The master doesn't want the monk to say

Hua Ziyao frowned, "I didn't."

Yin He pointed at him, then at Chi Ruo, "Have you not?"

"You didn't, he would become like this?" Yin He was furious, "Here, you are the only one who can say and do random things to him without thinking about the consequences, the Pavilion Master of the Old Man Pavilion!"

"If he can't bear it, even if you let go of the whole old friend's pavilion, you won't be able to get his life back!" Yin He said coldly, "At that time, there will be no old friend's pavilion in the world."

Hua Ziyao could hear the blatant threat, "National Teacher speaks loudly."

Yinhe ignored him no longer, made seals with both hands, covered the light with his right hand, stroked Chiruo's eyebrows, saw a layer of faint light emanating from the center of Chiruo's brows, and a pure white breath slowly floated above Chiruo, gentle but gentle. Inviolability.

Chi Ruo gradually calmed down, but Yin He's face became paler.When Chi Ruo closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep, Yin He shook his body and fell down.

Hua Ziyao took a step forward, but Yinhe supported the bed and stood up, gave Hua Ziyao a cold look, and was about to leave.

"National teacher," Hua Ziyao hastily pulled him back, "I would like to ask the national teacher to explain the reason today, so as not to trouble the national teacher in the future."

Yin He shook off his hand, "Then you'd better separate from him."

"According to the national teacher, could it be because of me?"

"What do you think?"

Hua Ziyao's heart sank, "Please tell the teacher clearly."

Yin He glared at him, then turned to look at Chi Ruo who was lying on the bed and had passed out, "You have lent him a breath of Buddha's heart between his brows, it's possible that Pavilion Master Hua didn't know, and his mood was greatly affected during this time." Influence?"

"I know." It is precisely because of this reason that Hua Ziyao constantly guides and taps Chiruo's emotions and desires.

"However, Hua Ziyao, you are too anxious." Yin He turned his head as if he knew what he was thinking, "The Buddha's heart is not a dead thing, if you want Chi Ruo to experience all the pains and pleasures of the seven emotions and six desires, Just wait until you get only one corpse!"

"Disturbed by the Buddha's heart?" Jing Yinhe mentioned this, Hua Ziyao suddenly understood that what she said this afternoon caused Chi Ruo's dissatisfaction.

Presumably Chiruo sat in the bamboo grove after going out, not only didn't think it through, or ignored it, but got into the horns.

This led to the situation where the Buddha's mind was stable and Chiruo was out of anger, the two were mutually exclusive, and it was Chiruo who hurt in the end.

Yin He saw that Hua Ziyao's complexion was not good, and he snorted coldly: "Did you remember?"

Hua Ziyao didn't answer, walked to the bedside and took Chiruo's hand.

Yinhe rushed over, hit it with a "slap", but didn't open Hua Ziyao's hand, leaving only a mutilated red palm print.

Yin He was very angry, "It must be you! Although I don't know what you said, it must be you who provoked Ruo Ruo!"

"Hua Ziyao, you are such a disaster!" Yin He was so angry that he wanted to attack Hua Ziyao, so he raised his hand, but he lacked stamina, and coughed suddenly.

Coughing so loudly, traces of blood fell on the ground, Hua Ziyao turned a deaf ear, and seemed to only see Chi Ruo who was lying quietly in her eyes.

In the end, when Yin He almost fainted from coughing, he pointed at Hua Ziyao bitterly, but was speechless again.

Chi Ruo woke up.

When Chiruo opened his eyes, the first sentence he said was, "I heard someone coughing all the time."

Before Hua Ziyao could stop her, Chiruo saw Yinhe who was already standing unsteadily, lying on the ground, and still coughing softly.

"National Division?"

Chi Ruo got up and got out of bed, Yinhe's body was already stained with blood.

Chi Ruo was very worried, "National Teacher, I'll call for someone."

Yinhe grabbed him and shook his head, "Cough, no need, cough, don't let people know."

Chiruo suddenly remembered that Hua Ziyao actually has some medical skills, at least he can diagnose the pulse condition, "Hua Ziyao, come and see."

