The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 698 Returning and Slapping in the Face (Part 1)

  One day in September, director Yu Dawei personally visited Bo's house and brought Su Yinci a script.

  When he heard the news of Su Yinci's comeback, no one knew how excited he was.

More than 20 years ago, he watched Su Yinci make his debut with his own eyes, and the two had a brief cooperation. Although Su Yinci had just become popular at that time, the aura in her eyes was amazing. She was born to eat An actor's rice bowl.

  At that time, he concluded that beauty will not be a stumbling block in her performance, and she will not become those female stars who hurt Zhong Yong because of her beauty.

  Su Yinci gave him inspiration, and he polished a script specially for her. Just when he was about to find her, bad news came.

  She was banned.

  Yu Dawei sighed regretfully.

  Over the years, he has scouted out many female stars, but he has never met anyone like Su Yinci again.

  After hearing the news from his assistant, he immediately began to inquire about Su Yinci's contact information. Coincidentally, Bai Ziyan went to his studio to play and accidentally mentioned to him that he had seen Su Yinci.

  Therefore, there was a scene of Yu Dawei visiting Bo's house.

Su Yinci returned to filming, and with the support of Bo Yuxun and Mrs. Bo, she no longer had to worry about the future. She and Yu Dawei discussed the script for a whole day. When Yu Dawei left Bo's house, she looked several years younger. .

The success of the movie "Flame" made the industry realize that Yu Dawei's sword is not old, so this time the investment in the new movie has directly doubled. Crazier.

  During this period, Xun Lei approached Su Yinci again, wanting to sign her agency contract and give her the best conditions, which was almost a backlash.

   "Sorry, I'm already signed to the company."

   Xun Lei was very disappointed, "Which company is it?"

  So discerning.

  The door of the box opened, and a young man walked in, with an ordinary face, but extremely beautiful eyes, and an indescribably mysterious temperament.

   Xun Lei asked in surprise, "Mr. Qing?"

   It cannot be said that the entertainment company is now a leader in the industry, and it has grown to such a scale in a short period of time.

   Xun Lei met Qing Zheng at a dinner, so he recognized him immediately.

   "Is Mr. Xun going to steal someone from me?" Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Xun Lei smiled bitterly: "I am not convinced by others. If it is Mr. Qing, then I have nothing to say, Yinci, your choice is not wrong. I am already old and cannot keep up with the development of the times. I will be eliminated sooner or later." Yes, President Qing is different, he will definitely help you reach the top."

  He believed in Su Yinci's strength, as well as Qing Zheng's ability and means.

  Strong alliances create myths.

   "President Xun, don't underestimate yourself. I heard that you planned to sell the company and go back to your hometown to farm. It's not bad, and you can live a retirement life in advance."

Xun Lei smiled: "Since Yinci chooses to believe in you, then we are our own people. To tell you the truth, the person who bought my company was Qu Feitai. Yinci's return rekindled my fighting spirit, but Now..."

  He is really ready to go back to farming.

   Xun Lei's company has a long history. At first it was specialized in making records. It was only later that the music industry declined and there was no other way to add a performing arts management department. It is understandable that Qu Feitai wanted to acquire it.

  After Xun Lei left, Zheng Qing poured a cup of tea with a smile and put it in front of Su Yinci.

   "Beauty, let's discuss the next plan."

  Su Yinci's eyes flickered, lively and fragrant.

   "Take off the mask on your face first."

  Zheng Qing smiled: "It's a little troublesome, you have to use a special potion to wash it off, you don't like this face, I'll just change it again."

   "Is the mask boring?"

"fine."

   "Will being an agent be overqualified?"

"Won't."

   "How long have you known Ding Jing?"

   "Then it's a long story..."

   One word stuck in her throat, Zheng Qing's face changed slightly, her thin lips were tightly pursed.

   As expected, she is indeed the Holy Master who has been in charge of the Shendu Kingdom for several years, and fell into her trap without knowing it.

  Su Yinci didn't seem to see Zheng Qing's expression on the opposite side, and smiled softly, not just making people feel refreshed, but scalp numb.

   "Ming Jing never went down Mount Paektu until he was twelve years old, but I remember you..."

  Su Yinci raised her head and looked directly at Zheng Qing. Those beautiful eyes seemed to have a magical power that penetrated people's hearts.

   "He is an agent who grew up under Jiang Chunlan, code-named Qingluan, with blood on his hands, ruthless."

