The King of Beijing in the Red Mansion

In the Zen room, Miaoyu, dressed in a Taoist robe, was fanning herself gently with a palm-leaf fan. The teacup on the table was steaming and the boiling tea was gurgling.

Opposite her sits a quiet daughter, wearing a coat and skirt that is not old but not old. She has no makeup on her face, but has a unique hazy look. She is none other than Xing Xiuyan, who is "like a pale chrysanthemum".

While burning incense and making tea, Miaoyu raised her eyes and looked at her "good friend" whom she had not seen for a long time. A vague and complicated look flashed between her eyebrows, and she said in a clear voice: "I didn't expect to see you in the capital. It's such a wonderful fate. The results are incredible.”

When Xing Xiuyan came to visit, Miaoyu was shocked. She never expected to meet Xing Xiuyan in the Beijing Palace.

Hearing this, Xing Xiuyan explained calmly: "My family had no future, so I went to Beijing to seek refuge. By some strange combination of circumstances, I came to the palace and met Sister Miaoyu. It was an unexpected surprise."

Originally, Xing Xiuyan defected to the Rongguo Duke's palace and lived next to Yingchun. However, when Shui Rong invited Daiyu and his party to stay at the palace for a while, Xing Xiuyan, who was temporarily staying, also came over.

A lot of daughters in the house have come over, so Xing Xiuyan can't be left alone. Isn't this a form of exclusion?

When Miaoyu heard this, a slight smile appeared on her cold jade face, and she said: "I am still very happy that my old friend is still here."

She blurted out her predicament gracefully and without any shyness. This open-mindedness was different from the common trend, and it was also appreciated by Miaoyu, who had always been aloof.

Hearing this, Xing Xiuyan raised his eyes and glanced at Miaoyu, feeling something strange in his heart.

Somehow, Miaoyu looked as aloof and aloof as before, but she could vaguely see that Miaoyu's eyebrows were not as cold as before, as if they were stained by the vulgarity she said, less cold and more cold. A woman's charm.

Of course, Xing Xiuyan would not say these words. Maybe it was a temporary misunderstanding after not seeing him for many years.

After a few moments of silence, Xing Xiuyan raised her eyes to look at Miaoyu and asked softly: "Is everything going well in the palace for sister Miaoyu?"

When Miaoyu heard the words, she paused while holding the cattail leaf fan. Her cold jade face was slightly startled, and then she said as usual: "I worship the Buddha and recite sutras every day, everything is okay."

This was indeed the case when that person was away, but when that person thought of her, it was like a strongman attacking the village and leaving it in a state of chaos.

Xing Xiuyan noticed Miaoyu's strangeness, but didn't take it seriously. She said softly: "I see that Prince Beijing is modest and behaves like a gentleman. The palace is also a good place to go."

She is well aware of Miaoyu's nature and her withdrawn temperament. However, how can she be alone in the world? Miaoyu has a good appearance. If she encounters unkind people, she may encounter unexpected events. Now that she can get the protection of the Prince of Beijing, she can keep her innocence. .

I am also happy for this good sister who is both a teacher and a friend.

Miaoyu: "."

Bah, that man is still a gentleman, he doesn't even spare an outsider, he practices in a variety of ways, and he doesn't miss any flaws. If he is a gentleman, this poor nun is Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Of course, this was just a curse in Miaoyu's heart. She couldn't do anything to ruin the reputation of the "devil" outside.

Pursing her pink lips, Miaoyu said calmly: "The poor nun and the prince occasionally drink tea and discuss Taoism. It's just a friendship between gentlemen."

Xing Xiuyan heard Miaoyu's indifference and didn't take it seriously. After all, this was Miaoyu's temperament. If she became flattering, it would be the sun rising in the west.

Nodding lightly, Xing Xiuyan said: "When I was in Suzhou, I also heard the prince say that it seems that my sister has found a soulmate."

