After finishing many matters in the Princess's Mansion, it was almost noon.
Jing'er walked in a hurry, with an unconcealable tiredness on her face.
As the most respected chief maid in the princess's palace, her responsibilities are not limited to food, clothing, housing and transportation. The top floor was left in such a shabby state because it was determined that it could no longer be used as a temporary palace. Where should it be moved next?
How to arrange and arrange the guards on the flying boat after Li Fuyou's death requires someone to make a decision.
In addition, she also has to deal with the soul torture of the little princess.
"Where has Mr. Murong gone?"
Where could he go... It can't be said that Mr. Murong was naked in her bedroom.
Fortunately, the princess was simple-minded, and it didn't take much effort to trick her. But when she thought of so many lies today, Jing'er recited the Buddha's name silently for a long time before she could calm down the guilt in her heart.
After walking through the corridor on the top floor, Jing'er returned to her room. She was about to fumble for her badge to open the door, but unexpectedly found that the door was ajar.
She was stunned for a moment, and then her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
By the way, Ning Yan is still inside!
Jing'er suddenly felt that her mouth was dry, and she raised her palm stiffly. It was clear that she could push the door open with just a slight push, but whenever she was about to touch it, she subconsciously retracted her hand, as if there was something hidden on the door.
It’s like an incredible Yanshu mechanism.
She had no choice but to let him come to her bedroom before. If she barged in rashly, wouldn't she be alone in a room with him...
Or her bedroom.
You can't do it, you can't do it!
Jing'er swallowed and looked around guiltily.
Very good, no one is around now...
She cleared her throat and tried to control her trembling voice: "Ning Yan, come out, it's safe now."
There was a silence in response to her.
Refuse to come out?
Bang, bang, bang... Jing'er could clearly hear her heartbeat, which was getting faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of her chest, and her head was buzzing.
Is he determined to be alone in a room with himself?
It's still broad daylight, what does he want to do!
"He is at level 7 and I am at level 5. He can't beat me..."
Jing'er began to unconsciously mutter some words that she didn't quite understand, and gritted her teeth. This time she didn't even bother to knock on the door, and simply kicked the door open.
If you have to knock on the door when entering your room, doesn't it mean that she is afraid?
She is not afraid!
The decoration in the room was still the same as when she left. The sandalwood on the table was still burning, and the smoke and birds were lingering. Everything remained unchanged.
Returning to the familiar environment, Jing'er's heart calmed down a lot. There were many precious herbs mixed in the small incense burner, mainly to help her spiritual platform become clear during practice, and this was exactly what she needed most now.<
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Jing'er could already see the figure hiding in her bedroom through the beaded curtain.
Huh, hoh...yes, it's just a man, I'm not afraid!
"Well, Ning Yan, here I come."
Jing'er regretted the first thing she said when she opened her mouth, and was so embarrassed that her nails were digging into her flesh.
What nonsense is she talking about!
"Don't get me wrong, it has nothing to do with you whether I come or not, I just go back to my room to rest!"
"Look, aren't you here? I can't help but say hello to you when I come in, right? Especially since you still occupy my bedroom."
"No, no, I didn't want to drive you away, but I am a monk after all, and there are many inconveniences, so..."
The more Jing'er talked, the more confused she became. She had completely deviated from the script she had prepared and it was a complete mess.
What happened to me? I had clearly thought about it before I came here...
Jing'er's voice gradually became lower and she smiled self-deprecatingly.
If you keep going in circles like this, when will you finally get the truth? Do you really want to continue pretending to be deaf and dumb?
Stop wasting your time, Mu Yunjing, you’re so coy and ugly!
After figuring this out, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.
"Ning Yan, I have something to tell you."
There was a sound of fabric being rubbed in the bedroom.
Jing'er mustered up her courage, but in the end she didn't step forward to lift the bead curtain, but stopped at the screen partition.
That’s it…
Jing'er leaned against the screen, and she could clearly feel the presence of the person on the other side.
Very close to her, but also far away from her.
"You know, when I heard you say those words to me, I felt happy in my heart..."
"I once thought that I could purify my six sense organs and that I could imitate the great masters of Zen Buddhism and realize my mind and nature. But it wasn't until I saw you rushing into the formations without caring about your own safety that I realized that I couldn't control my own thoughts. It turns out that people walk in the world.
I can’t let go of my seven emotions and six desires.”
"But Ning Yan, we are different after all. Feelings are easy for you, but for people like me..."
