Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 79: A Step Ahead in Skill

The night outside was dark, and the sound of wooden fish came from somewhere in the drizzling rain.

Inside the Zen room, the atmosphere was tense.

Xin Zhuo's face was filled with determination, as if he was in great pain after being rejected by his beloved.

Hui Ruqing's face was flushed, her delicate hands rubbing together, her chest rising and falling irregularly.

Then,

She suddenly took a light step and walked to Xin Zhuo's side, hugging him tightly, nuzzling her head against his, and softly saying, "I understand, I understand everything, Xin Lang."

Xin Zhuo was a bit confused. Are the girls in this world really so easily deceived?

Feeling the delicate body in his arms, his heart started to beat faster, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

A complex mix of emotions, violating social norms and moral values, surged in his heart, and he reached out with one hand.

The next moment, Hui Ruqing raised her head, closed her eyes, tilted her fair chin up, her long eyelashes trembling incessantly, and a beauty mark on her lips stood out.

She was already quite tall, and this brought them almost face to face.

Her warm breath brushed against his nose.

A kiss?

Xin Zhuo was completely clueless. Should he make a move?

I'm not a good person either! I don't care about all that.

Who knew that the person in his arms would suddenly exhale softly, "Three, two..."

Uh...

What's the meaning of this countdown?

While he was still in a daze, Hui Ruqing suddenly took three steps back, her coquettishness and nervousness disappearing completely. "You had a chance, but you didn't seize it. You're a thief without the guts!"

"?"

Who said I don't have the guts? I'm very brave, it's just that sudden tenderness requires three to five seconds of preparation, right?

Xin Zhuo coughed, "Um... let's try again..."

"Canglang—"

Hui Ruqing had already drawn a sword, about three feet long, with a cold gleam. First, she pointed the tip of the sword at him, then smiled lightly, sweetly intoxicating, and then handed him the hilt. "It's too late. I officially reject you now. You can give up. Let's begin!"

Her expression at this moment was completely different from before, as if she had become a completely different person. If she was once naive, inexperienced, and easily deceived, now she seemed like a mature, insightful old river and lake.

The dragon slayer was slain by the dragon.

Xin Zhuo looked at the tip of the sword and fell silent for five breaths before pushing the sword away with his hand. "We don't know each other well enough, and our feelings are no longer pure. Let's forget it!"

As expected! None of the people in this Water Moon Monastery are easy to get along with. The Crown Princess is like this, and this senior sister is no exception.

"Pfft!"

Hui Ruqing pursed her lips and laughed lightly, taking back the sword. "What's your mood now? Are you regretting not being able to deceive a nun and run away with you?"

Xin Zhuo remained calm, his hands behind his back. "No, my heart is calm."

"Do you believe that? Hehe..."

Hui Ruqing covered her mouth and laughed incessantly, as if she hadn't been this happy in a long time. She completely cast aside the shackles of being a nun and a senior sister. The more she laughed, the louder it became. Finally, she stopped and said, "If it were Hui Xin, that little girl, I'm afraid you would have succeeded already. Even I was almost confused by you. Hehehe..."

Xin Zhuo felt a sense of emptiness, sat down, and hugged Xiao Huanglu. He inexplicably glanced at her bosom.

Hui Ruqing also sat down beside him, pondering something, then looked at Xin Zhuo's face.

To be honest, if it were a traditional, rough bandit, he would have been stabbed to death with a sword as soon as he said those cheesy words just now.

But...

This little thief was indeed good-looking, and his storytelling was captivating. When he spoke those embarrassing words, it made people's hearts beat faster, even dizzying.

Hmm...

Why do you have to think about these things?

Xin Zhuo suddenly took off his shoes, lay on the couch, hugged Xiao Huang, and closed his eyes.

Xiao Huang seemed to sense his owner's mood, stretched out his paw and patted his face, also closing his eyes.

Hui Ruqing silently watched the strange posture of the master and servant, unable to help but laugh: "You scoundrel, how many girls have you seduced?"

"None, you're the first!" Xin Zhuo replied casually, which was actually true, and his methods were quite cheesy.

"Heh, I don't believe it!"

