Fragrance curls.
The meditation room was surprisingly quiet, except for the sound of rustling writing.
Yaoying held her chin in one hand and stared at the pen in Tan Moraga's hand for a long time.
He didn't speak, and neither did she.
Prajna came into the room with a large pile of books, knelt in front of the desk and sorted it out for a while, Yaoying still sat still, he couldn't help but glance at her and motioned her to go out quickly, so as not to disturb Tamara.
Yaoying raised her head to look at Tamara.
"go out."
Tamara stopped writing and said softly, but the words were directed at Prajna.
With a puzzled expression on his face, Hannya put down the book, and withdrew respectfully. Before leaving, he glanced at Yao Ying complainingly.
Yao Ying ignored him, her bright eyes stared at Tan Mo Luo Jia intently, and she could see that she was fascinated.
Tamara's eyes were lowered, and he started writing again. After writing a few words, he suddenly realized that he was writing scriptures by dictation instead of criticizing them.
Half of the silk cloth is covered with scriptures.
With a calm expression on his face, he stopped writing, moved the silk cloth aside, and picked up a blank lotus paper with dark pattern.
"Haidu Aling is going to attack the holy city, and the princess will take a great risk when she returns."
Tamara said suddenly.
"The princess should stay in Shacheng."
Yao Ying hummed, and said, "The Master is scheming and planning. If I can't come back, it won't affect the overall situation, but Haidu's luck is really good. I'm afraid that something will happen. The regent is far away in Samu Valley. I have no time to take care of the Holy City, so I came back."
Tamara raised his eyes: "I have no intention of blaming the princess."
Yaoying looked at him, "I understand that the mage is worried about my safety and that something will happen to me."
She paused, "I'm also worried about the safety of the mage, and I'm afraid that something will happen to the mage."
The house was silent for a while.
Tan Mo Luojia looked at her, her eyes were light, she was silent for a while, then looked away, "Thank you princess for thinking about it."
Yao Ying smiled, "The Master is out of the customs. I know that the Master is safe, and I feel more at ease."
Tan Moraga lowered her head, looked at the paper with deep eyes, and asked, "Where is the princess' brother?"
Yaoying returned to her senses and said: "Yang Qian's letter said that he came directly to the royal court. I don't know where he is. I was afraid that I would miss him, so I sent a few teams of personal soldiers to meet him. Now the crisis in the Holy City is over. Xie, I'll leave now and go to Shacheng to wait for him. The North Rong is in chaos, and it's a good time for the Western Army to regain its homeland. After I see my brother, I will join Yang Qian."
Now she doesn't know where Li Zhongqian is. Li Zhongqian knows that she is in the royal court. She sent a few personal soldiers to wait for him in all the places he might pass by. They agreed to meet in Shacheng, so as to ensure that they would not wipe him. over the shoulder. At this time, Beirong's territory was in chaos, and she didn't want to repeat the twists and turns.
Tamaroka wrote attentively, sweeping the writing table with the swing of his cassock sleeves.
He deliberately avoided it, and after many setbacks, he still couldn't avoid her to say goodbye to him in person.
"I asked the monk soldiers to escort the princess to Shacheng."
He said lightly, his tone was cold.
Yaoying waited for a while, and seeing that he didn't care at all, she sat up straight, and said word by word, "During this time, the Master has treated me with deep love and meaning, and I will cherish it in my heart."
Tamara looked up at her, her face was expressionless, her eyes were full of no sorrow or joy, and there was no trace of fireworks.
"It's just a little bit of work, Princess Jiren has her own good looks, so don't worry about it."
Yaoying looked at him, the eyes were opposite, his blue eyes were clear and light, she smiled and got up to say goodbye.
"Master, I'm leaving."
Her voice was soft.
"treasure."
Tamara murmured softly, lowered his head and continued to correct the scribbling.
Yaoying walked out of the meditation room step by step, out of the courtyard, looked back, the temple door was open, the felt curtain was hanging high, and Tamara sat in front of the desk, the golden light floating on the cassock, ethereal and holy, as if she was in a high Buddhist temple above.
She stood there for a while, then turned to leave.
The light and shadow in front of the porch are intertwined, the rings are jingled, and the pomegranate red skirt is rustling, slowly disappearing from Tamaroka's field of vision.
There is only one spot of mottled tree shadows and a light sweet fragrance. On the walls on both sides of the corridor, the turquoise Bodhi trees are lush, elegant and solemn.
He put down his pen, bathed in a faint golden glow, and sat sadly alone.
…
In the afternoon, there was no light in the house, and the light was dim.
There was a sound of footsteps on the side door.
