The moment of crossing youth + extra episode

Yinreng looked at her carefully, and saw that she was not thin, and she was in good spirits, so he was relieved and heard that she wanted someone to serve him to take a bath, but Yinreng refused, took her hand, and looked at Xi Ze. His eyes were soft enough to drip water, and he said reluctantly: "I haven't seen you for almost three months, just let me see you for a while."

His tone was softly attached, like a long-haired dog rubbing against its owner's calf and acting coquettishly. Xi Ze's heart was so soft that he could only blushed and whispered: "Then I will accompany you."

The hot water had been prepared long ago, and the whole hall was filled with mist. When Yinfeng gave an order, the maids standing on both sides retreated.It was the first time for Xi to serve someone in the bath, and seeing Yinreng take off his clothes one by one, he was so ashamed, and because of the high temperature inside, his apple-like moist and smooth face turned red like burning.

Yinreng turned his head and saw his daughter-in-law standing far away, embarrassed and at a loss on her red face, couldn't help feeling amused, and didn't force her to come forward, touched the marble edge by the bathtub, carefully dipped into the water and sat down.

Xi waited for quite a while, seeing that Yinreng hadn't made any other moves, he felt relieved a little, walked up, picked up a towel beside him and wiped his back, Yinreng straightened up cooperatively, and the little hand behind him worked hard up and down on his back rub.

so comfortable.Yinfeng sighed.

The mist was moving, and Xi's hands were sore, so he folded his towel and put it aside, sat on the edge of the marble, and asked casually, "Why did you return to Beijing early."

Yinreng leaned on the stone wall, dialed the water one after another, and replied: "Danjin's wife, Gezulehatun, came back from Tamil with Celing and his younger brother Gong Gelabutan. Host a banquet in person."

Xi blinked slowly, as if she didn't understand.

Yinfeng put out his fingertips and tapped her forehead amusedly, and explained: "Danjin's wife Gezulehatun returned from Tamir with her two grandsons, Celing and Grabutan."

"Danjin, is it amazing?" Xi didn't know why.

"He is great, and the great one is Amatu Mengken. Tu Mengken is the eighteenth grandson of Genghis Khan. He is the prince of Zasak Heshuo of Khalkha Saiyinuoyan Banner. He is quite famous in Tibet. Kangxi 27 When Geerdan invaded Khalkha in [-], Gezulehatun brought his two grandsons to join the Qing Dynasty, and Huang Ama has always treated him very preferentially." Yinfeng carefully explained Xize's doubts, and he had never been very fond of Xize. Conceal, as long as Xi Ze is interested in knowing, he will tell her carefully, and the same is true for the government.

Xi ran through the names of these people in her mind, and they were still very strange, probably people who had nothing to do with Jiulong Duoyi. When it came to Tibet, she suddenly remembered that the famous love monk, the sixth king □J Lama Tsangyang Gyatso seems to be from the Kangxi Dynasty...

"How many generations are the j□j lamas in Tibet now?" Xi asked.

"Fifth."

"Oh..." The j□j Lama of each life is the reincarnation of the previous life. It seems that Tsangyang Gyatso has not yet been born.

Yinfeng was surprised: "Why do you ask this?"

"It just... reminds me of a poet, a poem."

"Oh?" Yinreng raised his eyebrows, motioning for her to read.

Xi Ze supported his cheeks with his hands, and began to read: "That day, when I closed my eyes in the fragrant mist of the scripture hall, I suddenly heard the mantra in the scriptures you recited;

In that month, I shook all the prayer tubes, not for excess, but only to touch your fingertips;

That year, I kowtowed and prostrate on the mountain road, not for an audience, but for your warmth;

In that life, I turned mountains and rivers and pagodas, not for the purpose of cultivating the next life, but just to meet you on the way;

At that moment, I raised the wind horse, not to pray for blessings, but to wait for your arrival;

At that moment, I floated into a fairy, not to seek longevity, but to bless your safe smile.

That night, I listened to the Gita all night, not for enlightenment, but just to find a trace of your breath.

On that day, I built the mani pile, not for cultivating virtue, but for throwing stones into the lake of my heart.

In that life, I rummaged through hundreds of thousands of mountains, not to cultivate the next life, but just to meet you on the way.

But, on that night, I forgot everything, abandoned my beliefs, and abandoned reincarnation

It's just that the rose that wept before the Buddha has long lost its luster. "

Ningshen incense was burning in the hall, and white smoke was permeated in the mist-like water vapor. Yinfeng's heart seemed to be wrapped in hot mist, wandering for no reason, but he felt peaceful. Little girl, her slightly wet temples present a soft curve, her eyes are obsessed and far away, hazy and unreal like looking at flowers through fog.

This poem is very good, the relationship between the past life and the fruit of the present life is sincere, but Xi can read it better, and his heartstrings are easily plucked.

Yinreng stood up, revealing a tall and graceful body, Xi Ze said "Ah", before she could look away, Yinreng put on a Solo bathrobe and said, "Let's go."

Xi stopped his pace, picked up a big soft towel and stood on tiptoe, wiping his black hair. She wiped it in a disorderly way, as if it was not Yinreng under her palm but a long-haired dog that fell into the water, Yinreng frowned Enduring it, she held her little hand until halfway through, and walked outside, saying: "I can do it myself later."

Going outside, the two of them changed their clothes, while Xi looked at the sky and saw that it was almost the second watch, and they had stayed inside for so long.The kitchen reheated the dinner several times, and Yinfeng and Xi took a few mouthfuls of rice hastily, but they were so steaming that they lost their appetite.