When Yaoying woke up, there was only a short section of the candle beside her desk.
There was a dim candlelight floating in the grotto.
The discomfort on her body had disappeared, she sat up, her wrist was slightly cold, and when she looked down, a string of Buddha beads were caged on her wrist, cool and bright, like the flow of moonlight.
Isn't this the bead that Tamara Gaga usually wears
The first time he saw him in the sand dunes, he was wearing this string of beads on his hand.
How did it get to her
Yaoying was a little surprised, she carefully took off the holding beads, wiped it with the handkerchief, held it in her palm, got up from the bed, and walked around the screen.
Tan Moraga sat in front of the desk with her back facing her, with her back straight, listening to her footsteps approaching, she raised her eyes to study her carefully.
"Is there any discomfort?"
Yaoying shook her head, sat down with her legs crossed, and said, "No discomfort, but my head is still a little dizzy."
Tan Mo Luo Jia hummed, "It will be like this after taking the medicine." He motioned her to raise her wrist and check her pulse.
Yaoying handed out the beads wrapped in a handkerchief: "Master, your beads."
Tan Moraga retracted his fingers, continued to write, and said gently: "This bead is called Snow Lotus. Wearing ice to refresh the skin, it calms the mind and calms the mind. The princess often has nightmares, so you can wear this bead."
Yaoying snorted, she didn't seem to have had a nightmare just now, and said with a smile, "I wrote it down, go back and ask Lao Qi to help me find a string of the same..."
The movement of Tamaroga's hand paused, and she glanced at her.
Yaoying was stunned by the sight of him. What the monk meant was... Would you like to give her this string of beads
This is something he has worn since childhood. It is so precious. It seems a bit of a waste to give it to a non-believer like her...
She was about to decline, when Tamara said, "Put it on."
The tone is light, and there is a sense of non-rejection.
Yaoying thought for a while, a warm feeling in her heart, she smiled, no longer polite to him, and lowered her head to hold a bead on the cage. She has a slender wrist, and it takes a few laps to hold the beads before wearing them firmly.
Tan Mo Luojia watched her cage around his beads, looked away, and pointed to a bowl of soup medicine: "Princess has dispersed the medicine, and then use a bowl of condensed soup medicine."
Yaoying drank the medicine in one breath, waited for him to finish writing the pulse case, and asked, "Master, I'm fine, can I go back?"
Tamara put down the pen, got up, and brushed the cassock across the desk.
"Come with me."
Yaoying hurriedly got up and followed him. At the door, Bamir offered two gilt-gold long-handled lanterns, and Tamara took it and handed a lamp to Yaoying.
She carried the lamp and followed behind him. The night was dark, and the front porch of the corridor was dark. The two walked through the silent passage and corridor, climbed the stone steps, and went up step by step, not knowing where they were going. How many levels, the stone steps are getting steeper and steeper.
Tamara walked for a while, stopped and waited for Yaoying, the night wind blew his cassock, he stood between the cliffs of the grotto, looking down at her, with a solemn face, like a figure walking out of a mural on the cliff Buddha statue.
Yaoying was panting and followed him closely.
In the quiet night, there were waves of distant bells, and the two finally climbed to a high platform. Tamara stopped in front of a stupa, knelt down and put the lamp in his hand into the altar.
He gestured to Yaoying: "Put the lamp in."
Following his example, Yaoying folded her hands together, and after a few salutations, she put the lantern into the altar and placed it side by side with his lantern.
The atmosphere was solemn, she did not dare to speak aloud, turned back, and asked in a low voice, "The Master is praying for me?"
Tamara nodded slightly, leaned over, sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the altar, closed his eyes and recited the scriptures.
Yaoying retreated to his side, sat down like him, put her hands together, and looked up at the statue in the Buddhist altar.
In the empty and silent shrine of the pagoda, in this small corner, two people, two lamps, the night wind blows in, and it seems that only the two of them are left alone in the world.
Tamara was chanting the scriptures all the time, Yaoying didn't want to disturb him, she sat for a while, her eyelids were heavy, and she dozed off.
The candle burned with a crisp sound, Yao Ying was jolted and woke up, thinking that in the main hall where morning classes were usually held, she subconsciously stood up and recited Amitabha aloud to show that she was not distracted.
A look fell on her.
Yaoying looked over, Tan Moraga turned her head to look at her, her expression was indifferent, the corners of her lips seemed to bend slightly in the dim candlelight.
Epiphany blooms at night, instant youth.
Yaoying was stunned for a moment, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little, and when she came back to her senses, Tanmaraga had turned her head.
His smile just now seemed to be just her illusion.
After Tan Moraka finished reading the sutra, he got up and said, "Bamir will send the princess back."
Yao Ying was still a little dazed, she got up and walked out of the pagoda. Out of the corner of the eye, she saw a brilliant light, and her footsteps stopped.
