Chapter 1268: There are some people who can drop

How come he?
There was a buzz in my head, and it was all for a while-Lizhu of Nangong Palace just fled from the gate of the gate this morning. I thought he would stay at Yuhua Palace for one day today, but why, this time Come to me?
What Su Su just said--
I stood up suddenly, because I was too anxious to hit the edge of the table, the cups and saucers on the table jumped.
I said, "Your Majesty!"
Pei Yuanzhang stood at the door, her face a little dull, and looked at me silently.
At this moment, Wu Yan's face was also white. Although Su Su was not a maid, she probably knew some rules after entering the palace for a long time. She even knew what position Nangong Lizhu was in the palace, and she closed her mouth tightly. , Carefully watching Pei Yuanzhang.
For a while, everyone was so quiet that they couldn't even hear their breath.
He didn't say a word, but scared the people in the house enough, and I was a little helpless for a while, although he was quite kind to me these days, but when it comes to Nangong Lizhu, it is difficult to say. He must be punished when he is angry-I can't let him move my people!
Thinking of this, I took a step in front of Su Su, blocking her behind me.
At this point, he said, "Are you well off?"
"..."
A few of us all stopped breathing.
There was also a murmur in my heart. Somewhat strangely watched him calmly walk in from the outside, and slowly sat in front of me, looking at the expression on his face, without a bit of anger and anger--he, did he get angry?
I haven't answered him yet, and he looked up at me again: "Are you back to sleep?"
"..." I was still a little hesitant, but at this time I nodded intuitively: "Yes."
"A headache?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"A throat ... well, it sounds much better to hear you speak."
"Ok."
I still looked at him cautiously and didn't dare to talk more.
Just now Su Su's words, I know he must have heard them, but why did n’t he get angry after he heard them? I do n’t know. Is it necessary to stabilize me temporarily? Or does everyone know what to do?
I don't know how he planned it, but for now, it's always right to be careful.
Susu and Wu Yan were still a little helpless behind him, and the atmosphere did not dare to sip.
I thought about it, and said to them, "Hurry up and send your tea to Her Majesty."
Susu looked at me and gave her a wink, and she went out with Wu Yan carefully. Pei Yuanzhang sat with her back to her without turning her head, and only gently touched the one hanging on her wrist. That piece of Yu Chan.
Susu stomped out.
After a while, Wu Yan served hot tea. Pei Yuanzhang and I were still quiet, one stood, one sat, and after she stepped down, Pei Yuanzhang looked up again to see Hold me.
This time, I could see clearly that his eyes were covered with bloodshots. Although I read the Heart Sutra for the whole night last night, it was much more comfortable to make up for this sleep, but he did n’t seem to rest much. Tired, looking at people with such red eyes makes people inexplicably palpitated.
My heart touched my throat again.
Then he lowered his head.
But before I could calm down, he looked up again and said, "You--"
Immediately all my hairs stood up: "Ah?"
"You ... how did you recite the Heart Sutra?"
"..." I just felt that I was going to hang him here in a breath, cold sweat was all over, and I couldn't help but stunned, and said, "Wonderful words and don't know what to say, recite a heart Sutra, It's better to gossip. "
"I didn't ask this," his eyebrows frowned slightly. "I asked, why did you recite the Heart Sutra. Who taught you?"
"what……"
"Did you learn with the queen queen when you were in Linshui Stupa?"
"No, I will be young."
"From an early age? Fu Bazhen taught it?"
"No."
"Who taught it? I taught you from an early age!"
I listened to him as if he still had anger in his heart. I didn't know what was worthy of anger in this matter. It was as if I had chanted his dreams last night and disturbed his dreams. I could not help myself a little bit angry, and the voice immediately chilled in a tone: "My mother."
He stroked the finger of that jade cicada and stopped suddenly.
A short while, he looked up at me: "Your, mother?"
"Yes."
"Is that what He said at the beginning, Mrs. Yan's?"
"Yes."
"She was spoken by your father--" He said he was hesitant to say that my home was ugly. He didn't continue, just frowned slightly: "Why is she teaching her daughter to read the Buddhist scriptures?" ? "
"..."