She knew that Miaoyu had a noble vision. Being able to drink tea and discuss Taoism with Miaoyu, and call them friends of gentlemen, showed that the prince had fallen in Miaoyu's eyes.

In fact, it is not surprising that Xing Xiuyan and Shui Rong returned by boat from Suzhou. Although she had little contact with Shui Rong, her words and deeds were indeed very polite.

Otherwise, she would not say that Shui Rong was a gentleman.

At this time, the mother-in-law outside said: "Miss, the prince is here."

Xing Xiuyan smiled when he heard this, raised his eyes and looked at Miaoyu, and said, "It seems that the prince has come to meet sister Miaoyu to have tea and discuss Taoism."

Say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will come.

Miaoyu's heart was filled with joy, but Yurong still maintained a cold look, and said in a cold voice: "Tell the prince, the poor nun is receiving guests, please go back to where you came from."

Humph, I suddenly thought of her again. What kind of romantic place is her Cuicui Temple?

Xing Xiuyan: "."

"Master Miaoyu, it's a pleasure to have friends from far away, so why bother chasing away the guests?" Shui Rong walked in, stared at the cold beauty, and said loudly.

When Miaoyu saw that gentle figure, her heart moved slightly. The cloth shoes under her feet couldn't help but close together a little, and Zhanran said: "Coming here uninvited is a bad visitor."

In the name of tea tasting and discussing Taoism, he disturbed her peace every time. He was not a "bad guest".

Xing Xiuyan lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes narrowed his face and eyes, and remained silent.

Shui Rong didn't take Miaoyu's sarcasm seriously. He saw the tea cup with white smoke on the table and said, "It seems that I am lucky."

Miaoyu looked at the young man with a cold face, her cold eyes flashed, she bit her pink lips lightly, snorted softly, then stood up and walked towards the house.

Shui Rong felt funny when he saw this. After Shi Shiran sat down, he raised his eyes to look at the elegant Xing Xiuyan, and said in a gentle tone: "Miss Xing, are you uncomfortable with being in the palace?"

When Xing Xiuyan heard this, she raised her pretty face and said with a calm expression: "Everything is well. Your Majesty is thinking of you."

It's just a place to stay, so there's no need to worry too much about where it is.

But to be honest, in Xing Xiuyan's view, Rongguo's palace is far less peaceful than Beijing's palace. It's no wonder that Yingchun and the others like to go to the palace.

Shui Rong stared at Xing Xiuyan, who was neither humble nor arrogant, and expressed some appreciation in his heart. He said, "Miss Xing is a guest. How can we be careless in hospitality? If the people below are inconsiderate in any way, it is my fault."

Xing Xiuyan raised her eyes and glanced at the young man, her eyes flashed, and after hesitating for a while, she asked: "The relationship between the prince and sister Miaoyu is very good?"

For some reason, she felt that Miaoyu and Shuiluo were different. They were far from the gentlemanly acquaintance that Miaoyu said. Such an unceremonious tone sounded more like...

Shui Rong replied: "Master Miaoyu has a noble nature and is proficient in Buddhism. When I have free time, I come here to have tea and discuss Taoism with Master Miaoyu. I have benefited a lot every time."

Benefits are benefits, but Master Miaoyu has benefited a lot, and the nourishment is even more impressive.

Xing Xiuyan smiled when he heard this and said, "Sister Miaoyu said that she and the prince are good friends, and it seems that is indeed the case."

They are generally first-class confidants, and it is true to say that they are gentlemen.

Shui Rong's eyes turned slightly when he heard this, and he nodded without saying anything.

The saying "the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water" is true. Shuirong and Miaoyu are indeed the true friendship between gentlemen. There is no flirting or sweet talk, but it makes people feel as gentle as sunshine and as moist as rain and dew.

Xing Xiuyan's willow eyes flashed and she said, "My little sister, I still have something to do. Please tell me, Prince, and Sister Miaoyu. I will come to visit you next time."