  Su Yinci took a sip of tea slowly: "A nun who grew up in the mountains and a **** agent, tell me, how did you meet?"

   After a suffocating silence, Zheng Qing sneered and said, "Since you already have doubts, why don't you ask Ding Jing yourself."

  Su Yinci sighed: "No matter who she is, she is still my daughter. This is an unchangeable fact."

  Speaking of Su Yinci, a gentle smile appeared on Su Yinci's face, "Her existence soothed my pain. The daughter who is connected with my blood is the only blood I have in this world."

   "But you left her there alone."

  Su Yinci murmured: "Soon...she will be home soon..."

  —

   Base.

  Nighthawk reported the result of Qin Qiuxi's treatment, and when he was about to leave, a woman's faint voice came from above.

   "Nighthawk, do you remember Jiang Yu?"

  Ye Ying shuddered all over, pursed her thin lips, and turned around stiffly.

"Remember."

  How could he not remember, this name has been deeply rooted in his bones and blood, it hurts to breathe, even hearing her name makes him sad.

   "Jiang Yu accepted Jiang Chunlan's task, undercover Ran Bowen's side, and attempted to assassinate her. Two years later, Jiang Yu successfully killed Ran Bowen in an abandoned warehouse in Jingzhou, and Jiang Chunlan immediately carried out a plan to kill her."

   A few words outline a thrilling life of a woman.

  Nighthawk tightly clenched the hand hanging by his side.

   "On November 15, 2014, under the impenetrable pursuit, she fled into the Jingzhou Railway Station, where she rescued a pregnant woman who was also hunted down by Jiang Chunlan."

  Nighthawk suddenly raised his head.

  The face of the woman above is blurred, but her voice is unusually firm.

  Every word and sentence, as if speaking to heaven and earth, to fate.

   "Jiang Yu is my savior."

  —

  Bo Yuxun returned home after a day's work and saw Su Yinci lying on the bed.

  Outside the wooden window, the afterglow of the setting sun sheds a little bit of golden light.

  The sunset is beautiful, but poignant.

  Bo Yuxun walked over and knelt down, raised his hand and touched Su Yinci's forehead.

  The next moment, the woman slipped into his arms, her hands tightly wrapped around his waist.

  Bo Yuxun smiled dotingly: "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

   "I remember, you have a twin sister."

  Bo Yuxun was startled, a layer of sadness filled his eyes.

   "Can you tell me about her?"

After a long time, Bo Yuxun spoke slowly: "My mother once said that when she was pregnant with me and A-Jiang, she had a dream. She dreamed that a colorful bird landed on a horse chestnut tree in the courtyard of the Murong family's ancestral home. , The mother asked the eminent monk to interpret the dream, and the eminent monk told the mother that the horse chestnut is a holy tree, which predicts that the child in her womb will have great fortune in the future, but it is only a fate. , not only to eliminate catastrophe, but also to accomplish great things.”

   "Of course my mother couldn't agree, and even scolded the eminent monk..."

Speaking of this, Bo Yuxun smiled bitterly: "But since Ajaan disappeared, mother has been obsessed with Buddhism and never cared about worldly affairs. She said that she has sinned and disrespected Buddha, and now the retribution is on her daughter. She is willing to eat fast and chant Buddha all her life. I only hope Ajaan is safe and sound."

  This is the deepest secret that Bo Yuxun has buried in his heart. Even Ming Jing has never said it, for fear of bringing back sad memories of her mother...

  Bo Yuxun suddenly frowned, he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

Su Yinci sighed: "Someone once told me that everything in the world has a cause and effect, if mother's disrespect to the Buddha is the cause, then Ajaan's death is the effect, and the effect creates the cause, and the cycle of cause and effect is endless. "

  In the thin blue light before the darkness came, Su Yinci stared at the half crescent moon outside the window.

   "The good cause she once planted also bears good fruit for her."

  —

   Entering October, the autumn wind is bleak and the temperature is plummeting.

  Su Yinci secretly entered the film crew, she did not bring an assistant, Huai Qing personally took care of her life matters.

  In November, at the election meeting for the vice president of the Affiliated Hospital of the National Medical College, Bo Yuxun was successfully elected with an overwhelming number of votes.

  This is also the youngest vice president since the establishment of the academy.

  At the same time, Bo Yuxun never forgot about scientific research, and devoted all the rest of his time to the laboratory, supporting theory and scientific research, which made him a sensation again in the international medical community.

