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When Miaoyin arrived at the princess's mansion, she realized that she had been fooled.

Monks do not have ordinary things, not to mention that they are a stubborn person.

The temple supervisor told him that going to the princess's house to exorcise evil spirits was their monks' job, and nothing was wrong.

He brought his junior brother Miaozhen with him. As soon as he entered the mansion, his cassock was accidentally thrown wet by a maid who was serving tea.

The housekeeper then came in to apologize and said that his family had several prepared monk robes. They originally planned to give them to each other when they left, but now they can go and change them first.

Miaoyin asked his junior brother to wait in the tea room, and he followed the housekeeper to the backyard.

He became a monk since childhood. Although he also went to the lay people, he never went to the back house.

Therefore, I don’t know that the house the housekeeper brought him into was Mura’er’s boudoir.

When the door behind him was closed and locked, he wondered why he was like this.

The golden foil peony screen barely covered his tall body, and the fragrance in the room was so strong that he held his breath.

The Buddhist temple is always burning incense, but the fragrance is diluting and distant, and it will only make people feel at ease.

The fragrance in the room was annoying, and he wanted to go out.

"Little brother, are you here?" Mura'er's voice was hoarse, like wild flowers blown by the desert wind.

"Princess, why are I asked me to come here?" Miaoyin's eyebrows frowned.

The princess had been pestering him before, but was scolded by him.

Who would have thought that she would trick herself into here again? It was really a karma.

"Of course I want you to change your clothes," Mura'er smiled: "What are you doing when you hide behind the screen?"

"There are differences between monks and laymen, and men and women are different," Miaoyin said: "Of course we need to avoid suspicion."

"Does Buddhism say that sentient beings are equal? ​​Why do we have to be distinguished?" Mura'er is accustomed to talking about fallacies.

"Please open the door and let the monk go out." Miaoyin's voice became even higher, obviously unhappy.

But Mura'er's identity is there, and he cannot easily make mistakes.

"I won't let you go, so what can you do?" Mura'er asked with a smile.

"Then don't blame me for being rude," Miaoyin said: "This door can't stop me."

He is a monk and has great strength. Even if the door is strong, he can kick it open with both feet.

"If you dare to move, I will shout and say you tease me and see who can protect you?" Mura'er said threatening words, but she was still smiling and not serious.

Even so, Miaoyin dare not act rashly. Ordinary women must cherish their reputations, but Mura'er is not included.

She simply regards reputation as a bullshit, but if she really wants to make a noise, how can she explain it clearly?

In the end, I naturally had nothing to do, so I couldn't protect myself.

"If you really want to go out, you can do it. Come in and recite the scriptures for me!" Mura'er saw his hesitation and said softly: "If you read it well, I will let you out, otherwise it will not work."

"I wonder which passage the princess wants to hear?" Miaoyin suppressed the anger in her heart.

"What you like is good." Mura'er giggled and said, "I must also like what you like."

"The little monk was as the princess said," Miaoyin said, "But after the scriptures are recited, please let the princess go out."

"This is natural," Mura'er said: "I always keep my word."

Miaoyin clasped his hands together, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Mura'er said, "Come in! How can I hear clearly through the screen?"

The magic seal could not be able to do so, so I had to bypass the screen.

He lowered his head and tried to look only one or two feet in front of him.

But he could also see the luxury of this house.

Mu Le'er was lying on the big bed, wearing an open-breasted jade gauze shirt, and her hair was tied with barefoot, making her look very charming.

Seeing Miaoyin coming, she got out of bed and walked forward in her pearl-embedded slippers.

As she approached, the fragrance became stronger.

Miaoyin Ying's eyebrows and eyes are wild, unlike the spoiled habits of children from aristocratic families. He is a person from a pure and peaceful state, just like a cold pine tree in the mountains.

But recently Mura'er has liked this tone, so she felt that she was so hot that she wanted to drag him to the bed.

It’s a pity that the time has not arrived at this time, so I can only be patient.

"There is a cushion here, please sit down by Master." Mura'er was polite and difficult to refuse. He just wanted to finish the scriptures quickly and then go out.

Miaoyin sat cross-legged. After reading a few words, Mura'er walked up to him and knelt down.

Although she was celebrating the Buddha's name, her shirt was sagging and her breasts were half exposed, which made Miaoyin turn her head.

"Brother, guess if my face is white or my body is white?" Mura'er said and leaned forward again, and his white skin was about to be applied to Miaoyin's hand.

"It's outrageous!" Miaoyin stood up in anger, his face turned pale: "The little monk is a monk, so he naturally has to abide by the rules and regulations. The princess has a noble status, so how can she be degenerate?!"

Mura'er didn't take his scolding seriously at all, and leaned forward and said, "You Han people are accustomed to speaking in four words and four words, and I will do it too! If you don't believe me, listen: dry firewood, flirting with evil spirits, plum blossoms, dewy marriage, eyebrows and eyes, broken threads, love the new and tired of the old, and be brave enough..."

"Enough!" Miaoyin interrupted Mura'er's words sternly: "The little monk said goodbye!"

"Stop it!" Mura'erhu looked: "It's time to leave after reciting the scriptures. Don't you keep your word?"

After she said this, Miaoyin had to stop.

"I'm just trying your concentration," Mura'er smiled and said, "Don't you all have to restrain your inner demons when you meditate?"

Miaoyin couldn't, so he had to continue chanting the scriptures.

He made up his mind that no matter how Mura'er provoked him, he would only recite the scriptures quietly, and she would have to let him go as promised.

To take a step back, she would not let herself go out. After reciting the scriptures, she could take the door and leave, and she couldn't care about the rest.

But Mura'er couldn't make him do what he wanted. Seeing him concentrate on chanting scriptures, he first circled around him, and then sat in his arms.

The wonderful seal is just to be invisible and continue to recite his own scriptures.

Murae then put his shoulders on his shoulders and said close to his ears, "What a strong shoulder, I just want you to carry my legs on your shoulders. Do you want to?"

Miaoyin was upset, and the fragrance burned in the room was deliberately so he had already endured it, but he still couldn't do it without any trouble.

Mu Le'er obviously felt his restlessness and deliberately tempted him: "Only you and me here, no one knows it. Besides, there are also Buddhists in your Buddhism? I saw it before when I was in Dongdu. Have you seen it?"

Miaoyin closed his eyes, and the heavens and man fought. The last stream of passionate blood surged up, and the nose blood surged out, all spraying on Mu Le'er.

"You!" Mu Ra'er avoided it and was about to curse, but with a thud, Miaoyin fell to the ground and fainted.
Chapter completed!