Marrying on your behalf: the abandoned concubine of the cold-faced prince

Chapter 108

"Well, let's get down, why is the Buddhist hall so quiet today?" The emperor saw the nun kneeling on the ground, his back was so familiar yet strange.

"Going back to the emperor, maybe the master and other masters went to the lotus pond to pick lotus flowers." Fu Rong is originally from the south, and she speaks sweetly and waxy. Although she is old, her voice is still soft and soft. Generally comfortable.

The emperor was very curious what kind of beauty this seductive voice was: "Lift up your head."

Fu Rong raised her head slowly, but the corners of her eyes were lowered and she did not look directly at the emperor. The emperor said in surprise, "Fu Rong, you are Fu Rong."

Furong slowly raised her head, her face turned pale, she backed up again and again, the rosary in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and said tremblingly, "You are, you are." , despite getting old, the love, love and hatred in my mind seem to be yesterday.Furong's mind was blank, it was Yunlong, the young master Yunlong who used to think about it day and night.

"Yunlong, I'm Yunlong." The emperor pulled Fu Rong's hands excitedly: "Do you still remember? On August [-]th of that year, the bright moon was in the sky, the stars were the curtain, and the leisurely elegant residence was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the house was full of happy characters. I still remember that Ye Tiandi was a matchmaker, I still remember that I was for you..."

"Enough, don't say any more." There was a trace of pain in Fu Rong's eyes, preventing the emperor from continuing. Of course, Fu Rong remembered, but how could she forget how ungrateful and ungrateful this Young Master Yunlong was before him, and he would never return.The past vows of eternal love are all gone.

Slowly, Fu Rong regained her calm eyes, took a deep breath, and clasped her hands together: "Amitabha, Your Majesty, you have identified the wrong person.

The smoke and clouds are scattered and the past is a period of time, and the hard times are hard and the heart has its own headroom.

This is the dharma name that Furong's teacher in Jing'an Nunnery gave her, in order to make her forget all the pain in the world.Forget that Furong doesn't want to worry about the worldly things, she has suffered too much pain in this life, if it wasn't for the man in front of her, how could she have such pain, life would be worse than death.

The emperor also felt that he was out of order just now, and said a little annoyed: "Liu Dequan, where is the master in the Buddhist hall, why don't you go out and look for it?"

"Your servant obeys." Liu Dequan turned around and gave a wink, and the eunuchs and maids who were waiting behind him quietly left.

The Buddhist hall is so clean that even the falling leaves on the tree can hear the sound. Looking at Furong, the emperor seemed to have a thousand words in his heart, but he didn't know how to start, where to start?Since he left silently?
"You." The emperor suddenly felt as if he was young again, and his heart was sprouting, as if something was surging out of his chest.

The snow water on the red clay stove behind Fu Rong was already boiling, and there was a hissing sound from the spout of the teapot, Fu Rong was relieved: "The master told me that the emperor likes to drink tea, how about making a kung fu tea for the emperor?"

The emperor nodded quickly: "Okay, okay." The emperor sat on the opposite side of the tea table, and Fu Rongan sat on the other side of the tea table.

For many years, the emperor looked at the lover in his heart. Time did not cover up Furong's appearance, but added a bit of otherworldly charm.

Fu Rong took a small dish of tea leaves and handed them to the emperor: "Your Majesty, this is the Longjing tea just picked this year. It is fragrant and elegant."

The emperor took a small dish of tea leaves from Furong and sniffed it at the tip of his nose: "Well, this tea is very fragrant and elegant, why have I never drank it before, so the tea from Bodhi Temple is so fragrant?

(End of this chapter)