  In March of the following year, the National Academy of Sciences took the initiative to invite Bo Yuxun to join the Department of Life Medicine to continue to contribute to national scientific research.

   This is the greatest honor for those who study medicine.

   As it should be, during the year when Dean Xu retired, Bo Yuxun successfully took the position of dean.

  The youngest president ever of the Affiliated Hospital of the National Medical College, an honorary academician of the National Academy of Sciences, and an honorary professor of Huaqing University School of Medicine. He has more and more titles, and his temperament is getting more and more calm.

  With a successful career and beautiful family members by his side, the high-spirited Bo Yuxun is enjoying a perfect life.

  Ending the speech at the medical school, Bo Yuxun stopped the admiring eyes of the students in the audience, and left through the back door under the arrangement of the school security.

  Students flocked up like chasing stars.

  In the eyes of medical students, Bo Yuxun is their god.

  With such a huge honor, he didn't hold himself high. Instead, he brought graduate students in person. When the news came out, the medical school was about to fight for the two places for his graduate students.

  No matter how indifferent to fame and wealth, no one could stand this huge temptation, and a whole academy broke their heads.

  Bo Lianye and her classmates passed by the gate of the medical school far away, and seeing the star chasing scene in the distance, they thought that some big star had come.

  Bo Lianye's classmates scoffed at this kind of scene, high-achieving students don't always have a good impression of celebrities.

   "Our laboratory's research funds are so tight, and those celebrities earn tens of millions casually, and they have the face to evade taxes. It's really unpopular."

  Bo Lianye hooked her lips: "The stars, most of them have no culture, how much vision can you expect from them."

  Someone passed by like the wind: "It's Dean Bo, he's so handsome, I'm going crazy..."

  The classmate was stunned for a moment, and his face was instantly excited: "My God, why did I forget that he has a speech at our school today?"

   After that, he took out a pen and paper from his bag, "Yezi, let's go get an autograph, and we won't be able to squeeze in if it's too late."

   Turning her head, she saw Bo Lianye standing there without moving, with a gloomy expression on her face.

   "Why are you in a daze? If you don't go, I will go. Don't blame me if you don't sign it."

  While talking, Bo Lianye didn't care, and ran away like a gust of wind.

  Bo Lianye stood on the spot, looking at the crowd ahead with complicated eyes.

  Someone ran past me from time to time, and was suddenly bumped by someone. The person said sorry without turning his head, and ran away without a trace.

  Bo Lianye clutched her sore shoulder, her eye circles were red, and she suddenly felt extremely wronged.

  Father was transferred to a small county in Qianzhou on the second day after he was kicked out of Bo's house. The conditions were very poor. Ji Rouen couldn't bear the hardship, so she ran back to her mother's house crying in two days. Now she is angry with her sister-in-law every day.

  Bo Lianye asked Mrs. Zheng to make it clear that she could find a way to bring her father back.

  This time, Mrs. Zheng couldn't help her either.

   Speaking of this kind of official transfer, she really can't get involved as an old woman.

  In order to make up for her guilt towards her, Mrs. Zheng treated her very well. What she got in Zheng's house was the same as Zheng Lingyu's, but this kind of life under the fence was not what Bo Lianye wanted at all.

  Why did Bo Yuxun's fortune get better and better after their family left the Bo family, full of vigor and ambition.

  As for Su Yinci, his influence in the entertainment industry is still the same, even more than it was twenty years ago.

   This couple is maddeningly jealous.

  Why were they kicked out of Bo's house in embarrassment, but the couple lived happily ever after.

   A layer of shadow gradually filled the bottom of the thin lotus leaf's eyes.

   It doesn't matter, this year is the second year of the three-year period that Master Kurong predicted that the Buddha girl will be born. She just needs to wait patiently for another year. When the time comes, she will make the Bo family cry and beg her.

  Before that, she had to kill Ming Jing to avoid future troubles.

   It’s just that she posted a bounty post on the Internet before, but there was no response. She logged on to the Internet and found that she was blocked.

  What kind of pheasant website, the thin lotus leaves are not light.

  She was weak alone, so she had to tell Song Qiurui.

  Song Qiurui smiled: "I knew it a long time ago."

  Bo Lianye understands that Ming Jing is not easy to control, but she can become a puppet willingly.

   "She has gone abroad now, and I really can't find her."