Not to mention that it would be a bit unnatural for her to stay alone, since the prince wanted to drink tea and discuss philosophy with Miaoyu, it would be inappropriate for her to stay any longer, so she simply left and everyone would be at ease.

Shui Rong glanced at Xing Xiuyan and said: "I was thinking that Miss Xing and Master Miaoyu are both teachers and friends. I guess they are also proficient in Buddhism. I really want to have tea and talk about Taoism together. Since Miss Xing has something to do, I, the King Not forced."

When Xing Xiuyan heard this, a faint smile appeared on her elegant face, and she responded: "Since the prince is so elegant, I will accompany you next time."

With that said, Xing Xiuyan stood up and bowed before leaving immediately.

The words have been spoken, but you can't just stay here for nothing. This is not a naked slap in the face.

Shui Rong raised his eyes and looked at the background where Xing Xiuyan was leaving, and he admired him even more in his heart. Although he was dressed shabby, he was dignified and elegant, and he behaved well. He was knowledgeable and courteous, just like a white lotus emerging from the mud and unstained, which is commendable. ah!

After a while, Miaoyu came in with a green jade bucket in her hand. When she saw Shuirong was the only one in the Zen room, she was startled and asked in surprise: "Where is sister Xiuyan?"

How come Xing Xiuyan, such a big person, disappeared in just a short while when she went to get the teacup?

Chapter 357 Miaoyu: There is no room for this great Buddha, Your Majesty.

In the Zen room, the teacups on the tables were puffing out white smoke, and the white smoke was floating in the air, as if it was spreading like a huge mushroom cloud.

Shui Rong raised his eyes and looked at Miaoyu, who had a questioning expression between her eyebrows. Her face was as white as jade, as cold as orchids, and said, "Miss Xing went back beforehand. She said she would come back to visit when she had time."

Miaoyu raised her eyebrows when she heard this. Under her curved eyebrows, her cold eyes had an inexplicable color. Then she snorted coldly and sat down on the Jindun.

Everything was fine before, but Xing Xiuyan has something to do and leaves just as soon as you come here. Who would believe this?

However, Miaoyu probably understood what Xing Xiuyan meant, so it was difficult to say anything. Deep down in her heart, she was actually a little happy with Xing Xiuyan's "interesting" behavior.

After sitting down, Miaoyu rolled up her sleeves and robe, revealing a lotus-like arm. She took a teacup, poured a cup, handed it over, and looked at the young man with cold eyes, with an undetectable trace in her eyes. With a strange look, he asked: "Does the prince have free time today to come to this humble place like a poor nun?"

Shui Rong took the green jade bucket, raised his eyes to look at this beauty who looked like white snow and cold plums, and said with a smile: "Well, come and sit here when you have nothing to do. If Master doesn't like it, I'll leave right now."

Miaoyu: "."

Is this what people say? I don't like it anymore. I know how to tease her when I talk to myself.

When Shui Rong saw Miaoyu's pretty face as cold as frost, he felt funny in his heart. Miaoyu had a habit of being straight-faced, and it was quite interesting to tease an arrogant young literary girl.

Taking a sip of tea, Shui Rong looked around the furnishings of the nunnery, then looked at Miaoyu's crystal-clear face like snow and the graceful body wrapped in the Taoist robe for a moment, and said jokingly: "It is indeed a bit crude, but it doesn't matter. If you eat too much delicacies from the mountains and seas, eating some country side dishes occasionally can help your spleen and stomach.”

In fact, Shui Rong's words are nonsense. Although the furnishings in the Cuicui Temple are not splendid, they are elegant and fresh. It is really nonsense to say that it is a simple place.

When Miaoyu heard this, a hint of embarrassment surged up on her cold face, her thin eyebrows raised up, she looked at him with anger, snorted coldly, gritted her teeth and said: "That's a poor nun, isn't it? A poor nun's thatched cottage temple is small , There is no room for your great Buddha.”