Hua Ziyao reluctantly walked over, without getting a pulse at all, but helped Chi Ruo up, "It's too cold on the ground."

Chi Ruo was puzzled by these words, but Yin He laughed.

Chi Ruo quickly squatted down, and helped Yin He onto the bed, "He is right, the ground is too cold, why is the national teacher lying on the ground?"

The national teacher glanced at Hua Ziyao intentionally or unintentionally.

Chi Ruo reacted suddenly, and glared at Hua Ziyao, "What's going on?"

Hua Ziyao avoided the serious ones, "As I said earlier, he is already terminally ill."

Yinhe smiled and didn't speak.

Hua Ziyao continued: "I also told that little emperor, but he persuaded me to go back."

Chiruo looked at Yinhe, his eyes were full of worry.

Yin He raised his hand, and said softly, "I am familiar with your expression but also unfamiliar, I haven't seen it for a long, long time."

Chi Ruo frowned, "You said..."

Yinhe waved his hand, "I have never regretted my original decision, but now that I see you like this, there is a trace of regret in my heart."

"I know, you never wanted to live like this," Yinhe seemed to be caught in some kind of memory suddenly, "but I can't help it, I can't lose you, I hope you live, and only by living can you have everything."

Chi Ruo lowered his eyes, "National teacher?"

Yin He waved his hands, closed his eyes, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Chi Ruo covered him with a quilt, stopped Hua Ziyao from wanting to send the national teacher back to the national teacher, and walked out.

What Yin He said did not avoid Hua Ziyao's presence.

Hua Ziyao walked out with Chi Ruo, "Who is your national teacher?"

Chi Ruo raised his eyes, his eyes were a little fragile, "I don't know, he said that we are one body."

"Just now he was sad, and I was also sad," Chi Ruo lowered his head, "but I don't know, I don't seem to know anything."

Chiruo's word order was a bit confusing, "I feel like I'm being led by the nose, but I don't know who it is."

Hua Ziyao opened her mouth, wanting to say "maybe it's me", but seeing Chi Ruo's expression, she couldn't speak again.

"You fainted today, do you know that?" Hua Ziyao took a while to speak.

Chi Ruo nodded, "I know, my head hurts."

Hua Ziyao was silent for a while, turned Chi Ruo's trembling shoulders, and only looked into the depths of those peachy eyes, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Chi Ruo shook his head, "It's all my fault for my lack of cultivation."

Hua Ziyao lost his mind, came back to his senses, and hugged Chi Ruo into his arms, "I'm sorry, I won't be like this in the future. No one, no one will lead you by the nose, I will deal with the matter here soon OK, I'll take you away."

If Chi Ruo didn't struggle, he quietly leaned against Hua Ziyao's shoulder, "You said that the national teacher is terminally ill?"

Hua Ziyao was taken aback, "Yes."

"Why?"

"From my point of view, it seems that taking a drug for a long time has caused the body to decline," Hua Ziyao said, "In the harem, killing people is invisible. The national teacher will not escape this disaster."

Chi Ruo was stunned, for a moment countless pictures flashed in his mind, and they disappeared in a flash, Chi Ruo couldn't grasp any of them, and the brows began to feel dull and ache again.

He blurted out, "Yinhe must not die!"

"Yinhe?" Hua Ziyao didn't know the real name of the national teacher, and few people in the world knew it.

Chi Ruo was taken aback, "National Teacher, National Teacher told me his name is Yinhe."

"You can't bear him?" Hua Ziyao narrowed her eyes.

Chi Ruo shook his head, "When I think of him leaving me, I feel sad and my head hurts. He can't die."

Hua Ziyao is not a stupid person, "Are you begging me, or entrusting me?"

Chi Ruo lowered his eyes, "I have nothing to change."

"You can trade yourself!" Hua Ziyao unconsciously began to guide Chi Ruo.

Chi Ruo raised his head and looked at Hua Ziyao. The distance between the two was extremely close, their warm breath intertwined with each other. He asked, "Do you want me to beg you, or entrust you?"

