marry a monk

Hurriedly back to the courtyard, even though the weather was not too cold, Mohanad asked Antai to light a fire in the house to keep the temperature constant, prepared moxa sticks, and asked Siqin to come and guard just in case.

The two entered the room, as always, input internal energy into Siqin Desheng first, and started moxibustion when the room was wearing a thin coat and did not feel cold.

Si Qin'an and An Tai stood guard outside the door, watching the sky slowly end, Si Qin'an was a little helpless.

"My prince's illness has been cured for a while, but he relapsed when the weather changed. If it wasn't for your little Momo, what would he do?"

"It's only now that I know how my little Momo is? If one day we leave, what will your prince do?" An Tai asked him back.

"Yeah, we've known each other for a year. During this year, they helped each other. Your King Mo is like a street mouse, and my prince is like a sick cat. This pair of cat and mouse is like a pair of fateful mandarin ducks." Si Qin Ann spoke listlessly.

"What, you're out of your mind, are they a pair of hard-fated brothers?" An Tai knocked his head: "Mandarin ducks refer to heterosexual couples, but they are not."

"They're not, but they're almost there." Si Qin'an muttered in a low voice.

In the house, after the moxibustion, Mohannade focused on inputting internal energy to Siqin Desheng, and Siqin Desheng focused on feeling the comfort of the heat in his body, and no one paid attention to what they said outside the door.

After doing this, it was already late at night, and seeing that Siqin Desheng's panting was a little better, Mohanad told him not to leave anymore, and he couldn't blow the wind just after moxibustion.

It was exactly what Siqin Desheng wanted, and he hadn't planned to leave at all, so now he can sleep with him justifiably.

Si Qin'an took good care of his prince, and he didn't want to go back even though it was late at night, so he insisted on squeezing together with An Tai.

At daybreak, Siqin Desheng felt a sharp itching in his throat, looked at Mohannad who was sleeping beside him, and tried not to cough.After tossing around midnight, he finally fell asleep without waking him up.

Gently got out of bed, quietly walked out of the house, couldn't hold back a violent cough anymore, held it in for too long, and was a little out of breath, so he supported the pillars in the corridor for a long time.

"Drink some water." Mohanad's voice came from behind him. He did not know when he woke up, and he was handing over a cup of hot water.

"Are you awake?" Siqin Desheng asked, taking the water.

Mohannad woke up early, got up at [-]:[-] every day in the holy palace, entered the hall on time, chanted scriptures, burned and sang, which has long been a habit, but he didn't want to wake him up so he didn't move.

Seeing Siqin Desheng going out gently, he guessed that he had the same thoughts as himself, so he followed.

Si Qinan, who had been staying in the dark without making a sound, saw her and sighed softly: "What a pair of fateful couples, my prince really likes King Mo, right?"

It turned out that Si Qin'an was not used to being crowded with people, so he didn't sleep well all night, when he heard the prince coughing, he hurriedly put on his clothes and got up to check.Seeing that he was coughing hard, just as he was about to go up to inquire, Mo Wang came out and hurried back.

"Cough it out, don't hold it in." Mohanad put on his coat for him.

"What do you think is the meaning of living like this king?" Siqin Desheng tightened his coat, his eyes were empty.

"My lord, what did you say? It's just a little illness, why are you so desperate? Isn't there me?" Mohannad patted his shoulder lightly and comforted him: "Your body is much better than before, and I Nothing will happen to you, don't worry."

"..." Siqin Desheng shook his hand, seemingly unable to utter a thousand words.

"Okay, King Sheng doesn't need to say anything, it's windy outside, so go inside." Mohanad supported him.

Siqin Desheng drank some water, felt much better, and sat by the bed: "Are you still sleeping?"

Mohanad shook his head lightly: "Go to sleep, I will sit down for a while."

"Okay." Siqin Desheng agreed and lay down.

After sitting for a long time, I didn't see Siqin Desheng breathing evenly. I was about to lower my head to see what happened, but found that he was not asleep, but was looking at me all the time.

"You...didn't sleep..." Mohannad was a little strange.

"Hmm..." Siqin Desheng responded.

"..." Mohannad continued to meditate.

"Mo..." Siqin Desheng's deep voice floated gently into his ears.

