047 omen of great evil

A year later, in the Sheng'an Temple of Baiguo, a girl in white was sitting quietly in the Zen room in the backyard, as if she was meditating and troubled. At this time, the door of the Zen room was gently pushed open, and a beautiful woman who looked like a maid stood aside. It was not until she saw the girl in white slowly stand up that she said, "Princess, are you going to stay in the temple today?"

The woman in white slowly turned around when she heard the words, and the sunlight outside the door gently sprinkled into the room, making the woman's face crystal clear as jade, like a new moon, like flowers and trees piled up snow. Originally, it was enchanting and charming, but there was a coldness between the picturesque eyebrows, but it was extremely charming, but it was also extremely cold. This appearance is obviously Princess Xijing of the State of White, but it is slightly different from the previous appearance. Now the childishness on her body has faded, and her appearance has grown a little longer, looking more and more beautiful.

But when he saw her red lips, he opened slightly: "Siqin, what did Mr. Daoyi say?"

Siqin nodded quickly and said, "Sir said that the temple is clean. If the princess likes it, she can stay for a few more days."

When Bai Xijing heard what Siqin said, his heart was suddenly clear. The corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and a smile slowly rose on her bright face, but her eyes were as cold as water: "I don't know what happened, but I have to leave me in this Sheng'an Temple first, and Mr. Daoyi will come to look at me."

Siqin frowned imperceptiblely, and then raised her head and said, "Princess, I heard that the messengers of Ye came to the State of Bai this morning, and now they have been welcomed back to the palace by the king and the prince."

Bai Xijing stopped talking, but his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he were thinking about something.

Since the independence of the four countries, Ye has been the most powerful of the four countries. Bai has tried its best to unite with it. After all, it is impossible to deal with Emperor Xuan of Qin alone with the current strength of the four countries. In addition, even if they can cope with it, who will not be afraid of others stab themselves in the back? After all, open guns are easy to hide, but dark arrows are difficult to prevent.

And the reason why they support themselves is probably because she has always had a grudge against Ye Guo, right? Although the current union is forced and necessary by the situation, Bai Xijing felt that this undoubtedly led the wolf into the house when he thought of the events that had happened in his last life. Every time he made some small moves from it, he was afraid that Bai Shu and Bai Zi would annoy her this time, which sent her far away when the messenger of Ye State's envoy visited.

"Princess?" Siqin carefully called Bai Xijing, who was distracted.

"What's the matter?"

"If the princess wants to relax, you might as well go to the temple to ask for a signature. I heard that even Mr. Daoyi said that the people here are very powerful." Siqin said with a faint smile.

"Oh, Siqin, I think you want to go?" Bai Xijing looked at Siqin's pupils and knew what was going on in her heart. Bai Xijing suddenly changed his appearance. After pretending to cough twice, he said, "Okay, let's go and ask someone for that marriage, fate and signature."

The last three words were actually very naughty word by word. In an moment, Siqin blushed with shame and stamped her feet anxiously: "Princess, you...you... are so ashamed." After saying that, he covered his face and ran out of the door first. Bai Xijing couldn't help laughing in the back, and the haze just now was swept away.

But when Bai Xijing walked out of the room and waved to the roof, a dark shadow fell from the sky and stood in front of Bai Xijing very neatly and gracefully: "What do you want me to do?"

"Du Kang, let's go and ask for a signature together." After saying that, Bai Xijing also blinked his right eye, looking cunning to watch the play.

Du Kang doesn't know Bai Xijing's intention. In the past year, she has always put him and Siqin together when she has nothing to do. It is clear that she wants to match the two of them. Du Kang is not a fool. He understands Bai Xijing's intention, and he even understands Siqin's heart for him, but they only don't understand what he means.

Du Kang sighed helplessly. Even if he resisted this matter again, Bai Xijing's eyes could not say a word of reproach: "Just go by herself. Du Kang still has something to do."

Du Kang was about to turn around and leave, but he didn't want to be suddenly pulled by Bai Xijing's sleeve, but when he saw that the smile on her face had restrained, he changed into a serious look: "Du Kang, you can say no to me or lose your temper when you don't want to. For me, you are an important existence, so I won't force you. Although I want to see Du Kang happy, it's your own business. If I intervene, you will be embarrassed, won't you? However, there is only one sentence, Siqin... If you don't have this idea, don't treat her well, she will take it seriously.

Du Kang looked at Xijing, who said such words, and there seemed to be wind and clouds in her eyes: "Isn't the princess afraid of Siqin's sadness?"