Bi Su sneaked into the hall, "Wang, I went out of the city from the main gate, walked around the city, changed clothes and came back, the princess should not be suspicious..."
He disguised himself as Sultan, walked past Li Yaoying with a leopard, rode out of the city, and made a big circle, making everyone think that the regent was chasing Wakhan Khan.
As Bi Su spoke, stepping into the meditation room, she suddenly felt a murderous aura, her footsteps stopped abruptly, and she raised her head.
Tan Moraga sat in front of the book desk, holding a Buddha bead, expressionless, and a cold light flickered in her blue eyes.
"she left?"
he asked, his voice low.
Bi Suo's heart sank, looked at his expression carefully, and did not dare to go forward: "Wang... The princess just left the city."
When he came back, he happened to see Yaoying leaving the holy city surrounded by her own soldiers.
"Wang, as long as you give your order, I can chase the princess back."
Tan Moraga's eyes were cold, and she said softly, "I am a member of the ascetic."
Bi Suo sighed inwardly, not daring to persuade him any more, and reminded him carefully: "King, it's time for you to let go."
He left the seclusion before he had finished his work, and he was still ill. This time, he was really going to go crazy.
Tamara stood up and walked into the entrance of the secret door leading to the secret passage, his back was chilled.
The secret passage is dark and narrow.
He walked down the long stone steps, a golden arc flashed in the secret passage, the low roar of the leopard sounded, and the furry leopard head came up and rubbed his palm lightly.
Tamaroka's aura grew colder and colder. He ignored the leopard and walked alone in the dark, passing through the long, narrow and winding corridors, bypassing the stone cracks that only one person could pass through. The gap fell, illuminating the outline of the stone cave. There was a hot spring in the cave. The spring water was clear and hot, and the whole cave was misty.
He walked to the stone platform, sat cross-legged, and adjusted his breath with luck.
I don't know how long it took, the water vapor wet the cassock on his body, and a few strands of moonlight dripped down like water and landed on the wet stone platform in front of him.
In the silence, a series of footsteps suddenly came from the depths of the dark passage, and something soft stepped on the slippery bluestone.
A vague figure gradually approached the cave.
Tan Mo Luojia opened his eyes, the dark blue light flashed in his eyes, and reprimanded: "Ali."
The sound stopped.
Tamara continued to exercise, and after a while, the dark light in his eyes faded, he slowly stood up, and took off his cassock. This cave is where he recuperates. After every time he goes away, his legs are swollen and difficult to do. The hot spring water can soothe the pain.
There was a small sound after the mist, followed by the sound of suppressed breathing.
Tan Moraga's undressing movement suddenly stopped, raised his eyes, his eyes were like electricity, and swept to the corner.
"come out."
The shadow trembled and slowly stepped out of the darkness. The moonlight flowed quietly on the top of the cave, the water vapor drifted away, and her bright facial features became clear little by little.
She stood in the cold moonlight, her hair was thick and pitch-black, her skin was better than snow, her eyes were clear, and her eyes were full of waves.
He was standing on the stone platform, and his cassock had just been taken off halfway, ready to step into the pool water.
The two looked at each other through the curling damp mist.
Tamara Ka said nothing.
…
The sound of the water was pattering.
Yaoying stood in front of the stone platform, facing the cold snow-like gaze of Tamara, so embarrassed that she was sweating all over.
She had long planned to go to Shacheng to wait for Li Zhongqian immediately after Sultan Gu and Bi Suo returned to the Holy City, and her luggage and packages were already packed. After seeing Tanmaraga, she left with her personal soldiers. Just after they left the city, the monks and soldiers of Wang Temple came over and said that Prajna had something very important to give her, and she must come back and take it in person.
The monk soldier said something serious, and Yaoying just remembered something and forgot to tell Tanmoraga, and turned the horse's head back to the city.
When he arrived at the Wang Temple, Prajna was mysterious, sent the others away, dragged her to a secluded place, made her wait, and said that the thing must be handed over to her so that no one else could see it.
Yaoying stood in the corridor and waited, and after waiting for a long time, Prajna disappeared. Seeing that it was getting dark, she wondered if Panna had forgotten her. She walked around the corridor and wanted to find a monk to ask. There was no one around. Shadows flickered in the corner of the wall, and a leopard suddenly jumped down from the wall. Yelling at her.
She was startled and realized that Prajna had actually brought her to the leopard's territory. She was horrified and wanted to quit, but it was too late.
The leopard shrugged and forced her down the stone steps. The leopard's eyes flashed with cold light. She was afraid of angering the leopard, so she stepped back and lost her way. , it may be the exit, and I heard the voice of the voice again, and quickly came over.
Then she saw a tall and upright man in the mist taking off his cassock with his back to her, revealing his wet and sweaty shoulders.
