effective."

Feng Jiuqing chuckled: "Really? Doctor A Yan is not trying to deceive a young man like me who is ignorant of the world, right?"

"Qingqing doesn't seem to believe me?"

Mo Ling calmly threw the question back to Feng Jiuqing and stared at the person in front of him with a frown.

Well, I really don't believe it, but I can't say it. Feng Jiuqing avoided Mo Ling's sight, lowered her eyes to look at the patterns on Mo Ling's clothes for a while, raised her eyes and said coquettishly: "I believe it, Qingqing of course I believe Brother Yan~"

Mo Ling smiled at Feng Jiuqing, and when Feng Jiuqing was off guard, he tied his hands behind his back, and picked up the hairband next to him and tied it behind his back.

Feng Jiuqing was startled at first, and then seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What does Doctor Ayan want to do?"

Feng Jiuqing only saw Mo Ling stand up and walk to the farthest place from him before turning around and saying, "I'll treat you."

"How can we treat it when it's so far away?" Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows and was about to walk towards Mo Ling.

"do not move!"

Feng Jiuqing stopped where he was, looking at Mo Ling aggrievedly.

Mo Ling's eyes were clear without any lustful thoughts. Feng Jiuqing was once again certain that Mo Ling might really not be able to do it.

Mo Ling didn't know why Feng Jiuqing looked at him with a look of pity. He opened his lips and said, "Since you want to cure the disease, then, Qingqing, do whatever I ask you to do. Do you understand?"

Feng Jiuqing knew that he couldn't poke Mo Ling in the sore spot right now, so he just nodded and said, "Got it."

Seeing Feng Jiuqing's obedient appearance, Mo Ling nodded slightly and said, "Then Qingqing, follow my example. If your heart is as clear as ice, you won't be startled even if the sky falls. If you are calm despite all changes, your mind will be relaxed and peaceful..."

Feng Jiuqing was almost laughing at Mo Ling's anger. Yan'er was really great. He actually taught him the Qingxin Jue!

The night was winding, they met in the bath, their clothes half-revealed, the spring scenery was endless. At such a perfect time, Mo Ling didn't know how to teach him to read, and he even taught him to read a book like Qingxin Jue, which can make people feel pure and free from desires! I have never been so speechless in my life!

Feng Jiuqing didn't want to listen to Mo Ling's words and wanted to get closer.

Mo Ling's voice suddenly became somewhat cold, and his eyes were like ice that had not melted for a thousand years, which chilled Feng Jiuqing to the core.

"Qingqing, do I need to tie your feet up too so that you will behave well?"

Feng Jiuqing was like a deflated ball. He stood where he was, not daring to take another step forward. He obediently followed Mo Ling and finished reciting the Qingxin Jue.

After reading it, Mo Ling suddenly asked like the dean of Feng Jiuqing's high school, "Did you write it down?"

Feng Jiuqing already knew how to recite the Qingxin Jue, and the feeling of being dominated by the dean of studies made him nod reflexively.

"Well, recite it thirty more times, and your condition will have a preliminary effect."

"Thirty times? After you recite it, one Buddha will ascend to heaven and two Buddhas will descend to the world. Ayan, are you sure and certain that I really want to do this? Can you refuse?"

Feng Jiuqing blinked his eyes, trying to get away with it.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ling's heart was as hard as iron. He said in a cold voice: "Didn't Qingqing just say that she would believe me? How come Qingqing's words change so easily?"

Feng Jiuqing's mouth twitched: "Qingqing of course believes in A Yan."

"That's good, let's get started, darling."

Mo Ling acted indifferent and leisurely as if he was sipping tea, but his sharp eyes were always fixed on Feng Jiuqing.

Feng Jiuqing could only bite the bullet and start reciting the Qingxin Jue, but his heart was not at peace.

What kind of purebred big wood is this! How can a mouth with a 37-degree mouth say such cold and ruthless words! After reciting it thirty more times, Feng Jiuqing felt that not only would he no longer have any desires, he might even become a monk directly!

However, this teaching method seems a bit familiar, as if it might be the way he taught Yan'er back then? Yan'er is such a good student, please don't learn from him next time!

Is this the legendary cycle of cause and effect, retribution? If time could go back to when Feng Jiuqing first taught Mo Ling, he would definitely not let Mo Ling copy the book thirty times at the beginning, but at least a hundred times, otherwise it would be difficult to relieve his hatred!

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Jiuqing finally finished reciting the Pure Heart Sutra, and he was almost reaching the state of having no desires and returning to nature. He leaned against the wall of the pool with almost half of his body, his eyes were dull, and he looked even more exhausted than when he had experienced a great battle on the battlefield.

"How is it, has it calmed down?"

Feng Jiuqing was weak, his eyes were empty, and his heart was as calm as water: "Are you going to give me the tonsure, abbot? Come on, I can bear it."

Mo Ling was stunned for a moment. Was Qingqing not only not healed, but her brain was broken?

"This is not a temple, darling, and I am not the abbot."

Feng Jiuqing's eyes were focused as he pointed at Mo Ling and accused him, "You also know this is not a temple! Why don't you play the Great Compassion Mantra and the Pure Heart Sutra on repeat, and then give me a broom and let me ascend to the Sweeping Monk right here!"

I've seen outrageous things, but I've never seen something as outrageous as Mo Ling! Even if Mo Ling is not good, Feng Jiuqing is good! Not only good, but very good! He is a pure iron-blooded person! But! Now! He has never been so pure and unselfish in his two lifetimes combined! Give him a wooden fish, and he can become a monk right there! ! !

Forget it. Feng Jiuqing had a headache. Perhaps it was his fault that he did not teach well. After all, he taught everything except how to fall in love and how to establish a view of love. That’s why Yan’er did such an outrageous thing, and in the end he had to suffer the consequences.

No wonder others who travel through time don’t want to be a master, and they also warn everyone that being a master is a high-risk profession!