Hua Ziyao was stunned, never thought that Chi Ruo would ask him such a question.

After a while, Hua Ziyao laughed softly, "Oh, I'm very happy that you came to beg me."

Chiruo stopped talking, "I don't blame you, really."

Knowing that he was talking about the Buddha's heart, Hua Ziyao smiled lightly and hugged him again, "Even if you go to hell, I will hold you by my side."

"But I won't," Chi Ruo said softly, "You won't either."

After a while, Chi Ruo said: "If other people's pursuit is happiness, is your pursuit just to go to hell?"

Hua Ziyao said with a muffled laugh, "If you were on Huangquan Road, I don't think it would be too sad."

"You can't pull me up just to avoid being sad."

"Then why?"

"do not know."

After a long time, Chi Ruo asked in a low voice: "You will help him, right?"

Hua Ziyao remained silent.

……

Hua Ziyao took Chi Ruo to the side room for the night, and told him that this was the place where he used to stay when he was a child. It was originally the nanny's residence, but because the nanny was very kind to him, he often stayed by her side.

The side room was simply cleaned up. The weather in early April was not too warm but not too cold either.

With Hua Ziyao's profound internal strength, at least Chi Ruo, who had just recovered from a headache, would no longer suffer from the wind and cold.

In the early morning, except for some people who were on duty at night, there was no one in the palace to light the lamps.

Seeing that Chi Ruo was already sound asleep, Hua Ziyao got up quietly, went to the main room, walked around to the inner room, Yin He was still lying on the bed, her face was as pale as a ghost.

Hua Ziyao stood for a while, and after the sound was over, he picked up Yinhe and walked out of the palace gate.

Hua Ziyao's qinggong is very good, but with half a stick of incense, he has already sent Yinhe to the National Teacher's Pagoda. Seeing that Yinhe frowned slightly because of the coldness of the bed, he didn't bother, and said coldly: "You let the deity help you?" You stabilized the world of the little emperor, and he asked this deity to help you survive, can this deity now say that the national teacher is a good chess player?"

Yin He naturally did not answer.

Hua Ziyao left and found a pair of unfinished chess pieces on the table. With a flick of his sleeve, all the black and white chess pieces were turned into powder, mixed together, black and white unclear.

When Hua Ziyao returned to Chi Ruo's side, Chi Ruo was still asleep, but he felt the coolness and hugged himself slightly.

Hua Ziyao picked him up and put him back on the bed in the main room. After a while, Hua Ziyao had ordered someone to tidy up the bed and make it up again.

Chi Ruo felt Hua Ziyao's movement, and opened his eyes slightly, a little confused, "Where is the national teacher?"

"I'm sending him back to the National Master Pagoda," Hua Ziyao followed into bed, "The National Teacher can't leave the tower easily, let alone come to the Huanzhu Palace, which has not been inhabited for a long time."

Chi Ruo was drowsy, and understood what Hua Ziyao said, nodded, a little happy, "You helped him."

Hua Ziyao lost her voice.

Chi Ruo pursed his lips and fell asleep again.

Hua Ziyao sighed softly, lay down, and suddenly remembered the time when he ordered Chi Ruo to be brought back to the old man's pavilion.

At that time, he was only for the Buddha's heart.

Later, when I saw Chi Ruobu eating fireworks in the world, it was always interesting to make fun of him.

Now, he asks himself again, but the Buddha's heart is no longer the only goal.

Hua Ziyao turned her head and looked at Chi Ruo's peaceful sleeping face, maybe it was the moment when Chi Ruo passed out that night.

Hua Ziyao has always been disdainful of etiquette and etiquette, but now she suddenly understands her unusual feelings, as if he was watching a play in the audience, seeing joys and sorrows, seeing things are right and wrong, and suddenly one day, he stood on the stage , interpreting the joys and sorrows of separation and reunion, as if you were on the scene...

Hua Ziyao closed her eyes, she only felt that the floating life was vain and ridiculous.