At this moment, Miao Yufang was angry. She had always been smart, and she could see through it at a glance. She looked at her behavior and her joking expression from Shui Xiong, and immediately understood what it meant.

What is a "country side dish"? Every time she talks about strange things, she acts like a "strongman". In the eyes of the young man, her feelings are nothing more than a distraction.

She said that the young man in front of her was not a gentleman, he was a dirty "devil".

Shui Rong smiled, took Miaoyu's plain hand, hugged her in his arms, caressed the angry face, and said: "I was joking with the teacher, but the teacher is serious. This is the teacher." It’s so beautiful!”

To be honest, Miaoyu's excellent appearance is no worse than hers, especially her temperament as beautiful as orchid and her cold and jade-like temperament, both of which are fascinating.

As for saying that the temple is too small to accommodate the big Buddha Shui Rong, Shui Rong himself can’t figure it out?

The young man's incense lingered in Miaoyu's nose, and her heart felt ashamed and annoyed. This person would come up to her at every turn, hugging and hugging her. How shameless was she?

However, she didn't feel disgusted at all, and there was a hint of joy in her heart.

After all, the young man was still obsessed with her.

Pursing her pink lips, Miaoyu tilted her head and said: "False and false, true and false, truth is often hidden in jokes. Maybe in the prince's heart, the poor nun is just like the prince said."

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, stretched out his hand to pull back the beauty's tilted head, looked down at the beauty's bright cold eyes, and said softly: "Master Miaoyu is so wise as a torch, how can we still be divided?" Not sure whether it’s true or not?”

The young man's aggressive gaze made Miao Yu's heart tremble, her clear eyes were erratic, and she said quietly: "There are so many demons and monsters in the world. How can a poor nun, who is nothing more than a mortal body, be able to distinguish them one by one?"

In fact, the girl also knew in her heart that this was a joke. If the boy only used her as a plaything, he would suffer physical and mental loss.

Even so, she insisted on saying the opposite.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the heart-trembling warm breath coming towards his face, making Miaoyu's delicate body tremble, and she was immediately submerged in the raging wind and waves.

After a while, Shui Rong stared at the beauty with jade cheeks, reached out and stroked a strand of Miaoyu's hair scattered in front of her forehead to her ears, and said in a warm voice: "Actually, I haven't seen Master Tai for a while. , I missed him very much, so I came over to see him.”

For an arrogant and affectionate woman, instead of endless arguments, it is better to change the way of talking and fight straight to the point, simple and clear.

Miaoyu's cheeks are pink, like peach blossoms in March. She smells the young man's words, and her beautiful brows and eyes are overflowing with joy. Her bright and moist eyes reflect the young man's gentle face, and the water is shining.

How could she not miss the days when the young man left Beijing, especially after knowing that after the young man returned home, she had been looking forward to the young man for the past two days, but he was nowhere to be seen, so she felt a little resentful in her heart.

Shui Rong smiled when he saw this, and reached out to touch the autumn-colored silk ribbon tied around the beauty's waist. After pulling it off, he put it on the beauty's jade wrist with ease and skill, and said: "When I am not here, the master will be here." What are you doing?"

Miaoyu looked at the young man's movements with cold eyes, her heart trembled, she turned her head aside, a blush appeared on her cold jade face, she snorted, and replied reluctantly: "Poor nun" As a monk, there is nothing else to do except chanting sutras and studying Buddhist scriptures every day.”

Well, there is also a prayer for someone in it.

Shui Rong glanced at Miaoyu and said silently, "Actually, Master Tai can also look around in the garden of the mansion to see the scenery, and there is no need to be trapped in the nunnery."

When Miaoyu heard this, her cold jade face was slightly startled. She stared at the young man and saw that he didn't look like a joke. Her heart warmed up and she sighed softly: "A poor nun practices in a nunnery. For a poor nun, this is... A quiet place is not a trapped place.”