Song Wanying, the daughter of the Taiwei, went to Baoji Temple to worship Buddha and pray for her bedridden mother.
One day, I remembered that my marriage was undecided, so I went to the main hall to draw a lot. I caught a glimpse of the good-looking monk next to me, so I passed the abbot and handed him the lot.
Her crimson sleeves moved slightly, revealing half of her snow-white arms, and her voice was sweet: "Please master, please interpret the signature for the little girl."
Unexpectedly, the other party just raised his eyes, gave her a cold look, took the lot and placed it in front of the abbot.
Song Wanying had never suffered such grievances before. She developed a rebellious mentality after encountering difficulties and flirted with Guanyu from time to time.
She wanted to see how long he could endure it.
But until she left Baoji Temple, the most Guanyu said to her was "Tan Yue, please respect yourself."
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Three months later, at the wedding banquet, Song Wanying immediately recognized the monk wearing a hair crown among the princes and nobles.
She was confused and said quickly in front of everyone: "Master Guanyu, have you returned to secular life?"
Amidst the sound of inhalation, the personal maid whispered that this person was the Imperial Master who had gained a lot of favor recently. Song Wanying felt cold all over her body, her head was lowered, and she stared at the upper of her shoes without daring to speak.
I saw the man who was as cold as an immortal saying loudly: "Miss Song, you are fine."
No one knew that the solemn Imperial Master in front of him was blocking the way of Taiwei's daughter behind the rockery.
"Why are you running?" The handsome-looking man approached the frightened woman step by step, his breath burning, "Don't those words you said before count?"
She didn't know how many words she said without being ashamed before. Song Wanying was frightened and frightened, her eyelashes fluttered, and she said in a trembling voice: "There is a huge difference in status between you and me. A little girl should not overstep..."
"What about this?" A clear male voice interrupted the unfinished words and tightened his grip on the woman in his arms.
Song Wanying looked at the suddenly enlarged man's face and was frightened, "Master, please respect yourself!"
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Song Wanying later found out what a paranoid monk she had provoked.
Written on May 16, 2022.
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