The grottoes dug on the opposite cliff are densely packed, like honeycombs. It doesn’t look like much during the day. At this time, it is quiet at night. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, every grotto is lit with lights for Buddha, layer upon layer, lighting up the whole. a cliff.
Looking from a distance, a dazzling and holy golden light under the night sky, like a splendid galaxy, dazzling, splendid, and has a kind of shocking power.
Seeing the beautiful scenery, Yaoying subconsciously went to see Tanmaraga.
"Master, look, from here, the grottoes are really beautiful."
Standing beside the stone steps, she turned her head and smiled at him. Under her feet was a whole piece of golden lights, the night wind blew the colorful sashes of her hair, and her robes flew over. She was graceful and graceful. The Flying Goddess.
Tanmaraka looked away and nodded.
Yeah, it's beautiful.
Bamir came over with a lantern and sent Yaoying back.
Tamara stood in front of the high platform, with her hands behind her back, watching her back melt into the dark night.
He has lived in the grotto under this cliff for several years, and he has seen this scene of splendid lights countless times.
When he was a teenager, he knelt in front of the stupa and was questioned by his master, Balaliu.
"Luo Jia, once Sultan's identity is exposed, you will be reviled by thousands of people. Are you afraid?"
He said firmly: "Not afraid."
"Do you regret it?"
"Disciple has no regrets."
Polo Liuzhi looked down at him for a long time, with a solemn expression, sighed, and said: "Luo Jia, the monarchs of the royal court, only you have shouldered the name of the son of Buddha and the important task of revitalizing the royal court since you were born... This way, you It is destined to go alone... If you can meet someone who understands you in the future, bring him here."
"My teacher hopes that he can always be by your side. When you are hesitant, having someone to accompany you will make you more determined."
He agreed.
A little light from the lantern disappeared into the boundless night.
Tamara looked at the direction where Li Yaoying left, and recited the scriptures silently.
She is not a member of the ascetic, and will not follow him like a believer or a disciple. He brought her here today, recited the scriptures for her, fulfilled his childhood promise, and told the master that he met such a person on the road of cultivation.
Just passing by.
When Bamir turned back, Tamara was still standing in front of the long high platform.
The night wind filled his large monk robes, and he bathed in the cold moonlight, looking down at the towering Wang Temple under his feet and the sleeping holy city in the distance.
"Get Ahri back from the zoo tomorrow."
He should shut down.
Bamir should be.
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The next day, Yuanjue brought other pills and medicinal materials to Yaoying.
"The doctor has seen the pulse case and added some tranquilizers. The next time you take it, it won't be as uncomfortable as yesterday. The princess has put it away, remember to take it on time."
Yaoying asked him to thank Tanmaraga on her behalf and took the medicine.
She was just writing a letter, her sleeves rolled up, revealing the light-colored beads on her wrists, Yuanjue glanced over, her eyes widened.
Yaoying quickly put down her sleeves, she fell asleep after returning in the early morning, forgetting to take off the holding beads.
"I often have nightmares, and the Master has kind heart and gave me this string of beads."
Yuanjue froze for a while, stared at her for a long time, and said, "This string of beads-holding instruments is not an ordinary bodhi, it is polished by a kind of bodhi seed called snow lotus, each one is very precious and can be collected together. So many are very rare. The princess must carry it with her in order to have a calming effect."
After he finished speaking, he frowned. Isn't it inappropriate for the king to give Princess Wen Zhao his personal belongings
Yaoying listened to what he said solemnly, and she took a moment to put away the beads.
Since it is so precious, everyone must be able to recognize it, so it is better not to let others see it, she can only wear it at night when she sleeps.
Before Yuanjue left, she told Yaoying, "The king will be in retreat in two days. If the princess has anything to ask the king, remember to come to me, and I will help the princess to tell the truth, and there will be no chance in a few days."
Yaoying thanked him.
After a while, the personal soldiers came over to report: "Princess Manda of Viramala has someone send a message and ask the princess to go to the post house for a chat."
Yaoying took the post and read it carefully.
Princess Manda said on the post that she was deeply shocked when she saw her step into the altar of fire on the day of the ceremony. She sincerely wanted to help her achieve her wish to capture Tamara Ka, and also hinted that she could teach her some secret techniques.
Yaoying raised her eyebrows, put down the post, and said, "I'm not free."
Princess Manda still didn't give up, she said that she wanted to help her, she must be trying to use her to get close to Tamara, she would not be fooled.
…
When the news came out that Thamaraga was about to retreat, the devotees flocked to the king's temple and asked him to attend the prayer meeting again. They came from afar to admire his graceful appearance.
He promised to attend several pujas, and the devotees were in high spirits, and there were huge crowds outside the Wang Temple every day.
Yaoying didn't want to attract attention, so she changed into men's clothes and went to the martial arts field to watch the game every day.