Bai Xijing slowly shook his head and said, "The truth is often cruel. Learning to accept is progress. If it is blindly expected that will not be realized at all, it is not as true as pain. And Siqin... Siqin is a smart woman. Sadness may be inevitable, but she will never be depressed.

Du Kang slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his eyes to one side and said, "How can the princess seem to know this kind of emotion very well? It's as if I've experienced it."

Bai Xijing's face stiffened in an instant, but he quickly regained his composure and deliberately changed the topic and said, "Speaking of which, Du Kang, you are 25 years old this year. You don't like Siqin, but you have a woman you like in your heart?"

"Well, there is." Du Kang suddenly turned his head and smiled faintly at Bai Xijing and answered.

Bai Xijing was just a casual sentence to change the topic, but he didn't think that Du Kang would respond so simply. He couldn't help but be a little surprised. For a moment, his curiosity was hooked up. He quickly raised his eyebrows maliciously, touched Du Kang with his elbow and said, "Who is it? Which woman can make your heart flutter?

Du Kang smiled faintly when he heard the words, and then learned from Xijing's blink in his right eye and ran away quickly, leaving only two words "secret." Bai Xijing stamped his feet and scolded him for being cunning.

Bai Xijing thought about it carefully, then went to find Siqin, who had just blushed, and then went to the temple hall to look at Siqin and begged for a signature. The person who unsigned for Siqin was a seemingly fat monk. No matter who he met, he laughed first and then took the signature to solve it.

"I don't know what the female Shi mainly asks?" The monk's kind-looking smile made people feel comfortable. Siqin's shyness was also much better. He hurriedly answered, "Marriage...marriage..."

As soon as Siqin's words fell, the fat monk suddenly sighed and said to her with his hands together, "Why does the benefactor ask for this marriage?" Looking at Siqin's puzzled appearance, the fat monk slowly said, "Forgive the monk's blunt words, the female benefactor's request is fruitless, and she will even cause disaster for herself because of what she wants in her heart. I hope the female donor will think too much and break it.

As soon as this came out, Siqin's face suddenly turned pale, and her eyes were even more disgraceful. Bai Xijing was extremely unbearable, but she could not comfort her, because Du Kang's intention just now was also very clear.

The fat monk suddenly turned his eyes to Bai Xijing: "Since you are here, why don't you ask for a signature?"

"Do you know me?" Bai Xijing raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard the words.

The fat monk shook his head to show that he didn't know him: "It's just a fate. Doesn't the donor want to have a try?"

"Since Master has said so, it would be rude for me to refuse again." After saying that, he saluted the fat monk. The fat monk nodded, but took out another signature from behind and handed it to Bai Xijing.

"Why did Master give me another signature tube?" Bai Xijing is a little puzzled.

"Because the donor is not an ordinary person, this fate is naturally not with ordinary people." The fat monk smiled kindly and slowly said. The words seemed to echo, but the eyes were clear and waveless, without any impurities, giving people a feeling of having to believe.

Xijing didn't say much, but took over the sign tube with a slight smile, then closed his eyes and shook it. Soon after, a stick fell down. Xijing picked it up and saw a short sentence with a little incomprehensible saying, "Who is it?"

Xijing couldn't help frowning and handed the signature to the fat monk, "Dare to ask Master, why is this signature so strange? Xijing has never seen such a signature in 17 years.

The fat monk smiled again when he heard the words, but he didn't explain. He just took the signature and looked at it carefully for a while before he said, "It seems that the benefactor has committed peach blossoms in this life."

Bai Xijing sighed in his heart, and Mr. Yi also said that what kind of life is the crime of peach blossoms, but if peach blossoms want to hide, they should still be avoided, right? Especially Ye Lin's peach blossoms.

"It can't be avoided." The fat monk suddenly opened his mouth, and Bai Xijing's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't help thinking that this fat monk could read his mind.

The fat monk smiled and shook his head and said, "Looking at the donor's reaction, it proves that Yuantong did not mis guess the donor's idea. Yuantong is not talented, but he is the best at observing words and expressions. Just now, he boldly guessed when he saw the look of the donor.

Bai Xijing was relieved when she heard the words. She thought the monk was really amazing. Master hasn't unsigned the little girl yet.

When the fat monk heard the words, he sighed again: "Does the donor know that the one you drew is the big murderer in the marriage lottery? The donor has ordered peach blossoms, and the road of love is bumpy. If the donor can't believe his destiny in the future, he is afraid of the result... I advise the donor not to be blinded by anything and see what he wants with his heart.