“…”

The noble Hongxiu Empress slowly approached, and the gorgeous voice continued to sound in her ears, "Because the person I dreamed of is... the holy monk."

The lazy tone is elongated, the ending is melodious and enchanting, and the low charm is charming.

She tilted her head, and her beautiful phoenix eyes tilted out a faint stream of light. She looked at Fan Yin's holy white and delicate face, and her red lips slightly bent, saying, "It is said that doctors cannot treat themselves, so in my dream last night... there is a holy monk, how can the holy monk solve it?"

Upon hearing this, Fanyin's face was calm and her slender eye feathers did not tremble for a moment.

The little bit of sad, beautiful cinnabar eyebrows and eyes never changed at all. It seemed that what the young, beautiful and noble empress said just now was not frivolous and romantic ambiguous words, but a simple Buddhist voice.

The white-clothed monk's eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and he said softly: "What Your Majesty is He Meng? Why don't you say to me when I hear it?"

After pausing, Fanyin said again: "If possible, I am willing to try my best to solve your doubts."

"Okay, I hope the Holy Monk must be good and solve my doubts."

Fenghua's bright and beautiful lips smile became more meaningful, and he said word by word.

The slender figure in purple clothes moved an inch past. At a very close distance, a faint fragrance lingered on the end of the Fanyin nose as if it were there and there was nothing.

The eyes moved slightly.

This smells...

Is it the same thing as what Your Majesty said just now that she smelled the fragrance on his body?

Realizing that he was actually thinking, Fanyin suddenly paused while holding the slender fingers of the ebony Buddhist beads.

It was just a meal.

Immediately, the smooth and round ebony Buddhist beads gently rotated on the white-clothed monk's fingertips again.

But I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the action of gently twisting the Buddhist beads seems to be slightly faster than before.

The sound of the Buddhist chant came back to its senses. The girl with long black hair and purple clothes, her bright and charming face was already in front of her.

Smiling but not smiling.

"Is the Holy Monk just distracted?"

Fanyin's eyelashes drooped slightly, and she didn't look at the empress's bright, exquisite, noble and beautiful face. She gently answered one word: "Yes."

It turns out that monks don’t lie.

So, the young and beautiful noble empress played with a thin white and green fingers of her long ink hair on her chest, and her phoenix eyes shone with a hint of charm, and she asked softly: "That holy monk, when he was just distracted, was the one I was thinking about?"

The peach-colored lips of the monk in white clothes were slightly pursed, hesitating, but finally replied: "...yes."

Her Majesty the Queen continued to flirt with the holy monk with a thirsty eye. Her phoenix eyes stared at Fan Yin's gentle and compassionate black eyes, her red lips smiled charmingly, and asked in a low voice: "So, what is the holy monk thinking about me?"

"..." Fanyin's dark eyes were dizzy with a faint soft light, and she said, "Your Majesty, can I choose not to say it?"

He won't lie.

but……

Somehow, Fanyin didn't want to say it.

"Yes." Fenghua stopped at the right time, "Since the Holy Monk is unwilling to tell you, I will not force you. Next, I will ask the Holy Monk to listen to me."

"I wish to hear it carefully." Fan Yin clasped his hands together and said lightly.

The girl in purple leaned over, and her bright and delicate face bloomed like a beautiful peach blossom in the eyes of Fanyin's black eyes, and her red lips slowly bent up bit by bit, saying:
Chapter completed!