The queen wants to run away every day

Chapter 290 The Concubine Was Not Mentally Prepared
The mountain road was rugged and difficult, there were several steep places, Yingyun looked flustered, but the emperor's footsteps were steady and steady, a person with a background in martial arts was really unusual.

In Mount Tai, which has just entered spring, the cold air is still pressing, and the mountain wind is blowing coldly, as if it is still in winter.

Yingyun lay on the emperor's shoulders, seeing that his temples were slightly sweaty, it was really hard for him to carry a distance.

"Uh... Your Majesty, why don't you let the concubine come down..." Yingyun felt a little sorry in her heart, and struggled to move.

The emperor had no choice but to let her go, took her hand, and said, "Go slowly, I will hold you."

Yingyun looked at the top of Mount Tai and asked: "With the speed of my concubine's footsteps, it will probably be dark when I reach the top of the mountain."

The emperor smiled slightly and said: "Tonight I will stay with the empress in Bixia Lingying Palace, and I will go down the mountain tomorrow."

Yingyun asked with astonishment on her face: "The emperor said that he will stay overnight at the mountain temple?"

The emperor smiled: "What's the matter? Are you so surprised?"

Yingyun smiled and said: "That's not true, it's just that the concubine is not mentally prepared..."

The emperor said: "What are you going to do? On the mountain, I have ordered you to find a quiet meditation room for the queen."

Heh, Yingyun smiled secretly in her heart, originally thought that he came here out of excitement, but now it seems that he came prepared.

That being the case, Yingyun stopped and walked, sometimes feeling the oncoming mountain breeze, and sometimes picking unknown wild flowers passing by, completely taking this trip as a trip to the mountains and rivers.

When the two arrived at Bixia Lingying Palace, it was already dark, and sparse stars were gradually hanging in the sky.The ancient sky was really spotless. Standing on the top of Mount Tai, it seems like you can pick the stars with your hands.

The Abbot Fajing, the abbot of Bixia Lingying Palace, led a group of young novice monks to welcome the holy driver. Two rows of red lanterns illuminated the mountain temple.

In the dark night, only this place shines like a star.

Because they live on the top of the mountain for many years, the novice monks on the mountain hardly go down the mountain all year round. They set up another field behind the monastery, grow some vegetables, and are self-sufficient.

Therefore, seeing so many people visiting the mountain temple, and the arrival of the holy driver, everyone's faces were filled with joy.

The emperor performed Buddhist rituals to Chan Master Fajing and said, "I haven't seen Zen Master for several years, don't you come here and be safe?"

Chan Master Fajing chanted the Buddha's name, welcomed the emperor and the empress into the temple, and said: "The poor monk often thinks of discussing Zen with the emperor holding a candle, so don't be unhappy. These years, he has been chanting scriptures and practicing Zen with the monks every day, in order to ensure the prosperity of the country and the people. Your Majesty, you live forever."

Yingyun listened to the conversation between the two, and saw that they were very familiar with each other, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, the emperor really can match all kinds of ways, and knows a thing or two about Buddhism and Zen.

I remembered that he said before that he knew how to read faces. Could it be that he learned it from here?
The two entered the monastery, because at night, they simply put in a few sticks of incense, and then went back to the meditation room to rest.

The little novice then sent white steamed buns, a dish of pickled vegetables and a dish of pickled melon, which was in line with the simplicity of the people in the mountain gate.

Yingyun is not picky about food, and besides climbing the mountain all afternoon, her stomach growled several times, she grabbed the steamed buns and gnawed on them, but when she turned her head, she saw the emperor shaking his head and sighing.

"Your Majesty, are you not hungry?" Yingyun handed the white steamed bun in front of him.

The emperor refused with a smile: "You eat, eat faster, I will take you out later."

"Still going out?" Yingyun quickly swallowed the steamed buns, she thought she could go to sleep directly.

(End of this chapter)