Of all the competitions, horse-racing and shooting is undoubtedly the most exciting and intense competition. Every time the competition starts, there are crowds of spectators on the sidelines, and embassies from various countries who have not set foot on the return journey will also come to watch the competition.
On the last day, the winners of all other competitions were decided. Only the horse and archery competition had not yet been decided. The princes, nobles, ministers, and tribal chiefs all came to the sidelines. After a horse-and-shooting match, he would present awards to the Warriors.
After a burst of rain-like drums, several warriors in light armor rode into the arena, and the game began.
From time to time there was a burst of exclamations on the sidelines, and someone fell off the horse.
The game went on until the afternoon. At the end, there were only six people left in the field. Among the knights left in the field, Maubido was the youngest.
After several fierce competitions, Mobido won the game without any fuss, and there was thunderous cheers from the sidelines.
Holding a curved bow, he rode around the arena on horseback, received the cheers of the crowd, and finally stopped in front of the stage, got off his horse, and walked to the sidelines.
Wang Tingren guessed what he was going to do, and laughed out loud, watching him to see who he would give the bow to.
On the stage, Bi Suo was standing guard behind Tan Moraga, watching the excitement with a smile. When he saw the direction Mobido was walking, his expression suddenly changed.
Maubido walked towards a man in a narrow-sleeved robe in the corner.
Bi Suo knew that person. Although she was wearing a headscarf and men's clothes, she couldn't see her face clearly, but Yuanjue and her personal soldiers were guarding her, and he recognized her at a glance.
Bi Su raised her head and glanced quietly at Tamara on the treasure couch.
Tanmaraka's gaze fell on Mobido, his face was expressionless.
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offstage.
Sitting in the corner of the court, Yaoying watched the game while discussing with her personal soldiers, and devoted herself to studying the mounts and weapons of the warriors of various tribes. Suddenly, she found that the noisy martial arts field was quiet, and everyone's eyes were gathered on the field and outside the field. on her.
A dark horse slowly galloped up in front of her. Mobido on the horse was tall and sturdy in light armor. Although he was covered in mud, he was full of heroic spirit. Bow to her.
"Ujiri's Mobido, I hope to have the honor of sharing the victory with Your Excellency."
With his back straight, he shouted aloud, his young face revealed a bit of fearless magnanimity, his eyes were fiery, like a newly-baked sword, the blade was burning hot, and sparks were constantly splashing out.
It was extremely quiet inside and outside the arena.
Yaoying was puzzled and looked at Yuanjue behind her.
Yuanjue was as surprised as she was, frowning at Mobido in the field, and explained in a low voice: "Prince Mobido won the game. According to the custom of the royal court, you can choose someone from the sidelines to share the victory with him."
Yaoying asked, "Is there anything else to pay attention to?"
For example, it is customary for fiancées to wear the same mask to attend a banquet.
Yuanjue shook his head, "It doesn't matter, the people who share the victory can be male or female, the previous winner usually chooses his master or family member, and the king will reward him later, and the princess will also get a reward. "
Yaoying was relieved, Moviduo had no relatives and no reason in the holy city, and Bi Su had just lost the game. He chose her probably because he only knew her.
She motioned for her personal soldiers to pick up the bow, and was secretly glad that she was wearing men's clothes and a headscarf, so outsiders couldn't recognize her, and Moviduo knew the importance of it, so she didn't call her name in public.
The personal soldier took the bow, Mobido raised his face, smiled at Yaoying, showing his white teeth, turned and followed the personal soldier to the big tent.
…
In the big tent, Bi Suo looked down at the audience, watched Yaoying's personal soldiers take Mobido's bow, and turned to look at Tamara.
Tamaroka looked calm.
Moviduo soon strode into the large tent and bowed respectfully to Tanmaraga.
Tanmaraka glanced at him lightly, and waved to the guards to take the reward.
Bi Su's brows were slightly wrinkled, and after Mobido finished receiving the reward, he exited the tent and chased after him.
"Why did you choose Princess Wenzhao?"
No one else knew who he had chosen, but he and Thamaraka knew.
Moviduo turned around, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "Because I love Princess Wenzhao, I chose her."
He looked in the direction of the tent.
"Princess Wenzhao can admire the king generously, and I will not hide my admiration for Princess Wenzhao. I will respect Princess Wenzhao's wishes and choices, and I will not do anything compulsive. Be punished without complaint."
After speaking, he clasped his fists in the direction of the big tent and turned to leave.
Bi Suo watched his tall back go away, then glanced at Li Yaoying under the stage, shook his head secretly, returned to the tent, and glanced at Tan Moraga anxiously.
With no expression on his face, Tamaroka said, "From tomorrow onwards, I'm going to retreat."
Bi Su sighed, respectfully.
Going to the battlefield.