Hui Ruqing snorted, suddenly feeling a chill, lowered her head, her face suddenly changed. She noticed that her monk's robe had been untied at some point, revealing her lonely undergarment and fair skin. She had been so focused on teasing Xin Zhuo that she hadn't noticed at all.

"You scoundrel, you..."

"Found out? How boring. In the moment you hugged me, I could feel your erratic heartbeat and your eyes darting around. It's not just shyness and nervousness, there's something else mixed in. I was just testing it out." Xin Zhuo opened his eyes, crossed his legs, and smirked. He had always been in a dangerous environment, so his observational skills were like cheating.

Hui Ruqing immediately tightened her robe belt and gritted her teeth: "You cunning scoundrel, when have I ever embraced a man? If it weren't for nervousness, with your seventh-grade cultivation, how could you be so bold with me?"

Xin Zhuo couldn't be bothered to speak, turned around, and let out a slight sigh.

Hui Ruqing looked at his back, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed. It took her a long time to say "Amitābha" and close her eyes, practicing her mental technique. Her mind was completely in chaos and she couldn't calm down.

Dawn arrived, and the light rain continued.

Xin Zhuo opened his eyes and looked to the side. The room was empty, and Hui Ruqing was no longer there.

He got up and stretched lazily.

As if releasing a signal, the door of the meditation room was immediately pushed open. Hui Xin entered with two young nuns carrying hot water, face towels, and toothbrushes.

Looking at Xin Zhuo, Hui Xin asked softly, "Did you bully Senior Sister?"

Xin Zhuo was surprised, "What happened to her?"

Hui Xin smiled mischievously, "Senior Sister is very angry. She hurriedly went to the main hall to recite the morning scriptures. She didn't even have time to practice her mental technique and martial arts, which she usually never neglects."

"We just had a friendly match!"

Xin Zhuo freshened up and asked, "What's my schedule for today?"

One of the young nuns behind Hui Xin said, "The abbess has ordered you to go to the main hall to bathe in the Buddhist scriptures and cleanse your sins."

The main hall of Shuiyue Temple was not located in the center of the temple, but in a secluded corner. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he was attracted by the refreshing fragrance of flowers. The whole temple was filled with colorful flower bushes. In the quiet corners of the flower bushes, there was a magnificent Great Hall, luxurious yet dignified. The murals of Buddha and Bodhisattvas were colorful.

"A secluded path leads to a quiet meditation room!"

Xin Zhuo sighed.

Hui Xin laughed, "Xin Zhuo, you do have a way with words, but this is not a meditation room. This is the Great Hall of the Bodhisattva in Shuiyue Temple."

Xin Zhuo nodded and walked into the hall. As soon as he entered the gate, the orderly and dense chanting voices entered his ears.

Under the solemn statues of gods and Buddhas, the hall was filled with nuns in various robes. A rough scan revealed that there were probably hundreds of them.

He looked around and saw Hui Ruqing sitting with a devout expression, chanting with her eyes closed. He sat down next to her.

Hui Ruqing frowned slightly, as if sensing him, but she didn't open her eyes, just moved slightly to the side.

Xin Zhuo wanted to say something, but seeing the fierce-looking Arhat and Bodhisattva statues around him, he decided to remain silent.

After enduring for half an incense stick's worth of time, a senior nun sitting in the main chanting position suddenly looked over and said, "Xin Zhuo, do you know your sins?"

The chanting in the hall suddenly stopped, and countless pairs of eyes turned to look at him.

He felt a bit nervous, but the more serious the situation, the less panic he felt. If he were to be sentenced to death in front of the Bodhisattva statue, Shuiyue Temple would probably have to close down. What kind of virtuous scriptures were they reciting?

Thinking about his words, just as he was about to argue, a voice of an old nun came from afar, "Master Yi Wu is here. Pu Jing, Pu Xian, Pu Cong, come with me."

"Yes!"

Pu Jing and two old nuns suddenly stood up and left three afterimages in place, already outside the hall.

The nuns in the hall suddenly stood up and looked towards the outside, their faces showing surprise.

Xin Zhuo also looked out in surprise. What happened?