Under the moonlight, he was standing naked, with clear lines on his back, like a layer of oil, with a honey-colored light.
Yaoying was stunned for a while, and then quickly held her breath and exited, and Tanmaraga looked at the place where she was hiding.
"come out."
He said, in the fog, the handsome face was cold and solemn.
Yaoying couldn't help shaking, she had goosebumps on her body, walked out and smiled at him, "Master, I wanted to avoid Ahri, but I accidentally broke in."
Bi Su had told her before that when Tamara's legs fell ill, he would soak in a hot spring to relieve the swelling of his legs, especially when he had to deal with government affairs when he was injured, he needed a hot spring.
This cave should be that hot spring.
Tamara looked at Yaoying, her cassock half faded, and her eyes were as cold as ice.
Yaoying's scalp was numb when he saw him, but she just accidentally watched him undress. It's no big deal. I've seen it before... He's a monk and doesn't care at all.
She was muttering secretly in her heart, and there was a soft rustling of the cassock falling to the ground in the cave.
Tamara looked at her, her blue eyes were as calm as water, she released her fingers expressionlessly, and the cassock wrapped around his waist slipped down.
Yaoying was stunned for a moment, her eyes widened: Huh? !
Take off
She made a step back, and Tan Moraga's eyes chased after her and settled on her face. Her eyes were not fierce, but there was a heavy and oppressive force.
"come over."
He said calmly.
Yaoying stood still.
Tanmaraga suddenly fell backwards.
Yaoying's heart skipped a beat, and subconsciously rushed forward a few steps.
Tamara stood against the stone platform and looked up at her.
Yaoying found that his eyes were a little weird, as if he didn't know her, and asked softly, "Master, what's the matter with you? I'm going to ask Prajna to come over?"
Tanmaraka turned a deaf ear, stood up, and stepped into the hot spring.
Yaoying looked blank, seeing that he had soaked himself in the hot soup, and turned to leave, he suddenly raised his head and looked straight at her, as if she moved, he immediately rushed forward.
She looked back, the leopard squatted in the corner, the leopard stared at her with gloomy eyes.
Yaoying stood still.
"Mage?"
She called again.
Tamara didn't say a word, soaked in the hot spring water, his face and body kept dripping with sweat, his muscles were tensed, his eyebrows were wrinkled, his expression seemed to be painful, but also awake, and his blue eyes looked at her without blinking.
Yaoying glanced at his legs underwater, and with a sigh, his legs were obviously swollen.
"The Master is ill? Is there any medicine? I'll call Prajna!"
She turned around, looked around, saw a pile of medicine bottles piled on the stone table next to her, and hurriedly walked over. She took care of him before, found a familiar medicine bottle, smelled it, bit one pill and tasted it, poured a few in the palm of her hand, returned to the stone platform, and fed Tamara to take medicine.
He swallowed the pill, looked at her indifferently, and reached out to hold her wrist.
"Mage?"
Yaoying leaned closer and took a closer look at his face.
In the next moment, he suddenly exerted force on his hand, and she was caught off guard, only to feel the world spinning for a while, and the whole person fell into the hot spring pool, the warm pool water rushed over, and her clothes were immediately soaked and tightly adhered to the skin.
Yaoying choked and coughed, wiped the water off her face, raised her head, and met his quiet eyes.
He was leaning against the edge of the pool, looking at her coldly, the palms of his arms around her waist were as hot as a soldering iron.
Yaoying couldn't regain her senses for a long time, the cool wind blew, her wet long hair stuck to her temples and her neck, she couldn't help trembling, and found herself lying in Tamaroka's arms, while he was holding her, still expressionless.
He was naked, she was wearing soaked clothes, the spring water was slippery, his hot palms were on her waist, and there was only a layer of soaked clothes between the finger pads and the skin.
Yaoying stared blankly at Tan Moraga.
If it weren't for his calm face, stiff body, no fluctuations in the bottom of his eyes, serious like a meditating Buddha, she would doubt that he did it on purpose.
She struggled a few times and broke Tamaroka's fingers in the water.
He grunted, frowning.
The strength tied to his waist suddenly loosened, Yaoying quickly backed away, the water splashed, and he said something in a low voice.
Yaoying got closer: "Mage?"
"pain."
He looked at her and said softly, sweat dripping down his face, his eyes were as quiet as a deep well, and he couldn't see a trace of pain.
But he clearly said a painful word.
Is he also holding back the pain when talking to her during the day
Yaoying choked.
…
The mist filled the air, and the moonlight shone down from the ceiling of the cave.
Tan Mo Luojia looked up at Yao Ying, her eyes were desolate, as if she was watching a fantasy.