  Song Qiurui raised her eyebrows: "Why do you have to kill her?"

   "Of course you have to cut the grass, you don't know her..."

  Bo Lianye suddenly raised her head: "Do you have a better plan?"

  Song Qiurui's smile is still there: "Your thinking has entered a dead end. As long as it proves that she can't become a Buddha girl, will she still pose any threat to you?"

   "But..." Bo Lianye was very unwilling.

   "It's easy to kill, but you have to see if it's worth it. She has the Shen family and the Ran family behind her, and the Bo family also values ​​her very much. If you act rashly, you may get burned. Now is the critical moment, don't do stupid things."

  Bo Lianye lowered her head obediently: "What you taught me is that I am too naive."

  Bo Lianye is not stupid, she quickly figured it out: "You mean, as long as it is proved that she does not have the blood of the Murong clan, then it is impossible for her to become a Buddha girl?"

  Song Qiurui showed a satisfied smile.

  Bo Lianye frowned slightly: "But how can I prove that she is not Bo Yujiang's child?"

"Actually, I was investigating her life experience a long time ago. Bo Yujiang, that is, Jiang Yu. Although she was wiped out during the two years in Jiangzhou, it is not without clues. Has she ever given birth to a child? Careful investigation is enough to reveal the truth."

  Bo Lianye had never doubted Ming Jing's life experience, but now seeing Song Qiurui's swearing, she couldn't help becoming suspicious.

   "If she is not Jiang Yu's child? Then who is she?"

  Song Qiurui hooked her lips: "Whoever she is, if she blocks my way, then I'm sorry."

  —

  Bo Yuxun managed to escape and drove back to the community.

  Here is his and Su Yinci's small home, they can enjoy their world to the fullest, but they will still stay in the old house two days a week to accompany Mrs. Bo, she will be alone.

  Passing by the supermarket, Bo Yuxun went in to buy some daily necessities, and then walked into the elevator with big bags and small bags.

  When the elevator door was about to close, a hand came in, and the elevator door opened automatically.

  A man in black came in with a guitar on his shoulder.

  The man saw Bo Yuxun in the elevator, and took off his mask: "Uncle Bo."

Bo Yuxun showed the kindness of an elder: "Xiao Fei, I'll make sweet and sour fish and braised pork ribs tonight, and I'll come to my house for dinner later, your aunt was telling me about you a few days ago, saying that I haven't seen you for a long time. "

  Qu Feitai nodded: "Good uncle."

  The elevator reached the tenth floor, and Qu Feitai walked out.

  Bo Yuxun sighed softly as he watched the elevator doors gradually closing.

  The child blocked a shot for Der Spiegel the year before last, and it was extremely dangerous. At that time, he identified this niece and son-in-law.

  Seeing him getting more and more depressed and lonely, Bo Yuxun felt really distressed.

  How lucky it is to have someone you love in this world. There is a reliable man like Qu Feitai who will take care of Ming Jing for the rest of his life, and he will have the face to see his sister when he goes underground.

  Bo Yuxun got into the kitchen as soon as he got home. Not long after, his waist was clasped by a pair of jade hands, and the woman leaned on his back weakly and bonelessly.

  Bo Yuxun, who was blanching the ribs, patted her little hand: "You can really sleep, if you don't sleep at night, it's time to torment me again."

   "You are my husband, who are you tormenting if you don't torment?" The woman's soft and charming voice was filled with the hazy mist of just waking up.

  Bo Yuxun turned around, supported her waist with both hands, and lowered his head to peck her lips.

   sighed: "You are trying to make me a fool."

  The eyes fell on the large expanse of spring light on the chest, the color of the eyes gradually darkened, and the hands on the waist were clasped more and more tightly.

  The woman snorted, "Oh, you hurt me."

Bo Yuxun used strong self-control to restrain the turmoil in his heart, and said in a harsh voice: "I invited Xiaofei to my house for dinner, in front of the juniors, you can't dress like this, wash your face and change your clothes. "

   "Old antique." Su Yinci muttered, shook off his hand, turned and left.

  Bo Yuxun shook his head and smiled.

  Her temper is the same as before, which makes him want to stop.

  —

Doorbell rang.

  Su Yinci gathered the shawl around her body, walked over and opened the door.

   "Auntie, I wish you a happy life."

  In front of Su Yinci is a large bouquet of perfume lilies, paired with green eustoma, fresh and gentle, like the night wind blowing from the mountains.