I pursed my lips—in fact, my mother taught me more since childhood, not only the Heart Sutra, but in the eyes of ordinary people, it is really strange for a mother to teach her daughter to read the sutra, but think back to me The identity of the mother is not surprising.
Before she married her father, she was a bhikkhuni.
I also understand where she came from in the cold and indifferent in the face of those ascending and falling.
However, I don't want to tell him these things.
After all, it's my own life experience, and-what is the relationship between the mother, the court, and the royal family? I haven't figured it out yet, and I don't need to say something shocking.
He said faintly: "There are many ladies in Xichuan who will believe in Buddhism when they marry. If there are any major issues in the family, they will ask monks from those temples in charge of Qingchuan toast to do Buddhist things in Chengdu."
He listened, his eyes flickered suddenly, and said, "Yeah, I think of it. At that time, He also said that Miss Yan's name was full of Xichuan since she was a child, and there were those toasts who proposed to you Yes, is it? "
I frowned.
What do you mean? Come tell me this now?
Seeing that the expression in my eyes was getting more alert, he was silent for a while, as if he felt that he was ridiculous, smiled gently, then took a tea bowl to take a sip, and then slowly said, "No, In fact, it's all a thing of the past. I have already passed by asking and not asking. "
"..."
Somehow, I think he's a little inexplicable today.
Nangong Lizhu just walked back from the gate of the ghost gate. He reasonably said that he should have been guarding her at Yuhua Palace, but now he came here, and asked me why I read the Sutra of the Heart, and then asked my mother, Asked what Qingchuan toast proposed to me, what did he want to do?
It ’s not like I did n’t sleep last night, right?
I looked at him slightly frowning, but saw that he stood up, opened the bead curtain and went inside. On the bed, Miaoyan didn't know anything about what happened here. He still slept darkly, and drool was left from the corner of his mouth. It looks mushy and funny.
Pei Yuanzhang stood by the bed, looked at her for a while, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth: "Last night, I was really tired of her."
I barely smiled.
"Have she eaten?"
"I ate something before I slept."
"That's good."
He looked down at the wonderful words and said, "Last night, she chanted for the concubine. It has spread to the capital early this morning. Do you know what people in the capital say about her?"
"How to say?"
"Those people say that the daughter of Mi, the princess Miaoyan, is not an ordinary person. She is a jade girl next to the bodhisattva, and can live all beings."
I couldn't help laughing.
He didn't look back, and continued, "But I don't want her to be a sentient being, and I only want her to be her daughter, and to give her everything she hasn't given her in the past years."
I frowned, and just what I was about to say, he had cut off my words and said, "He knows what you are going to say, and the child will hurt less ... He will listen to you."
I listened to him and thought it was a bit wrong, so I didn't answer him.
He stood on the bed with his hands behind his back and looked at the wonderful words. After watching for a while, he turned around and walked out again, sitting back to the table, the tea was a little cold, and the last bit of light smoke was raised in the sun. He took a sip and didn't complain. Instead, he felt like drinking some honey water. The corners of his eyes were all smiles, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.
I faintly felt something wrong.
He came to me today. What the is he doing?
Do n’t I want to see the protector, he wants to repent? But in the morning, he also told me that he would not break the promise.
What does he mean?
I do n’t like to face this situation where everything is not under control. I want to break this deadlock, but I do n’t know what I can do for a while. After thinking about it, I just saw the cold tea at his hand and said "The tea is cold, let the daughters add some hot water for her Majesty."
"No need to."
He stretched out his hand and caged the tea bowl, and said, "Drink like this, it tastes good."
"……Oh."
I don't know if he still has this hobby.
As he said, he looked up at me, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth. After a while, he said softly, "Last night, you chanted the heart Sutra for the concubine, I was very happy."
Finally talked about this.
I was polite and smiled fakely: "The concubine is safe and sound, and it is also a blessing to the people."
"No," he said, "I'm not talking about that."
"..."
"I'm glad you can let go of the past."
"..."
He raised his head and looked at me. The sunlight outside the door shone on his back, making him seem to be exuding a faint light. For a moment, I could not see the expression on his face, but I just felt his smile. Very gentle and warm, even the voice came with indescribable tenderness: "There are some things that you can put down, then there are some people ... you can also put down."
...
I stood there for a moment and nothing happened.
What does he mean ...