The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 681 Let nature take its course

  Ming Jing returned to the room, washed his hands, burned incense, and sat cross-legged on the futon to meditate.

  A slender silhouette is projected on the window coffin.

   All the mountains are silent, except for the gentle caress of the night breeze.

  A tall figure appeared outside the window.

   "Saint, my subordinates have caught a bandit who broke into the holy temple at night..."

   Before the voice fell, the door was opened.

  The girl in white clothes turned her back to the direction of the door, sitting cross-legged on the futon, a ray of faint light swayed, and the back that was reflected more and more was ethereal.

"bring it here."

   Qinglong waved his hand, and two silver-armored guards pressed a man in black and walked over. After sending him into the room, the silver-armored guard withdrew.

   Qinglong glanced coldly at the man in black, turned around and walked out, closing the door of the main hall.

  The man in black was tied with a nylon-like rope. After struggling for a few times, he couldn't break free. Instead, it became tighter and he simply sat on the ground, completely smashed.

   "The saint is very majestic now." A strange voice came from behind.

  Ming Jing got up, walked over and squatted down, "This is the gou knot created by Yin Jiawei. The more you struggle, the tighter the binding becomes."

While speaking, her fingers fluttered at the knotted part of the rope, and she quickly untied the complicated knot. The man in black moved his hands and muttered: "He is the mysterious person that night, tell me, what are you doing?" When did you know?"

  Qinglong is a top-notch master. That night in Jiangzhou, she and Ming Jing Ye Feng went up together, but they couldn't take him down.

   No wonder the identity of this person could not be found out no matter how hard we searched at that time, it was extremely mysterious, and I didn't expect it to be from the power of Shendu Kingdom.

  Ming Jing took a look at Zheng Qing's eyebrows and said lightly: "Everything is as you see."

  Zheng Qing squinted his eyes: "So you are willing to stay and be the saint of this troublesome son? And you want to marry the king? You are really good. I haven't seen you for a year, and you have reached the sky in one step."

  The tone is very resentful.

  If she hadn't come along and witnessed all this with her own eyes, wouldn't Der Spiegel have planned to tell her from the beginning to the end?

   "The situation here is complicated, I just don't want you to be involved."

   "Everyone's hands have reached into Jiangzhou, and I'm not blind. Tell me, what are your plans next?"

  Zheng Qing looked around the room, it was very big and empty, there were no extra decorations, and there was a gust of wind blowing from nowhere, the environment was really harsh.

  Zheng Qing didn't like it as soon as she stepped here. It was a warm early summer, but there was no warmth here, only the biting cold wind and the long dark night.

   Such a bleak environment is really hard to like.

  Ming Jing poured a cup of tea and put it in front of her: "Let it be."

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  Three days later, Tian Wu was already alive and kicking, and he himself thought it was very miraculous. The place on his back where he was whipped was already **** and bloody, but the injury healed overnight without leaving any sequelae.

   "Transfer me to the side of the saint?" Tian Wu suspected that he had heard wrongly. He had caused a catastrophe, and he was whipped, but he was also transferred to the archives, and he never saw the sun.

   But what did he hear? The leader actually wanted to transfer him to the saintess?

  The competition within the Silver Armored Guards is extremely fierce, and the job of guarding the saint has been overthrown by countless people. How could such a good thing fall on the head of a "sinner" like him?

   "Why, do you have objections?" Suzaku asked coldly.

  Tian Wu immediately lowered his head: "Subordinates dare not."

   "Holy Maiden Enze, from now on you must protect the Holy Maiden with your life, it's getting late, you go." Suzaku waved his hand.

  Others heard that he was about to be transferred to the saintess as her bodyguard. Although their faces were calm, the envy and jealousy in their eyes could not be concealed.

  Tianhu came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Your boy is a blessing in disguise, you will have a future in the future, don't forget brother."

  Tian Wu sighed: "It would be great if Ruan is still here, he is so smart, the saint will definitely like him."

   Tianhu laughed and said: "You and Ruan have been friends for a few days, and you have devoted your heart and soul to him. What if he is a traitor?"

   "Impossible, Ruan can never be a traitor." Tian Wu said firmly.

"Okay, from now on, you will be more cautious in your words and deeds when you are next to the saint, and don't embarrass us in the Suzaku department. I heard that the other three departments tried to force people in, but they all failed. You have to seize this This time, stand firm beside the saint." Tianhuyu urged earnestly.

  Tian Wu bid farewell to his colleagues and went to the Hall of the Holy Maiden.

  Although it is in the Holy Temple, the Holy Maiden Hall is more remote. On the left side of the Holy Lord Hall, there is a large cedar forest.

  Tian Wu held his breath and walked into the hall, not daring to take a second look, and knelt on the ground as soon as he entered.

   "My subordinate Tian Wu pays homage to the saint."

  An ethereal and gentle voice sounded above his head: "Get up."

  Tian Wu was too nervous, and he didn't care to distinguish the familiarity of this voice, so he stood up quickly.

   There was no sound for a long time, Tian Wu raised his head cautiously, the girl was sitting under the window, her back was facing the direction of the door, the sunlight quietly enveloped her, she was reading a scripture with her head down, there was a sense of the tranquility of time.

This is the first time Tian Wu has looked at her so closely. According to the praises of the world, the saint is a gift from the gods and the embodiment of holiness. It is spread in the hearts of every citizen of Shendu Kingdom and becomes their lifelong faith.

  Being able to personally guard the saint, Tian Wu felt that he was extremely honored, and the whole family would be proud of him.

   "Beside me, don't be restrained. If you are in danger, take care of yourself."

  Tian Wu was stunned. As a silver armored guard, his first lesson is to learn loyalty. In order to guard the Holy Lord and the Holy Maiden, he can sacrifice his life when necessary. This is the duty of a silver armored guard.

  As early as the day he entered the Silver Armor Guard, his life was no longer his.

  Tian Wu lowered his head, his heart filled with emotion.

  At noon, a special person came to deliver the meal. Tian Wu found that the saintess had a very simple meal, and the porridge and side dishes were even simpler than those used by the silver armored guards.

  After lunch, the saint meditated for a while, then got up, and Tian Wu immediately performed the duty of guarding, and devoted herself to guarding her side.

  When Wu learned that the purpose of the saint's visit was to the hospital and to visit Shen Xiangxiang, he was about to tear apart.

  Shen Xiangxiang was lying on the hospital bed, his body was full of tubes, and he didn't show his might at all on the day of the coronation ceremony.

   Seeing Ming Jing walking into the ward, Shen Xiangxiang opened his weak eyes.

  After dialysis, her body was already very weak, but looking at her today, Tian Wu felt that something was different about her.

  But this woman is cunning, in order to prevent her from harming the saint, Tian Wu stared at her vigilantly the whole time.

   "You're here." Shen Xiangxiang squeezed out a smile, and pointed to the chair next to him.

  Ming Jing sat down on the chair.

  Shen Xiangxiang on the hospital bed was already in shape, her eye sockets were sunken, and she was tortured badly by the disease. However, her eyes were much clearer than before, without sharp hostility, and she looked much more peaceful.

   It’s Yang on the 15th. Unfortunately, my symptoms are relatively severe. It may be related to my poor physical fitness because I don’t like sports. After a few days of recuperation, my body is still weak. Take your time

  (end of this chapter)