disguised holy monk

Xuanqing held the gauze dress in his hand, and with his toes, he knew that it was impossible for Wanyan Banqin to arrange it for him.Thinking of the curious look in the eyes of the maid who brought him in earlier, he probably guessed what was going on.

But it is impossible to wear it.He glanced at his clothes and had an idea in his heart...

On the other side, Wanyan's half-quilt had also finished changing, so someone came to ask Xuanqing to come over.

Seeing that Xuan Qing hadn't come out for a while, the maidservant outside the tent could only step forward and say, "My lord, are you ready?"

Xuan Qing straightened his clothes and walked out slowly.

He was still wearing his own monk's robe, but he probably washed it himself, and the clothes were still damp.

The two were taken aback, "My lord, your clothes..."

Xuanqing smiled faintly, and explained: "Amitabha, it's still suitable for monks to wear their own clothes, let's go."

He said and motioned for the two to lead the way.

The maid already knew that she seemed to be in trouble, and wanted to change Xuan Qing's clothes, but it was impossible for the princess to wait for them in vain, so she had to take someone to return to her life first.

In fact, Xuanqing regretted it as soon as he got out of the tent. The northern border itself was much colder than the southern dynasty. His clothes were soaked through again, and he felt a burst of icy chill go straight down his back.

After reaching Wanyan's half-quilted tent, Xuanqing's lips were a little pale.

Wanyan's half-quilt had already changed out of the neat and tight-fitting clothes she wore outside, and she had changed into a light-colored round-neck robe, and her long black hair was loosely tied behind her head, making her feel a little more relaxed.It's just that the mask on his face still hasn't been taken off.

She got up and walked over, taller than women in the Southern Dynasty. Seeing Xuan Qing wearing her own wet clothes, she couldn't help frowning slightly, looked at the maidservant behind, and said lightly: "What's going on? I didn't ask you Have you prepared new clothes for Master?"

The two maidservants looked different, and hurriedly knelt down.Although the princess doesn't usually punish her subordinates, it's terrifying to get angry.

Xuan Qing was stunned, looked at the two people who were kneeling and trembling, sighed and said: "Princess, it is the young monk who chooses to wear his own clothes."

Wanyan's half-quilted eyes darkened, and he said lightly: "Master, even if he doesn't want to wear our northern Xinjiang clothes, he can bear with it for now. The weather is cold, and wearing wet clothes may make you sick."

Xuan Qing clasped his hands together, "Thank you Princess for your concern."

He didn't explain what clothes those two people had prepared, but he had to stop them himself.The two maids could not help but glance at him gratefully.

Wanyan Banqin found out naturally, but she didn't want to get to the bottom of it, she just waved them back first.

When the person left, he looked at Xuan Qing, "How do you know I'm a princess? Who told you?"

Xuan Qing smiled and pointed around, "No one told me, but everything here tells the identity of the princess."

Wanyan Banqin nodded, she didn't deliberately hide it.

She slightly raised her hand to signal Xuanqing to take a seat, "Master, he didn't have a good meal all the way, because he didn't treat him well. These are vegetarian dishes that he ordered the kitchen to cook, Master can try them."

Xuan Qing was indeed hungry, and didn't eat much of the dry biscuits along the way.He seriously doubts that he has lost weight again!

It's just that this meal is obviously not for Wanyan Banqin to wash him off.

Before taking two bites, Wanyan said in a half-quilted tone, "Since Master knows my identity, he also knows why I invited you here."

Xuan Qing put down the bowl and chopsticks, thought for a moment, and then said: "Wanyan benefactor is for the sake of suffering?"

The only person he can relate to with Wanyan Banqin is Wanyan Fusheng.

Wanyan Banqin finally smiled, but his thin lips curled slightly, but his eyes did not reveal a smile, "Master is smart, so he must also know that I have no intention of hurting Master. Therefore, as long as you stay here with peace of mind during this period of time, it's fine. I will give orders, and on my territory, masters can come and go freely."

In other words, she can only hang out in her residence, and can't run out!

Logically speaking, he is not familiar with the place where he was born, and he has no martial arts now. Of course, he just stays here obediently to eat and drink. By the way, he thinks about how to use his own power to sensationalize the northern Xinjiang royal family and spread Buddhism in northern Xinjiang!

