The little princess tames the prince

Chapter 165: Buddha's Birthday (2)
"Hey, it's time to catch up." Hearing the sound of the horse's hooves, Zhen Jie stretched out her head curiously and looked back. The meaning of not wanting to get off the horse at this time was very obvious in that voice.

Zhao She took the reins slowly, and there were still a few miles away from the mountain gate, and Zhenjie Eryi came over on the horse.In the White Horse Temple, I saw the prince arrived earlier. The abbot was dressed in a red cassock and brought all the monks to welcome him out.

In this scene, many people stared at her, and it was inevitable that Ms. Zhen would blush once.Isn't it just that men and women ride the same horse?

Behind Sister Zhen, Zhao She had a smile on his lips. He was sitting upright, and he couldn't help seeing Sister Zhen's face flushing in front of him.A blush suddenly appeared on the white jade-like cheeks, causing Zhao She to look into the distance, and Zhao She, who was actually looking at the real sister, was moved again.

"The poor monks pay their respects to the prince," said the host, seeing Zhao She, as if seeing a heavenly being.You must know that King Anping did not believe in gods and Buddhas. One year, the presiding officer came to the door to collect Buddhist affairs, and rescued the dead soldiers under his tent for Zhao Amnesty.Zhao She heard the words coldly: "I will distribute this money to the families of the soldiers."

The host met such a thorn, and went to the old lady to talk about the Dharma and got some lamp oil money, which was more comfortable.

Is the prince willing to come today?The host smiled on his face and smiled in his heart.The prince got off his horse and was hugging his future princess from the horse.This princess-to-be looks like a jerk just by looking at her.Jiao Didi's female relatives believe in gods and Buddhas more, and the gate of Anping Palace must be opened to the gods and Buddhas.

"Who came here?" Zhao She chose the White Horse Temple this year because he had made an appointment with Marquis Weiyuan and his relatives.Anyway, the girls come to play with joy, watch the Buddha's birthday and bathe in the Buddha's light.They unanimously chose a monastery and settled all the quiet rooms earlier.Therefore, the people who come today do not have a home for political opponents, and it is very convenient to protect them.

Occasionally, there are three or five families of nobles or well-off families in Beijing, and they are free to play.Under such careful precautions, Zhao She, a cautious person, still wanted to ask.

The presiding officer said: "Amituofo, I got orders from the prince and Weiyuan Marquis, and started tidying up half a month ago. Today, besides the Rong family, the Zhang family, and a merchant named Yun There are no other people besides the twelve or three disciples from the temple. Please rest assured, my lord, the girls are all in the back Buddhist temple where they play after they are happy, and it is the most quiet and deserted.”

Zhenjie stood beside Zhao She, her pretty body was leaning very close to Zhao She.After hearing the host's words, he looked at Zhao She with a smile on his face, and saw Zhao She's brows slightly raised.

What's wrong with it?The real sister only knows that Zhao She does not believe in gods and Buddhas.Today I came to play, Zhenjie hurriedly bowed her body and saluted Zhao She: "Listen, the host arrangement is very thoughtful. This is because my cousin told me earlier, I must thank my cousin."

Zhao She frowned, because the Rong family was also there.The Rong family is not a political enemy, even if they are not close relatives.But Mrs. Rong is one of his mistresses, and Zhao She, who will not be here for a while, can only hope that Mrs. Rong is a decent person.

Zhao She can have such an idea because Mrs. Rong is actually not his favorite mistress.If there is nothing to worry about when Zhao She returns to Beijing, whether he will be the first to come to him, whether he will give himself the first gift first.Zhao She had grown tired of her two years ago, and heard that many people pursued her and only wanted to get away.

With such an idea in mind, Zhao She only greeted Madam Rong once the last time he came back, but she was forced into a hurry, and because she was in the Queen's Palace, he had no choice but to go back once.

Since ancient times, the infatuated woman is a heartless man, and the identity of a mistress is even more unstable.A smart person understands that morning dew can be condensed or scattered, and it is better. An unwise person means that the other party will retreat, and she or he will entangle him.Mrs. Rong has been feeling like this for the past few years.

Zhao She, who was frowning, had something to do and couldn't accompany him today, if he was alone, he would accompany him for a day.Seeing that sister Zhen would express his thanks in the wrong way, Zhao She raised his brows, helped up sister Zhen with his own hands, and said, "You don't have to be polite, I'll take you in."

Accompanied by the host, Zhao She took Zhenjie's hand and went to the temple.When I came to the temple, the unpopular Mrs. Rong Yingying came over and bowed down: "My concubine visited the lord, and I heard that the lord returned to Beijing, but the palace did not show up. My concubine came late, please forgive my sin."

Mrs. Rong, who is dressed in a romantic way today, has deliberately modified it with care. A yellow palace dress with broken embroidery wraps her slender body, and her small waist is faintly visible in the breeze.The eyebrows are sculpted like spring mountains and long into the temples; the autumn water in the eyes seems to overflow, because there are teardrops in them.

This exquisite face can be seen in both spring and autumn. Of course, the skin is as white as snowflakes in winter, and the red lips are as red as red lotuses in summer.

The real sister's eyes lit up irresistibly, it was her!The lady who protested against me.

With a good show in front of her, sister Zhen turned her face to look at Zhao She, and smiled at Zhao She.Zhao Amnesty patted her on the head, and then said calmly to Madam Rong who was prostrating herself, "Madam, please get up."

Zhao She, who had said that he didn't want to say anything more until Mrs. Rong got up, only said to Sister Zhen: "Go in, why don't you just stand there in a daze!" The Buddha statues in the temple are all newly lacquered, so please rejoice, my lord."

Mrs. Rong was lifted up by the girl who accompanied her, and in the center of the spring breeze, she turned into ice inch by inch, and fell inch by inch.She could seem to hear the "bang, bang" sound of her heart falling on the rocky ground, and it hit her heart inch by inch.

In the monastery, the sound of the Buddhist scriptures being chanted, and the censer lingering in the air, Mrs. Rong felt dejected.In the past, seeing the prince abandoning others, Madam Rong clapped her hands and expressed her joy.Now that she doesn't think of being in front of her, Mrs. Rong is disheartened.In the eyes of the prince, can't he be different from others?

The difference between King Anping and all the dudes in Beijing is that he has both literary talent and martial arts; the same thing as all the dudes in Beijing is that Zhao She abandons women and hooks up with women, and they are both unambiguous.

Rich, powerful, and handsome.Hook up a woman, and you'll be given silver jewelry.When such a woman was abandoned, Zhao She never spared money.

But Zhao She can only get bored with women who can't get rid of them, who pretend to be noble and don't want money, and who chatter endlessly about their affection.This is a common problem of all dudes in the world.It's not just Zhao She's unique bad habit.

(End of this chapter)