"Your Majesty, if there are no taboos, I would like to invite an acquaintance to come and have a meal with me." Master Fuchen was humble and polite.
And Nuan Si was not a carefree person, so he said heartily: "Master, you are very polite. I am just an ordinary guest when I come to Baoen Temple, so master, you don't have to be polite, just act as usual, and don't deliberately take care of me."
Master Fuchen clasped his hands together and bowed gently: "Thank you for your understanding, Madam."
Then the door was opened, and a man in a green shirt and plain clothes walked in. His face was like warm jade, his shape was like the autumn wind, and he came gracefully.
After Nuansi saw this person clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "King of Shu?"
The man stepped forward and saluted: "I have met the Queen."
"The king of Shu does not need to be polite. They are all members of his own family. You can avoid these etiquette in the future." Nuan Si did not expect to meet the king of Shu Qingze here. However, according to legend, the king of Shu has always stayed aloof from the world, eating fast in the temple, chanting Buddha, and cultivating his character. It seems that
The rumors are true.
Speaking of which, the current emperor only has two siblings. One is the King of Han, Mo Yu Qingjin, who has been sent to the fiefdom to be a free and easy prince, and the other is the King of Shu, Mo Yu Qingze.
According to legend, the four sons of the late emperor were all extraordinary in appearance, but they had different personalities. The deceased King Zhao was the original prince Mo Yu Qinglin. He had an impulsive personality and was prone to anger. However, the current emperor, who is always smiling, is...
It's hard for people to figure it out. No one knows what he is thinking, but everyone knows that the new emperor has vicious methods and is decisive in doing things.
The King of Han is said to be a very smart man, well-rounded, and has a good relationship with the emperor, so he was also a party to exclude the prince at the beginning. King Qingze of Shu is the least popular among the people. Everyone just knows that he has a gentle nature and loves Buddhist scriptures, so he gave up his fiefdom.
With only the title of prince, he traveled around the major temples in Nanyu, eating fast and chanting Buddha's name.
When I saw him today, Nuan Si did feel that he was different from when he saw him before. He felt that he had a very unique temperament, but he couldn't put it in words. Anyway, Nuan Si was weird.
After dinner, Nuan Si couldn't sleep, so she left her entourage and walked alone in the backyard of the temple. The bright moon was high in the sky and the night was as quiet as water. Nuan Si liked this feeling because it made her feel at ease, something she never felt in the palace...
Suddenly, a faint sound of the flute came. Listening to the melody, Nuan Si knew that the song was playing "Ambush from Flying Daggers", but she didn't know who the person playing the flute was? Why did she have such a state of mind...
After thinking about it, Nuan Si couldn't help but be attracted to it. He followed the sound of the flute and searched all the way. Finally, he stopped in front of a wing room. The man playing the flute was right in front of him.
Wearing a green shirt and plain clothes, he is still dressed in the same outfit. This time the face of the person playing the flute is not warm jade, but a kind of desire that he has never had before. If Nuan Si understands correctly...
After a long time, it was just a song. The King of Shu turned around and smiled: "It made the Queen laugh."
Nuan Si smiled politely and said, "What the hell, the King of Shu is too modest. The sound of the flute is beautiful, but the music is not symmetrical to the person playing the flute. I dare to ask, how can a person like the King of Shu who is unconcerned with the world not be so symmetrical?"
Do you want to understand the state of mind of the King of Chu who was besieged on all sides?"
When the King of Shu heard the words, he trembled. How long had it been, how long had no one understood what he was thinking, how long had no one understood what he was blowing?