The tea-type beauty went crazy, and the stunning male protagonist was seduced

Chapter 4 Abbot, your Buddha mind is unstable4
  Lovebird, whose life was strangled, quickly tried to persuade her with kind words: [Mysterious and abstinent, cool and beautiful man, he is so poisonous! Host, please note that you fall in love with him, you are not letting him fall in love with you, nor are you letting you fall in love with each other. There is no conflict at all! 】

The system thinks that the plot development is that Su Wanqing can't get the male protagonist who is devoted to Buddha. As a result, the more he gets, the more he misses him, and finally falls in love with him!
  Su Wanqing believes that the development of the plot is such a difficult task. Only by possessing the other person first can she be able to approach love.

nice?
  Kong'er master Su Wanqing only noticed the keyword. The moment she heard the word "beautiful", her eyes lit up and she immediately turned her head to look at the handsome man.

At this time, the male protagonist had turned around from his back just before the space condensed. Su Wanqing tilted her head and saw his appearance clearly through the gap between the tall Concubine An and the other beautiful ladies.

His temperament is cold and elegant, like a piece of holy white jade. His spine is straight, his face is thin, his eyebrows are like ink pens, his eyes are like stars, his nose is like an ice peak, and his lips are as thin as a peach.

Su Wanqing had never seen a man with unmodified hair, as beautiful as a god in the sky, so Su Wanqing couldn't help but have the urge to pull him out of the Holy Gate and possess him.

Su Wanqing stared blankly, then subconsciously relaxed her grip, and the lovebird quickly escaped.

Su Wanqing changed what she had just finished and said tremblingly: "Love... it's not impossible to put your hands up and down..."

Just, fall in love? ?

impossible!
  When she thought about the pain of her mother loving her father when she was a child, her mother always burst into tears and felt lost, but she was still willing to take care of his emotions, give him a sense of security, and devote almost all of her energy and time. Worried about the safety of the other party, faced with humble compromises after countless quarrels.

the most important is! !
  And give the other person money! !
  It's terrible!

Su Wanqing, a small money fan, felt horrified just thinking about it.

At this time, the lovebird had fluttered its wings and disappeared, and the space returned to normal.

Concubine Liu was very annoyed when she saw that her hand had somehow come off Su Wanqing's arm. Seeing that Su Wanqing was about to squeeze in, she quickly turned sideways and raised her foot to trip Su Wanqing.

With Su Wanqing's judo training, she could have avoided it, but she chose to go with the flow and keep her eye on the target.

Successfully fell into the arms of the male protagonist Mo Kong, and the moment Su Wanqing fell in, her jade hands were attached to his waist.

Su Wanqing seemed to be moving, and seemed to be rubbing. These movements seemed to be unintentional actions due to being tripped, like feathers floating in the breeze, waving the notes of love.

Su Wanqing raised her eyes slightly, her nose gently touching his forehead.

Mo Kong lowered his eyes and looked at her. Su Wanqing's autumn eyes were like a pitiful white rabbit and a cunning fox, and there was a trace of a wild cat's claws that wanted to monopolize her.

Su Waqing noticed slightly that Mo Kong seemed to take a breath, and then, before Mo Kong tried to push her away, Su Waqing quickly withdrew.

She expressed her guilt in a soft and delicate tone, with a hint of trepidation, "I'm so sorry~! I think there was something wrong with Sister Liu's feet just now, and I unintentionally disrespected you..."

"You?! Su Wanqing! You actually said there was something wrong with my feet?!" Concubine Liu roared angrily.

Su Wanqing bent her eyes, looking sincere and innocent. She opened her big eyes and said in confusion: "If there is not something wrong with Sister Liu's feet, then...is there something wrong with Sister Liu's brain?"

"you?!"

Concubine Liu was so angry that her fingers were split.

Su Wanqing smiled again, still with those innocent and pitiful eyes that made people look at them and couldn't bear to blame them, and her soft and tender tone, "Looking at Sister Liu, she doesn't look very smart, but she doesn't look like that." People who are too stupid are not out of their minds after all. Jiuyang, hurry up! Go and show Sister Liu, don’t wait until the foot is broken before it’s too late to pick it up~!"

The tone of voice was urgent, as if she was really worried about Concubine Liu.

Zhaoyi, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple, suddenly approached Concubine An's ear, which was out of reach, and whispered with confusion: "Concubine Su seems to be a little different from before. She used to be cold and taciturn, but she is not like this now. She can't help but let her down. In a pitiful and innocent tone, what he said... was actually curse words."

Su Wanqing's injuries couldn't help but ache after standing for a long time, so she ignored Concubine Liu's fuss and curses.

With a slight smile, he bent his thin legs towards Mo Kong to say goodbye, leaving behind a slender back that wanted to refuse but still welcome. When passing by Mo Kong, a breeze blew, and the tail of Su Wanqing's black hair brushed against Mo Kong's robe, paused, and then left.

But the scent of roses lingers.

……

When the prince's nanny Rong Mei, who had offended Su Wanqing and was punished to be the steward of this temple, arranged her to sleep in a dilapidated house with thin mattresses.

Su Wanqing was not angry at all. On the contrary, she curled her lips.

But she suddenly realized something surprising.

There are hundreds of concubines in the emperor's harem. Those who died are not included in the list, and there are even more princesses and princes.

The emperor himself could not remember them.

But this male protagonist is actually the emperor's son, ranked nineteen, and his mother is a beautiful dancer outside the palace. She has a low status and is often bullied by other concubines in the harem. Her life is full of fear, and her days are like years.

Later, he became extremely powerful and had the potential to kill the emperor and seize the throne. However, he suddenly announced that he would withdraw from the court, shave his hair as a monk, and never participate in government affairs.

Now he is the abbot of Mokong of Tanyin Temple.

Su Wanqing suddenly became curious as to why he suddenly gave up the fight for power and escaped into Buddhism.

……

The dark night with high moon and high wind is the most suitable to attract people's hearts.

Su Wanqing, the scumbag with loving eyes and peach blossom eyes, has flirted with countless men. What impressed her the most was that she had flirted with a beautiful and talented male college student in the past half minute. At that time, she was only wearing a pure lustful skirt that showed off her waist. .

Then he said very seriously, sincerely and simply, "You look... you look delicious."

The male college students fell into trouble.

……

The Buddha's heart moved slightly, and Mo Kong sat cross-legged in front of the couch, chanting Buddhist sutras and twisting Buddha beads in his hands.

However, the ajar door was completely pushed open with a "squeak~".

The constant influx of cold wind should have sobered the mind, but because of the beautiful shadow coming under the moonlight, it disturbed the Buddha's mind.

The Buddha bead fell to the ground with a "clack" sound. Mo Kong slowly opened his eyes, and Su Wanqing walked closer with a smile on her face.

Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, and her thin gauze skirt floated up, giving her a sad and beautiful feeling.

She thought she would have to knock on the door for a while, but she didn't expect that Mo Kong's door was actually ajar, and it was strange that he stayed up in the middle of the night and was still meditating.

Mo Kong lowered his eyes, stood up and bent down to pick up the beads on the ground, and twisted them in his hands again. He looked at Su Wanqing with cold eyes, but the melody of the beads in his hands was uneven.

He opened his thin lips lightly and said in an extremely cold tone, "Amitabha, it is really inappropriate for Concubine Su to come here in the middle of the night. Please go back."

Su Wanqing suddenly crossed her arms and rubbed them. Her eyes were watery and pitiful. She actually listened to his words and turned around. However, when she walked to the door, she raised her arms and closed the door.

(End of this chapter)