He thought it was a dream.
Just like in the previous dream, Li Gui took the appearance of her and reappeared in his dream, smiling at him, calling him softly, sitting in his arms, wrapping his soft arms around his neck, exerting a little force to let him. He leaned over.
In the past, she would speak sweetly, be charming and tactful, and would seduce him with countless soft tricks and persuade him to stop the path of cultivation.
He was unmoved.
Today, the moonlight is like silver, and she looks at him with pity.
"Master, does it hurt?"
The fragrance is full of fragrance, and it is not the same as the spring water.
The reason why a dream is a dream is precisely because it is what his heart desires, and it is his inner demon.
Facing the illusion in the dream, Tamaroka said softly, "It hurts."
This was the first time he had spoken to the phantom.
Phantom looked at him blankly.
After a while, she asked again, "Master, what can I do to make you feel better?"
Tamaroga stared at her for a long time.
The illusion is so real, with a frown and a smile, it is extraordinarily vivid.
He said, "Stay and accompany me."
Face the illusion, face your desire, and it will disappear.
The next moment, Tamaroka closed his eyes, recited the scriptures silently, and waited for the illusion to dissipate.
…
The sound of water ticking.
Tamara's eyes were tightly closed, sweat dripping from his bare shoulders, and he remained motionless.
Yaoying climbed out of the hot spring pool, her clothes were wet and shivering.
The leopard was lying at the entrance of the cave. In the darkness, the leopard's eyes seemed to have phosphorescence floating, and from time to time it made a muffled sound like a demonstration.
Yaoying looked up and looked around, she couldn't tell the secret passages that twisted and turned, it was dark again, and there were no lights in the secret passage. If there was no one to guide her, she might get lost.
Besides, Tamara is like this, she'd better stay with him until he wakes up.
Yaoying sighed helplessly, grabbed a neatly stacked cassock on the stone table, unfolded it and wrapped it around her body, walked to the stone table, took out the flint, and took a long time to ignite the sawdust.
There is a charcoal basin in the cave, and it seems that Tamaroka often soaks in hot springs here.
The flames lit up, and her body was sticky and uncomfortable. She looked back at Tamaroka, who sat cross-legged in the pool without making a sound.
She moved the brazier to a corner, hid behind a large boulder, took off her soaked clothes, put on her cassock, and picked up the cassock that Tamara had just taken off, and baked it by the brazier.
The charcoal fire was beeping, and her body was warmed up. She got up and went back to the stone platform. Wet a handkerchief, pressed it on Tamara's lips, and pressed it lightly.
Tamara opened her eyes, and her blue eyes looked straight at her.
Soft fingertips brushed his lips lightly.
Yaoying smiled at him and asked softly, "Master, do you feel better?"
He was silent.
Yaoying looked at him as if he was still awake, so she didn't ask, she sat by the stone platform, and from time to time, she leaned in to look at his face, for fear that he would faint.
The night passed, the moonlight on the top of the head gradually faded, and the light blue light leaked into the stone cave, covering the spot of light on the ground.
The spring water was still warm, Tan Moraga finished adjusting his breath, opened his eyes, swept his gaze across the stone platform, and froze abruptly.
A few strands of long hair fell into the pool, and the ends of the hair were wet and tangled together. Wet, the strands of hair rippling with the water gently wrapped around his arms and swept across his bare chest.
His gaze moved up the strands of hair.
Dark and soft hair, full and clean forehead, curly long eyelashes, snowy nose, slightly pouted lips, slender chin... The girl is lying on the edge of the stone platform, her arms are pillowed, her eyes are closed and she is sleeping soundly, her head is full His long hair was spread out like ink, covering half of the stone platform.
She was wearing a large monk's robe, the sleeves slipped, and half of her suet-like arm was exposed, and a string of warm and cool Bodhi beads was tightly wrapped around her arm.
This is not a dream.
Tamara raised his eyes, and what he saw in his dream last night came to his mind one by one.
Why did she appear here, who should have left the holy city
He let her go again and again, but she came back again and again.
In the depths of the dark passage, there was a sound of footsteps.
Bi Su's figure appeared at the entrance of the cave. The leopard heard the footsteps and shrugged. He threw a piece of cooked meat to attract the leopard. He lifted his foot and walked into the cave.
Yaoying leaned beside the stone platform, wearing a monk robe that was obviously too large, her long hair was loose, her cheeks were flushed, and she wore a string of beads on her arms.
Tamara sat in the pool, naked, looking down at her, aware of his gaze, and glanced up at him.
Bi Suo was shocked, put down the tray in his hand, and retreated silently.
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Yaoying: I was terrified.