"Too luxurious."
Jing'er turned around, pressed her face against the screen, feeling the non-existent warmth, and slowly closed her eyes.
"I don't understand what you are telling me. But I really can't let it go. Master treats me with such kindness, how can I abandon the sect and ignore it."
"If...I mean if, if one day I can get a glimpse of the mystery of the Divine Refining Pass and can guard Liubo Zhai, then I will come to find you."
"If you were married by then, I wouldn't bother you anymore. But if you were alone..." Jing'er's lips trembled slightly, and she used all her strength to hum a whisper as thin as a mosquito from the tip of her nose:
"I will, I will fulfill your wish..."
"What do you think?"
There was still no response in the bedroom.
Jing'er's shame suddenly receded like a tide, and she suddenly opened her eyes.
Her fist became hard.
He even talked about this, but he didn’t express anything at all??
I was still very affectionate before entering the battle, but now my face has changed!
This dog man!
"Ning Yan? Ning Yan, please say something..."
"..."
"Ning Yan!
”
"..."
"You're mute, aren't you!"
Jing'er was so angry that she smashed the screen in front of her with her palm and rushed into the bedroom. Then she saw a scene that stunned her.
On her bed, the man who made her gnash her teeth was lying down, his eyes slightly closed, his long dark hair spread like clouds, and his breathing even and long.
Jing'er's fists were raised in the air, but she couldn't help but put them down gently.
It’s okay if you can’t hear it.
Jing'er sighed, tiptoed to the bedside, slowly squatted down, and carefully looked at the sleeping face.
Ning Yan's eyebrows are extremely beautiful, and sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes are the most suitable description. Further down, her nose and thin lips cannot be said to be handsome and delicate, but they have a bold and uninhibited heroic spirit. When paired together, she looks charming at first glance.
I know this person...
"I knew you were full of evil!" Jing'er looked at it, her face turned red unconsciously, and she secretly spat: "I blame you, but it hurts me terribly..."
Benefit, Benefit, Benefit.
There were three gentle knocks at the door, and Jing'er hurriedly pretended to be serious and returned to the front hall.
The person who came was her other junior sister Xingfang. Seeing that the door was unlocked, he rushed in with a roar without waiting for her to respond: "Sister Jing'er! The princess has something else to ask you for!"
Jing'er frowned and made a silent gesture: "Keep your voice down."
Xingfang chuckled, peeked behind the bead curtain, and blurted out: "Is that a man inside? Sister Jing'er, is there a man in your room?"
After she made such a joke, Jing'er was extremely embarrassed and annoyed: "What kind of man is a man? What does it look like to have these two words on your lips all day long?"
"Amitabha." Xingfang clasped her hands together and recited the Buddha's name seriously, then shook her head and said: "I don't have a man in my heart, so it doesn't matter no matter how much I talk about it. If you keep silent about men, you have actually broken the precept long ago." p>
Jing'er expressionlessly slapped her brains out, "Begging for a beating."
Xingfang said "Hey, you" and covered her forehead with her mouth raised high: "A sisterhood of more than ten years is not worth a man."
"You're still telling me! I have to teach you a lesson!"
"No more, no more! But Sister Jing'er..." Xingfang showed a rare serious look: "Although Master and the others allowed me to do things for convenience without strictly observing the precepts before going down the mountain, I just want to listen to the polite words. Qing
You also know Master Zhao’s temper. If you let her know about this, she will definitely be punished when she returns to the mountain."
Jing'er pondered for a long time after hearing this, and suddenly said: "Have you done your morning homework?"
"It's too late."
"Then... let's go together."
"Is it right here?"
"Well, it's right here."
Jing'er walked under the table and pulled out two futons, asked Xingfang to sit cross-legged, and together they closed their eyes and recited scriptures.
This is an old tradition of Liubo Zhai or the entire Zen sect. It usually starts with the "Big Buddha Dingshou Lengyan Sutra". The purpose is not to improve one's cultivation, but to cultivate one's mind and resist the invasion of inner demons.
Today, for the first time, Jing'er started reciting directly from the Heart Sutra. Xingfang looked at her strangely and couldn't figure out what the senior sister was thinking.
"Bodhisattva, according to Prajna Paramita, if there are worries in the heart, there will be no fear, and we should stay away from upside-down dreams..."
Xingfang listened for a while and couldn't help but push Jing'er's futon: "Sister Jing'er..."