Chapter 1720 Your Majesty, Don’t Worry About It

Yun Dai's heart skipped a beat, and her face immediately turned a little ugly.

Zhao Yuanjing smiled and said: "Huihua, you monk, although you ring bells in the temple all day long, the news is too late. Everyone in Zhou Dynasty knows that the queen is the princess of Northern Qi."

Huihua took a deep look at Yun Dai, but his expression was calm: "Yes, the poor monk is a little blind. Your Majesty, please."

He gave up his position and personally led the emperor and empress towards the main hall.

Yun Dai was a few steps behind.

Zhao Yuanjing looked back, held her hand, and asked softly: "Why are your hands so cold? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No." Yun Dai smiled, "It's very windy outside, so it's normal for your hands to be cold."

"I will keep you warm." Zhao Yuanjing held her hand and led her into the temple.

Yun Dai looked at the back of Master Huihua in front of her.

For some reason, she always felt that what the monk said was not that simple.

Everyone in Kyoto knew that she was the princess of the Northern Qi Dynasty. There was no reason that the master of Xiangguo Temple didn't know.

Then his words have no profound meaning.

Could it be that he could see something?

Can he see that his soul does not belong to this world?

Yun Dai was suspicious and a little uneasy.

It has been more than four years since I traveled here, from being unable to accept it at the beginning to gradually adapting to entering the palace.

She has completely adapted to life here, and has truly regarded herself as Gu Yundai.

If it weren't for Huihua, she would have almost forgotten where she really came from.

When we arrived at the Mahavira Hall, there was a huge sandalwood Buddha statue directly opposite, looking down at all living beings with a compassionate face.

Here the sound of Buddha lingers and the scent of sandalwood lingers.

It makes people feel a bit solemn unconsciously.

Yun Dai looked up at the Buddha statue, feeling that the Buddha's quiet and compassionate eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the world.

She felt guilty inexplicably and lowered her head.

Huihua personally handed the incense to the emperor and empress.

Yun Dai took the incense and looked at Huihua.

Huihua smiled slightly.

Yun Dai lowered her eyes, followed Zhao Yuanjing, and knelt down to kowtow with him.

After lighting up the incense, it was completely dawn outside.

Huihua said: "Your Majesty and your Majesty, please go to the Zen room to sit and rest for a while. The poor monk has prepared a vegetarian meal for Your Majesty."

Zhao Yuanjing said: "No need, the queen and I have to rush back to the palace. I will come to you another day to drink tea and play chess. Next time, don't be stingy and bring out all the good tea you have hidden."

Huihua clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "The poor monk is waiting for your majesty to come."

He turned to Yun Dai and said: "The poor monk looks at the Queen, she seems to be destined to the Buddha. If the Queen has time to spare, why not come here and explain Buddhism to the poor monk."

"I don't understand Buddhism at all." Yun Dai declined.

"Whether you understand it or not, it's up to you to practice." Huihua said with a smile, "The poor monk is just a suggestion, I don't need to mind it."

Zhao Yuanjing smiled and said: "You monk, how could you trick my queen into coming to talk about Buddhism with you? What's your intention?"

Huihua smiled gently and said, "Your Majesty is serious."

"The queen will not come to you casually. If you are serious, why not go to the palace from time to time and let my secular world be exposed to the aura of an eminent monk like you."

"Your Majesty's words are serious, the poor monk will go."

"Okay, I'm leaving. So as not to delay the people outside coming to offer incense."

They are here, and Jin Yiwei will not let ordinary people in.

Zhao Yuanjing led Yundai and left Xiangguo Temple. Huihua personally walked them to the door and watched them board the carriage.