"Huh?" Mohannad didn't open his eyes, but he was wondering what he called himself.

In memory, since the two of them met until now, he has hardly called his own name, whether it is a common name or a monastic name.

"Did you have a good time as a child?" Siqin Desheng asked.

"When I was a child?" Mohannad opened his eyes: "Why did King Sheng ask this so well today?"

"Well...it's nothing, just chat casually."

"I entered the Xueyu Holy Palace at the age of 3, and became the Holy King at the age of 8. I don't remember anything before the age of 3. But I heard from the elders and masters that my parents are gone."

"Haven't you been back?" Siqin Desheng asked.

"No, I used to be strictly controlled by the elders and masters in the Holy Palace. I couldn't come in and out casually, let alone travel far. When I was young, I used to climb the wall with Antai secretly to play." Mohanad smiled on his face when he said this.

"The happiest thing is to go out secretly with Antai, fish in the water, go up the mountain, climb trees and smash bird's nests."

"..." Siqin Desheng quietly listened to his talk about the past.

"They all thought that I liked being the Holy King. In fact, I prefer to be an unknown ordinary person, with my family, friends, and brothers, watching the sunrise and the stars at night."

"Every time I sneak out to play, I will be punished when I come back. I am a holy king and they dare not beat me, so they copy all kinds of scriptures for punishment. Sometimes I can't straighten my waist after copying a volume of scriptures."

"An Tai's follower will be punished and beaten, ranging from [-] to [-]. Every time the scar is healed, he forgets the pain, and he will continue to sneak out next time." Speaking of this, Mo Khannad laughed again.

"The elders and masters of the Holy Palace often punish you?"

"Sometimes, in fact, as long as we are obedient and not lazy, we will be fine. At that time, everyone was young at heart, and it was inevitable to be playful."

"Are those masters and elders really bad?"

"No, they are more like elders and masters to me. All my cognition, knowledge, and healthy body today are all trained and guided by them."

"Then why..." Siqin Desheng couldn't continue. Since they are so good, why did you expose them?

"They say that I am a soul boy and respect me as a holy king. They can't let me know nothing and accomplish nothing, so

It is the responsibility of the elders and masters to train each soul boy into an excellent holy king. "

"I will remember their sympathy, but I can't obliterate their behavior of deceiving the public and fooling believers. This is the principle and the bottom line. People cannot lose the bottom line because of certain greed and interests."

"Well, what happened later..." Siqin Desheng continued to ask.

"Later... as I got older, the phenomenon of running out secretly became less, and I no longer had the happiness I used to have."

"Why? In the Holy Palace, the conditions are good." Siqin Desheng asked.

"I'm not talking about daily expenses and materials, but freedom and unrestraint. If a person loses freedom, what's the use of eating delicacies and wearing silk and satin? People can't live for food and clothing, they have to have their own. You have to do something worthwhile in order to live a meaningful life.”

"What do you think is meaningful?"

"Meaningful things don't have to be earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods. Sometimes it's just a small thing. As long as it's meaningful, it's extraordinary. For example, we helped Jin Tianci's second wife yesterday. I think it's very meaningful."

"You don't blame the richest man in gold?"

Mohanad shook his head and smiled lightly: "It's still the same sentence, the Buddha gave us the seven emotions and six desires, we can't turn them into violence and hatred, don't you think so?"

"Actually, the elders and masters of the Holy Palace..." Siqin Desheng's voice was a little dry: "I mean, what they did was referring to the issue of those pills. Intervention? After all, this is a question of faith that has lasted for thousands of years, and it cannot be resolved in a short while."

"I know, Antai also persuaded me." Mohannad smiled wryly.

"Since I started exposing their shady scenes, my friends have stayed away from me, including Jin Tianci and Fang Xiaoshuai. But it doesn't matter, even if I am the only one left, I will go on. This is the meaning of life, to walk the road of justice, to walk the road of justice thing."

"Are you happy doing this?"

"Happy. Of course happy, live a free life, do what you want, why not happy?"

"But, over there in the Holy Palace..."

"Won't the Holy Palace let me go?" Mohanad understood what he meant, saw him nodding and continued, "These are nothing but nothing to worry about."

"Nothing? What is the important thing?"

"Except for life and death in this world, which thing is not a matter of nostalgia?" Mohannad smiled.

