As the smoke billowed, the man came with a whip, and the silver mask could not see his expression clearly, and she vaguely saw a hint of worry through those dark eyes.
As if walking in the desert for too long, the oasis that I suddenly see is like drifting in the vast sea, and a lonely boat suddenly floats.
The heart has something to rely on, and the heart has lingering fears, and this moment is flooding in my heart.
But as if thinking of something, she pursed her lips and turned her head not to look at him.
The person on the horse saw that she was standing there safe and sound, and the heart that had been hanging on it finally fell to the ground at this time, and the horse flew down, and in one go, walked quickly to her, his eyes had passed the wound on the horse, and the distance that was just a short distance away. She looked down at the person in front of her, raised her hand and stroked her head, "Are you injured?"
Chu Qingyan stubbornly did not respond to him, lowered her head and played with her fingers.
Xiao Xu didn't know what she was embarrassed about, and he used all the patience that he usually didn't have on her. Now, seeing her good-natured, she has a temper, frowning slightly, and was about to scold her.
But her sharp eyes saw two teardrops the size of beans rolling down and dripping on the back of her entangled hands, blossoming instantly, splashing on the ground, buried in dust, and a little dark.
Xiao Xu was slightly startled. It was not that he had never seen people cry. On the battlefield, after the tears of a man's life and death, the tears of no regrets and no regrets, the old and the weak, women and children, hissed, or wept in despair, or were afraid to sob. , but it was the first time I saw someone cry, and I panicked slightly. It's not that I hadn't seen her tears. Xu was such a strong person. It was the first time I saw her cry as if the whole world had deserted her.
Sadness filled her heart, Chu Qingyan raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, but the more she wiped, the more she finally gave up.
Xiao Xu had no way of comforting her. Those aides had never written how to deal with such a situation before. In the end, out of instinct, he took her into his arms and learned the way those women and children comforted their children. Gently patted her back.
But he didn't want to, this hug seemed to allow Chu Qingyan to find a way to vent. Tears, like a flood of river water, wet most of his clothes.
She thought she would calm down because of her comfort, but unexpectedly, the opposite is true. She has always been in control of the situation and has power. For the first time, facing such a petite child, she was at a loss.
"The female benefactor may have been frightened. Go back and drink some medicine to suppress the fright." The monk in white folded his hands and suggested.
Only then did Xiao Xu notice the person in front of him. Although he was hugging Chu Qingyan, he didn't feel embarrassed. He looked at him with a cold gaze, "Master Xujian, stay safe."
"His Royal Highness, how are you doing recently?" Xu Jian was not dissatisfied because the other party ignored him just now, and his expression was still ethereal and brilliant.
"Thanks to the master, this king has no disease or disaster, and his life is quite smooth! However, the master has not been seen for many days, it seems that his skills have become more refined, congratulations to the master." Xiao Xu replied lightly.
"Cultivation method is just recuperation, not joy." Xu Jian smiled with curved lips, but it was like a dream, and he couldn't see the sadness and joy in it. His eyes fell on the person in Xiao Xuhuai, and he said slowly, "This female benefactor wants to come to be the future Princess of England. The poor monk congratulates His Highness, but the poor monk has something to give to His Highness."
"Master, but it doesn't matter." Xiao Xu's thoughts were all on the person in his arms, when he heard Xu Jian speak, he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him.
"His Royal Highness, parting with love, meeting with hatred and remorse, and returning to the west are nothing. It's just empty eyes, everything is illusory. The poor monk advises His Highness not to be too persistent. The poor monk said all of this, Amitabha." Xu Jian closed his eyes. recite.
Xu Jian is a well-known monk in the world. Although he is not young, he is highly respected by the royal family of all countries. He can get a mantra from him.
But Xiao Xu didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but he wouldn't reject it either. After hearing Xu Jian's words, he didn't take it to heart and said thank you.
When Chu Qingyan, who was buried in Xiao Xu's arms, heard what Xu Jian said, she was a little surprised. Could it be that Xu Jian is a magician? Looking at his Buddha-nature, is it possible that he is like those people in the world who don't do monastic affairs in monk's clothes
After Chu Qingyan thought about it, she stopped crying, and realizing her change, Xiao Xu pulled her out of his arms, lowered his head and said to her, "Let's go back!"
Seeing Xiao Xu leading the horse over, Chu Qingyan knew that she had to return to the palace no matter what, so she lowered her head and walked forward, but as soon as she landed, there was a piercing pain from her bare feet, and she exclaimed and tilted her body.
The person standing closest to her reached out to help her, Chu Qingyan was instantly surrounded by the clear sandalwood, she raised her head subconsciously, and happened to hear his clear voice fall, "Be careful."
And Xiao Xu also heard the movement, strode over, saw her biting her lip in pain, immediately squatted down, checked her right foot, but found that her ankle was swollen.
Chu Qingyan looked down and was taken aback. She didn't expect it to be so serious. She must have been twisted while dodging the man in black. She just felt a little uncomfortable. Maybe she was running for her life and couldn't take care of her. Now the crisis is over, When you relax, the pain is so obvious.
Xiao Xu felt that this injury could not be left for a long time, without thinking much, he took Chu Qingyan from Xu Jian's hands, slightly bent his body and put his hands under her ribs and calves, and easily picked her up.
"Master, I would like to thank those who saved this king today, and I will thank you another day." Xiao Xu nodded slightly to Xu Jian, then flew on his horse, protecting her in front of him with one hand, holding the reins in the other, and following him with him Those who came, quickly headed towards the city.
Xu Jian watched the two go away with a calm expression on his face. He just noticed a breath that did not belong here on Chu Qingyan's body. It was a lonely soul in a foreign land, and one day it would disappear in the world, so he calculated the relationship between Xiao Xu and Xiao Xu. She is destined to be unrelated, and she pays attention to orphans, and only then will she remind Xiao Xu to weigh his gains and losses, don't be entangled in ****.
He said all this, and what happened depends on the fate of the two.
He turned around and was about to leave, but he heard something seemed to be broken, and in an instant, he saw the wooden beads between his wrists scattered and rolled all over the ground in a short while.
He frowned and watched the wooden beads roll. Perhaps it was caused by the fact that when she was helping Chu to show her face, she had a hairpin on her hair. This was given to him by the master when he went out of the temple to travel around three years ago, saying that he would suffer disaster related.
When the wooden beads stopped at the end, his eyebrows moved slightly. Eighteen wooden beads were scattered and seemed to be messy and disorderly, but what they formed was a rare hexagram, and he couldn't help but count.
Chu Qingyan's angle just happened to see the figure that was getting farther and farther behind him.
The white clothes are not pure white. They are embroidered with fine black Sanskrit characters. They are agitated by the wind.
When his gaze moved upwards, Chu Qingyan was slightly puzzled, why there seemed to be a layer of astonishment in those innocent and holy eyes at this time.