In Fengchen Palace.

A spotless monk wearing a white monk's robe, holding a volume of Buddhist scriptures in his hand, sitting there only, from a distance, gives people a sense of holiness that is independent of the world and free from the world.

The delicate side face, the beautiful red lips with peach color, the lines are just right, and the bright red cinnabar between the eyebrows is more and more beautiful.

The simple and unpretentious white clothes were incompatible with the gorgeous and luxurious Fengchen Palace, but they were strangely integrated into it, not abruptly.

Instead, it looks like a touch of light ink in the prosperity of the world.

...It is no wonder that the empress treats each other with such temperament and appearance.

Ji Ruxue bit her lips, stepped forward, and said with a politeness: "Master Fanyin."

Fanyin raised her head from the mysterious and exquisite Buddhist scriptures and looked at the "uninvited guest" in front of her.

The handsome young man, with a slender figure, was wearing a sapphire blue brocade robe. The bright and dazzling color made his eyebrows and eyes become more beautiful and picturesque.

Seeing the famous white-clothed holy monk looking at him, Ji Ruxue did not dare to take off an air and quickly reported to her house, saying, "Holy monk, Ji Ruxue is here."

Ji Ruxue?

I have never heard of the Fanyin.

The Saint Monk of Sanskrit's voice is not dusty, and comes only for one person.

Of course I won't be interested in inquiring about other things.

Furthermore, he came to the Hongxiuguo Palace for a few days and was almost always with that person...

I have no spare time to learn about who is in the Hongxiu Kingdom Palace and what power is distributed. It is the empress who went to court before she took a look at the Buddhist scriptures.

Thinking of this, the monk in white pursed his peach blossom lips slightly, and the crystal clear ear tips were dyed with a hint of heat.

The appearance is clear...shy.

Ji Ruxue's eyes moved slightly.

The Buddhist chant follows the good as a stream, puts his hands together and returns to the courtesy, "Donor Ji."

Ji Ruxue smiled softly and said softly: "How dare Ruxue be a holy monk like such a great courtesy? Ruxue came to Fengchen Palace this time, first to see the famous Fanyin Holy Monk who was so famous all over the world, second to..."

He said, kneeling down in front of Fan Yin, bowing and kowtowing.

Perhaps there are many people who have bowed to him, but Fan Yin did not lose his grace because of Ji Ruxue's actions. He reached out to help him without any fear. However, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, "Give me up quickly, donor Ji, please, I can't be such a great gift from you..."

"The holy monk is worthy of it." Ji Ruxue raised her head, looked at the Fanyin, and said word by word: "The second is that Ruxue bowed to the holy monk and saved Your Majesty."

“…”

Fanyin's long fingers suddenly stopped.

On that side, Ji Ruxue smiled and said, "If it weren't for the Holy Monk here, Your Majesty might not be able to escape this disaster. Ruxue and the husbands in the palace might become a weak husband... Saint Monk, do you think you deserve Ruxue's great gift?"

The handsome young man in front of him was smiling, but there was countless ridicule and ridicule in his smile—

Even if you are a saint monk of Sanskrit that is famous and respected by all people in the world, I am not rightful to your Majesty!

Fanyin pursed her faintly white peach blossom lips, but she remained calm: "The donor doesn't need to thank you. I am a voluntary act to save Your Majesty, but to... the people of the world."

At this time, a gorgeous and noble voice came from the gate of Fengchen Palace—

"For the sake of the people of the world, the holy monk has no boundaries of love."

The lazy and careless tone cannot hear any emotions, and it reveals a hint of coldness.
Chapter completed!