"So since you have come to this world, you should live a good life. Whether you are ordinary or rich, you will have no regrets until you finish your life."

Siqin Desheng lowered his eyes. Because of his illness, he didn't have much desire to live. He said that, he probably didn't want himself to be so depressed.

"Now that it's out, do you have any thoughts of going home and taking a look?" he asked.

"Wang Sheng really guessed right this time. I wanted to close it and go back to take a look, but I haven't asked Antai yet. Antai's parents should still be alive. He has always wanted to go back to see them. This time, I will treat it as a company with him." .”

"How long?"

"Let's talk about it at that time. Anyway, there is nothing to worry about now, and it doesn't matter how long we go."

"If there is something, how can I find you?"

"What can happen between us?" Mohanad teased him: "Unless you miss me..."

"This king is saying that in case..." He lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing to the eye.

"In case something happens..." Mohanad showed his face full of sunshine: "Light incense, chant mantras, and play the piano."

"Are you joking?" Siqin Desheng was serious, there is no such contact method in the world, at least there must be an address and direction.

"Hmm..." Mohanad rolled his eyes: "If something really happens, you can burn three sticks of incense and say my name silently three times."

"..." Siqin Desheng was speechless, the little monk was really not sure if he would make a fuss.

"If you don't have an address or direction, don't go out here today." Siqin Desheng said coldly.

"..." This time it was Mohan Nadesheng's turn to be speechless, why did the prince take it seriously?

"I really don't know. The only thing I know is that my hometown is called Hasa, which is in the west. I left home when I was 3 years old and haven't been back. How do I know so much?" He said pitifully.

"..." Siqin Desheng looked at his charming eyes, and couldn't help but soften his heart: "Then you have to be careful along the way..."

"Don't worry, I'm not a girl, a big man, are you afraid of being snatched away?" Mohanad teased him: "Or is someone just thinking of following?"

"Cough cough cough..." Seeming to have seen through something, Siqin Desheng coughed again: "Don't make trouble."

"Okay, don't make trouble." Mohannad also said solemnly: "If I want to contact you, I must call you with the sound of Xun."

"If you call each other with the sound of the xun, I will definitely answer with the sound of the qin." Siqin Desheng's eyes lit up, and there was a hint of surprise in his deep voice.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and finally had a sympathy, Siqin Desheng seldom raised the corners of his mouth in front of people.

"You must come back well." He urged again.

"I'm sure I'll be fine, but I don't necessarily want to come back here. This isn't my home, nor a temple. Why should I go back here? It's already a bad influence for a monk to live here for so long. King Sheng wants me to stay?" Mo Khannad looked up at him.

"..." Siqin Desheng lowered his eyebrows, his face pulled down, and he was immediately displeased.

"Okay, if King Sheng misses me..." Mohanad did not have the reserve of a monk at all, and raised his chin with a smile.

"Just look at it." Mohanad took out the golden Buddha statue he bought earlier with his other hand.

"Do you think I look like it?" Mohanad handed the Buddha statue to him: "Am I as handsome as him?"

"You are more handsome than it." Siqin Desheng took over the Buddha statue: "You can laugh, but it can't."

"Haha...you are the first person to say I'm handsome." Mohannad said, "Fang Xiaoshuai always said he was the most handsome before, but I didn't expect that I was also handsome, haha."

"You are the most handsome man in the world." He added.

"Haha, the King of Victory can also tease people." Mohanad stretched out his legs and got off the bed: "I won't quarrel with you, the sun is three shots, I'm hungry, go find something to eat."

Mohanad opened the door, but heard an "oops", and Siqin rolled in from outside the door.

"You are..." Mohannad looked surprised.

"No, it's nothing. I'll see if you guys are up. It's almost time for breakfast." Si Qin'an murmured.

Si Qin'an didn't come to ask them to have breakfast, but saw them coming out and then entering the house, eavesdropping at the door before the hour passed.

When Mohanad said that he would accompany Antai to Hasa, his face became anxious. Hasa is so far away, so many difficulties and obstacles will be encountered along the way. What if there is any danger?When will we meet again?I was so anxious that I could stop them for the prince.

When he heard Mohanad said that he could be found by burning incense and reciting names, he felt a little comforted on his face.As long as there is a line of contact, there is hope.