Xuanqing's face remained calm, and he clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha's name.

Seeing that the deal was settled, Wanyan smiled half-quilted, and after a while, someone sent him back to rest.

He still lives in the same tent as before, and the maid has sent him new clothes in apologetic manner.

It's just that the wet clothes on Xuanqing's body were about to dry, and he felt a bit sore in his throat, and he probably caught a cold due to inflammation!

Sure enough, a high fever developed within a short while, and two abnormal blushes appeared on her pale cheeks.

People on the grassland are physically strong and rarely get sick, because there are no doctors with medical skills to treat their diseases.Once they get sick, it is a terrible event for them, and if they fail, they will lose their lives!

The maid was terrified and hurried to report to Wanyan Banqin.

When she rushed over from the tent in the middle of the night, she saw Xuan Qing was lying on the bed, dizzy from fever, her long brows were tightly wrinkled, her lips were pale and dry, but her cheeks were unusually rosy.

She frowned, pointed to the maid on the side, and ordered: "Get a basin of cold water and wipe him off, and wait for me to come back."

After speaking, he turned around and opened the tent and went out.

The maidservants did not dare to stop for a moment, this man was good-looking and kind-hearted, they were very grateful, and hurriedly brought cold water over.

When Wanyan Banqin came back again, he brought with him a white-haired old man, who was a famous wizard beside the king.

The great wizard is over seventy years old, with white beard and white eyebrows, but no matter what is wrong with the king, as long as you ask him to do it, it will be cured within a few days, so he is very favored.

He didn't even look at Xuan Qing's appearance, he just burned a piece of talisman paper, made a bowl of black water and fed it to him.

The weird smell immediately made Xuan Qing cough.

Wanyan Banqin frowned, and swallowed what she wanted to say.

And Xuan Qing had exchanged the anti-fever medicine with the system before and took it, and now he fell asleep and finally felt that his brain was a little clearer.It's just that as soon as he became conscious, he was choked by a weird and disgusting smell.

He almost coughed up tears, and glanced roughly at the room, looking at the dregs left in the great wizard's hand, he almost felt sick and spit out what he drank.

"Are you awake? How do you feel?" Wanyan Banqin asked hastily.

Xuan Qing forced a smile, "I'm much better, thank you princess."

The maidservant on the side whispered: "As expected of a great wizard! As soon as you come here, my lord's serious illness will be cured..."

Xuan Qing: ...Fuck, he was choked, okay?

Wanyan Banqin also heaved a sigh of relief, and while having the great wizard sent back, he said, "Then you have a good rest."

Xuan Qing nodded... Hurry up and leave, he will recover after a while.

After Yan Banqin led the people away, Xuan Qing felt a little thirsty and wanted to drink a glass of water.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the maid on the side hurriedly handed it over to him, and said in a hurry: "My lord, if there is anything you need to tell our sisters to do it!"

When they saw Xuan Qing before, they felt that the men of the Southern Dynasty were weak in temperament and not as strong as the men in the Northern Xinjiang. Now they felt that the man from the Southern Dynasty was so weak that he needed careful and careful care.

Xuan Qing: ...he is also a good fighter in ability battles!It's not a porcelain doll!

But this time it provided him with an idea. The medical skills in northern Xinjiang seem to be extremely backward. Maybe he can start from this aspect.

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Xuan Qing's body recovered the next day, but the servant girl was worried when she saw his pale face, so she must let him have a good rest.

It was two days later when he was finally able to stand on the land and breathe the fresh air.

Xuanqing was wearing the clothes that Wanyan half-quilted people had sent newly, it was still the white monk's robe, but it was slightly thicker.

Suddenly he heard a familiar loud voice——

"That monk from the Southern Dynasty, his small arms and legs can't stand the toss!"

"I heard that the boss invited the great wizard to the king's place overnight for him!"

"It's too weak! I got sick after just one day!"...

I really didn't expect to hear people talking about him while walking around.That man happened to come back with Wanyan Banqin on the road, and one sleeve of his robe had come off, and his bare chest was showing his bulging muscles.

Xuan Qing approached slowly with a smile, heard footsteps over there, turned around and saw his fluttering monk's robe, elegant and elegant, a temperament that rough men in northern Xinjiang could not match anyway.