The little rabbit is obedient and is forcibly embraced by the villain

Bai Zitu was slightly stunned, with a glimmer in his eyes, staring at the person who came with wide eyes.

Wrapped in a golden and red cassock, the visitor's skin looked even colder and paler, his face as white as jade, and his drooping eyes made it difficult to see his expression, but the dogwood on his forehead seemed even more beautiful.

The bones of his wrist were distinct, and his slender knuckles were twisting a string of golden Buddhist beads.

The sunlight fell, as if it had coated him with a layer of golden light.

It should clearly be a Buddha without greed, anger, or ignorance, a clear and cool spring.

Yet he seemed unfathomable, as if a whirlpool was stirring in the spring, but one was deceived by the calm surface of the water, unable to glimpse the turbulent waves at the bottom of the spring.

Looking at the appearance of the person who came, Ye Qinghua couldn't help but be stunned, and his cheeks instantly turned red.

I could only stare at the face that looked like it was carved by a god.

Oh my God, she had never seen anyone so good-looking!

Even the dazzling white day in the sky pales in comparison to him.

As soon as Bai Zitu saw Xuan Cheng, his round eyes were instantly covered with a layer of mist, and the grievances in his heart were like a flood that broke through the dam, and he couldn't stop revealing it.

It’s strange to say, I didn’t feel so wronged when facing the arrest by those people just now, but when I saw Xuan Cheng at this moment, all the emotions surged into my heart.

Then, the golden-haired mouse couldn't help but complain: "Squeak, squeak, squeak—" They are so mean, they want to catch me! !

Hearing the voice, Xuan Cheng's eyelids, which had been closed, slowly lifted, revealing a pair of eyes as deep as ink.

He stretched out his hand, his slender palm was as white as jade, his fingers were thin and strong, and he slowly spread it out in the air.

"come over."

A cold voice sounded, crisp and pleasant yet with a hint of irresistible majesty.

Bai Zitu jumped hard on the spot and jumped towards Xuan Cheng's open palm.

However, she overestimated her ability, especially since she was holding a sweet-scented osmanthus cake tightly in her arms, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of her jump.

Overwhelmed, she did not jump into the monk's warm palm as expected. She was just a little bit away from falling to the ground.

At this critical moment, Xuan Cheng was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He quickly scooped up the golden-haired rat with his palm, and the rat fell steadily into his palm.

He closed his palm slightly, and gently stroked the furry ball in his palm with his thumb, his movements gentle.

Treat it as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.

The familiar scent of sandalwood lingered at the tip of Bai Zitu's nose, which made him feel even more aggrieved.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak——" It's really too much!

She continued to express her dissatisfaction to Xuan Cheng.

Xuan Cheng smiled softly, his voice too pleasant to listen to. "Well, I'm sorry."

Ye Qinghua saw the man and the mouse interacting so intently, with the breeze blowing gently, and their figures seemed to form a beautiful picture, so beautiful that it made people feel that everything around them became dim and there was no room for the existence of other people.

She gritted her teeth in dissatisfaction, wondering how she, the dignified Princess of Tsinghua, had ever been ignored like this.

She slowly stepped forward, and with a bit of arrogance and willfulness, she spoke to Xuan Cheng: "I am Princess Qinghua, who are you?"

Ye Qinghua has always lived a life of being the center of attention. Both the late emperor and the current emperor dote on her.

As a result, he developed a capricious, domineering and selfish character since childhood.

Even though she knew that Zhenlong Temple had a different meaning to Dakang, so what?

She herself does not believe in Buddhism.

In her opinion, as long as she likes something, she must take it back, even if the other party is a monk.

Wouldn't it be enough to force him to return to secular life?

"Princess!"

An old maid beside Ye Qinghua saw her master losing his composure and hurried forward to dissuade him.

"Your Highness, this is Master Jingyuan! You...can't be rude."

"So you are Xuan Cheng! You are quite good-looking."

When Ye Qinghua heard this, he became interested.

She had long heard that there was a Buddhist disciple in Zhenlong Temple, but she had never had the chance to meet him. Now that she saw him, she felt...

It suits her taste very well.

A young monk behind Xuan Cheng saw Xuan Cheng being teased like this, clasped his hands together, and stepped forward: "Princess, please be careful with your words in front of a Buddhist disciple."

Ye Qinghua snorted coldly, her face full of arrogance: "Who are you? How dare you speak to me like that? Don't you take me seriously? Do you believe that I will let my brother turn your temple upside down?"

Although she said this to the little monk, her eyes were staring straight at Xuan Cheng, and the threat was self-evident.

"Ah——" A tender cry suddenly rang out, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that the princess, who had been so spoiled and willful just now, now had a piece of pale yellow pastry stuck on her forehead.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak——" Bad woman, I told you not to bully me!

"Squeak, squeak, squeak--" There's still a rat!

Everyone was attracted by the sound and turned to see the soft ball in Xuan Cheng's palm. At this time, it was standing with its hands on its hips. The round body had swelled up into a gourd shape because of anger, and it looked cute and funny.

Bai Zitu was already furious, and seeing Xuan Cheng being bullied like this, he became even more furious. He threw the osmanthus cake in his arms at Ye Qinghua's forehead.

How could someone dare to bully such a good monk like this?!

System: [Do you still remember the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you were protecting while escaping?]

The system said in a voice: [Alas! I was wrong after all!]

Bai Zitu rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Shut up!!!"

"you you……"

Ye Qinghua's eyes were wide open, and he was trembling with anger as he pointed at the golden-haired rat.

Her originally pretty face turned pale with anger, and the cake on her forehead made her look even more funny.

The old woman finally came to her senses and saw her princess losing her composure. She shouted angrily, "What are you all doing? Why don't you help the princess tidy up? You'll get hurt!"

When the maid beside her heard this, she hurried forward trembling.

They knew very well that given their princess's temperament, they would be in big trouble this time.

The maids and servants were busy helping Ye Qinghua tidy up his appearance.

Xuan Cheng really didn't expect Bai Zitu to protect him like this. He was slightly startled, as if something in his chest was full and about to overflow. His lowered eyes were dark, with a hint of a gentle smile.

He used his fingertips to gently soothe the soft little creature in his palm, and his heart unconsciously softened.

"Don't be angry, it's fine."

Bai Zitu only felt the pleasant scent of sandalwood entering her nose, which miraculously relieved the depression in her heart.

The system, detecting the data fluctuations, screamed in horror: [Master! The villain's favorability has reached 80%! !]

Bai Zitu was surprised:??? Did this favorability skyrocket like a rocket?

Xuan Cheng raised one hand, his eyes lowered, his face showing an unconcealable coldness, and his tone was calm, but to Ye Qinghua's ears, it sounded like a warning for no reason.

"Princess, be careful with your words and actions."

After saying that, he slowly raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Qinghua. There seemed to be a whirlpool like a cold pond in his dark eyes, so deep that it seemed to suck people in and crush them beyond redemption.