"Haha, your An'an is more diligent than my family's An'an. My family's An'an, let him cut my hair quickly. This long hair made me sleepless for a few days, and I felt uncomfortable when I pressed it." Mohannad said.

"Oh, ha, this..." Si Qin'an laughed, and glanced at Si Qin Desheng, only to see that when he heard Mo Wang said that he wanted to cut his hair, he immediately had a stern face and a cold expression of displeasure.

"An An probably went out, and I'm afraid he won't be able to come back for a while. Why don't King Mo find another time?" Si Qin'an saw at a glance that his prince was extremely unwilling to have King Mo shave his head.

Although the prince didn't reveal anything, judging from his more than ten years of serving experience, the prince takes this Mo Wang very seriously, and he also takes his head very seriously.

"This An'an is so playful." Mohannad turned back to the room talking to himself, sat in front of the bronze mirror, picked up the scissors, and cut off his head.

"You..." Siqin Desheng has sharp eyes and quick hands, flashed from the bed to him like a gust of wind and grabbed the scissors: "Be careful."

Mohanad's hand was hanging in the air like this, looking at Siqin Desheng's tense face, he felt inexplicable for a while, I just wanted to cut my hair, are you so nervous?

"I... just feel that such long hair is uncomfortable..." Mohanad couldn't continue.

"Ben Wang will help you..." Siqin Desheng put down the scissors, picked up the comb on the table and combed his hair gently, then gathered the hair together and tied a ponytail behind his head.

"Does it look better this way?" he asked.

Mohannad looked at the bronze mirror, and his eyes lit up. Is the handsome and sunny person in the mirror himself?

He actually looks so good-looking, with sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, gentle manner like jade, smart and elegant, he is really a Tathagata Buddha who is one in a thousand, and he is a few times more beautiful than King Sheng.

He admired it narcissistically.I want to laugh, but I can't. Why is the monk wearing a monk's uniform with a ponytail?It looks good, but neither fish nor fowl.

"Hey, can you go out like this?" He couldn't laugh or cry.

"It's okay if the king says so." Si Qin Desheng put down the comb and glanced at Si Qin'an.

Si Qin'an immediately understood the meaning of Wang Ye's look, and saw that the white robe that Wang Ye took off when he was sleeping was still lying beside the bed.

"Mo Wang is really handsome like this. If he goes out, he will definitely be the most beautiful man in the Chiwu Kingdom. At that time, Mr. Fang and Mr. Jiang will stand aside, and the girls who are pursuing King Mo will gather together."

Siqin Desheng watched with satisfaction as Siqin'an helped Khanad change into his own clothes, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.But when Si Qin'an said, "The girls who pursued King Mo came together," the corners of his mouth that were originally raised turned downward.

"Of course, a man as handsome as Mo Wang must be admired by many people, and my prince's personal protection is absolutely indispensable."

Si Qin'an's ability to steer the rudder according to the wind is really good, the corners of the prince's mouth turned up again.

"Look at you talking nonsense again, what kind of protection do I need as a big man?"

Mohannad was finally fooled by Siqin An so much that he forgot about the haircut: "I'm wearing King Sheng's clothes, what are you wearing?" Mohannad asked Siqin Desheng who was wearing an underwear.

"It's not a problem." Si Qin'an snapped his fingers towards the door, and a mansion soldier presented him with a stack of clothes higher than the head.

"Mo Wang, these are all the clothes my prince usually wears, you can choose which one you want to wear." Si Qin'an was bold, as if he was the head of the family.

"Leave them all." Siqin Desheng took a black robe embroidered with dragon patterns and put it on, signaling Siqin'an to leave the rest of the clothes to Mohannad.

"There are so many clothes, I can't finish wearing them twice a day." Mohanad opened his eyes wide.

"Then you should wear it hard and dangle in front of the prince every day." Si Qin'an looked at the prince's eyes and said with deep meaning, and the corners of the prince's mouth turned up.

"I'm not a girl, what are you doing in front of King Sheng?" Mohanad asked, wearing a belt, ""Is there anything to eat?"I'm hungry……"

"Yes..." Si Qin An responded immediately: "Wait a minute, I'll be there soon." I vaguely felt that the prince looked at him with approval.