In comparison, Bing'er seemed taciturn. She listened to her grandma's teachings with a low eyebrow. She was as harmless as a little sheep. She called out to her in a low voice and stopped talking.
The stewardess nodded with satisfaction. Such a simple character is more suitable for approaching the saint. She doesn't want to cause any trouble.
In the end, four people were selected to serve the saint personally. Among them were Su Yining and Bing'er. The other two girls were also girls with similar personalities to Bing'er. They were shy and introverted, and they were good at things at first glance.
They didn't want to use all boring people, so her eloquent, cheerful and bright personality made her like her, so it would be good to keep her around to relieve her boredom.
Mammy told them again and again to stop talking and not to disturb the saint while she was praying, and then left.
This is the residence of the saint. In Su Yining's eyes, it is really shabby. It may be because in ancient times, everyone's rooms were stone rooms, and they were covered with simple curtains.
The weather here is hot and there is no need to worry about being frozen, and most of the people's houses are made of bamboo, which saves money and trouble. Only people in the capital can live in brick houses.
The saint lives in a palace, let's call it a palace, but it actually looks like the merger of several stone rooms.
The front hall is used for prayer, and is enshrined with various pure gold statues of gods, candles, and veils. This environment looks a bit like a fairyland.
The apse is the area where the saint lives, consisting of a painting and calligraphy room, a bathroom, a bedroom, and other small stone rooms.
When Su Yining saw the Saint for the first time, she first felt that she was not a real person. She seemed to have no feeling of a living person except that she was breathing.
There is an indescribable feeling all over my body, holy, yet cold, and inhumane.
Occasionally when I am in a daze, I will have a feeling of being tired of the world, which is fleeting.
She has never been able to find a chance to talk to her alone, so she can only temporarily play the role of serving others. There are still seven days before she gets married.
Until that day, a man who was estimated to weigh three hundred pounds walked in in fine clothes. The servants and guards swarmed in front of him, making the whole temple jump up and down.
This is simply a pig walking on two legs. His greasy appearance makes people want to vomit, not to mention the dense pits and pimples on his face.
"The eldest prince is here, welcome him quickly!"
Su Yining hid himself behind the crowd and pretended to squat down, lowering his head and shouting slogans to welcome the eldest prince.
She even doubted whether the king of Nanqing was blind? He chose such a prince to inherit the throne?
According to her understanding, Nan Qing is not the only prince, there are three others, and this one is the daughter of the empress and is the most favored by the emperor.
"Hey, eldest prince, why are you here? There are regulations that unmarried couples are not allowed to meet before the wedding!" The middle-aged nanny came to greet her with a smile, looking humble and flattering.
Nangong Mingzhe pushed his grandma aside with a big wave of his hand, and said impatiently: "They are both my women, why can't we see her? Can she still run away?"
Because his appearance made the orderly atmosphere in the temple become strange, this also allowed Su Yining to find an opportunity.
It was obvious that the eldest prince had no intention of any etiquette and broke into the saint's room. At this time, she was praying devoutly to the gods. Only when facing the gods could she express her displeasure.
She was silently praying that someone could take her away, and she was willing to pay any price for it.
"Bang!" His thoughts were interrupted by this strange sound. It turned out that the eldest prince's too fat body had knocked down the decorated vase.
"How did you get in?" She stood up, still looking as cold as ice, with a trace of disgust in her eyes.
How could Nangong Mingzhe not see her impatience? A strange smile appeared on his toad-like face, and he strode towards her.
He grabbed her chin with his fat and greasy hands and said in a cold voice: "I just like your expression. I hope you can keep this expression on your wedding night."
The saint tilted her head and freed her chin from his hand, and wiped it hard several times, but the greasy and disgusting feeling still lingered.
"Get out!" She is still a saint now, and even the eldest prince can't do anything to her.
"Oh, you'd better stay here honestly, or I will throw you into the military camp, and then let those people see if their pure and cold saint is still noble." He approached like a mountain, oppressing
of the surrounding air.
Every word did not seem to come from the mouth of a prince. There was a faint fragrance in his nose. It was her smell that made him linger. He couldn't help but take a few more sips, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
Desire.
Su Yining couldn't tell whether this was right or wrong. Since ancient times, the saint of Nanqing has been the bride-to-be of the royal family and the queen. They would grow up together and develop a relationship. But she didn't expect that the saint of this generation ran away and fell in love with her.
someone else.
For this reason, Nangong Mingzhe's head turned green inexplicably, and his brothers laughed at him. Even now, she doesn't like herself. If she doesn't like him, then she hates him, as long as she can remember him.
The saint had leaned her body as close to the altar as possible to keep the distance between her and the eldest prince as much as possible, but no matter how hard she avoided, she could not avoid the contact between the two.
"Ha! You still think about him? It's been more than ten years. He hasn't told you for more than ten years that he might have forgotten you a long time ago." Nangong Mingzhe hated Li Chuan so much that he went to find someone after the incident.
Unexpectedly, the place was already deserted.
It didn't matter that the saint didn't know him, but he still used the cruelest words to hurt her and stimulate her: "There are still seven days, and you will be mine in seven days!"
His big fat hands caressed her delicate face infatuatedly, but he didn't expect that the next second, "Pah!", he slapped her directly to the ground.
This time she was stunned. Half of her face was instantly burning, and her ears were buzzing and she didn't react for a long time.
Nangong Mingzhe is getting more and more moody. She must escape, she must escape!
She bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall. She remained unyielding and would beat her to death if he had the ability.
"Bitch, don't you even want to say a word to this prince?" He was driven crazy by her, because he became what he is now, because he was laughed at by countless people.
"Please leave the temple, you are not welcome here!" This was the only sentence she said, and then she didn't even look at him.
"If I hadn't begged to save you, you would have died in the fire! Why why? I can't compare to that wild man! I'm the prince of a country and I have tried my best to please you, why are you still not satisfied?
"
Nangong Mingzhe was already roaring, and Su Yining had to appear when he saw that his emotions could not be controlled.
She hurriedly ran in, holding snacks and fruit tea in her hands: "Your Highness, the eldest prince, please calm down. This is the tea specially ordered by the saint to be prepared for you. She said that this light tea is good for your health."
"Ha, prepared for me?" His angry mood eased significantly, and a trace of ridicule appeared on his fat and round face. He didn't know whether he was mocking himself or laughing at his own self-deception.
"Yes, Your Highness, the eldest prince, is tired from the journey. Why don't you sit down and rest for a while?" Su Yi Ning also sweated a lot and thanked Leng Yi for the information...