  Su Yinci took it in surprise, "Auntie likes it so much, thank you Xiaofei."

   This kid really understands romance.

   "As long as Auntie likes it."

  Bo Yuxun poked his head out from the kitchen, and said helplessly, "Xiao Fei, how can you embarrass uncle like this, your aunt is going to nag me again."

   "Uncles are naturally better than uncles." Qu Feitai walked into the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves and helped.

   Whenever Qu Feitai comes to eat at home, he never sits with his mouth open and waits to eat. He always goes to the kitchen to help Bo Yuxun. Over time, he still learns two simple dishes. When he goes back, he won't be able to eat instant noodles every day.

  On the contrary, Su Yinci is the one who opens his mouth every day and waits to eat.

"Xiao Fei, when I was eating in the hospital restaurant a few days ago, I heard a few nurses talking about you, asking if something happened to you, and you haven't appeared in public for a long time. Didn't uncle say that he would meddle in your work? As a doctor, I certainly don't understand, but I just think, are you tired of the entertainment industry?"

  Although this child was usually calm, Bo Yuxun felt that he should have some world-weary emotions. Bo Yuxun had minored in psychology in college, so this child probably had some psychological problems.

  In the living room, Su Yinci inserted the trimmed flower branches into a glass vase.

  Qu Fei washed the fruit under running water without raising his head.

   "I debuted at the age of fourteen, and this year has been a full ten years. In this circle, I have reached the top."

   Now he is tired and wants to stop and have a rest.

  Bo Yuxun understood: "The entertainment industry is impetuous. You can keep your original intentions. Uncle is proud of you. Take advantage of this time to cultivate your body and mind, accumulate strength, and start again at any time."

   "I bought a record company, and I want to slowly move behind the scenes in the future. No matter what, my love for music will always remain the same."

  This is what Bo Yuxun admires most about Qu Feitai. He will never be coerced by the bustling entertainment circle, and has the courage to stop at any time. Apart from his own strength, this may also be the confidence brought to him by his wealthy family.

  However, this child is only twenty-four years old (imaginary), which is the best age in life, but it seems that he has gone through thousands of sails, which makes people feel distressed.

   During the meal, the three of them chatted about homely things.

   "Auntie, the new movie you collaborated with Director Yu has already wrapped up. Director Yu asked me to invite me to sing a song yesterday."

  In fact, Director Yu meant to ask him to contract all the music for this film again, but Qu Feitai had other work arrangements, so he only agreed to write an emotional theme song for Director Yu.

  Su Yinci raised her eyebrows: "Director Yu is rich this time, and the investor is jealous, so you will kill him hard."

  Qu Feitai laughed: "Auntie, you are the only one who dares to talk to Director Yu like that. If I dare to kill him, he can kick me out with a broom."

  The three of them all laughed.

  Bo Yuxun looked at the flourishing Qu Feitai in front of him, and then at the empty chair beside him, his eyes gradually dimmed.

  After Qu Feitai left, Bo Yuxun sat silently on the sofa, holding a magazine in his hand, and didn't turn a page for a long time.

   "Are you thinking about our daughter?" Su Yinci sat down beside him and leaned on his shoulder.

   "If she is still alive, she will be seventeen this year..." Bo Yuxun's voice choked up.

   This is the pain in his heart that will never go away.

  Su Yinci's lips twitched, and finally a long sigh overflowed.

   Wait a little longer until she stands in front of you.

  —

  In May, Jiang Chunlan was tried in secret.

  All her sins are published.

   As a result of the trial, the death penalty will be executed immediately.

  When the result came out, Jiang Chunlan was even more relieved.

   It was a sunny day.

  The headgear was pulled off, she knelt on the ground, the bright sunlight hurt her eyes, she subconsciously squinted her eyes.

  She looked greedily at the sun above her head, tears streaming down her eyes.

  She suddenly roared: "Jiang Heng, I'm here."

   There was a "bang" gunshot, and the birds ran in a panic.

  She fell to the ground, looking at the increasingly weak sunlight in her sight, tears rolled down the corners of her mouth, and bitterness mixed with blood poured into her mouth.

  She finally closed her eyes willingly.

  In front of a glass window opposite the execution ground, Su Yinci quietly stared at this scene.

   After a while, he turned and left.

  All grievances, end here.

  —

   Entering July, Jingzhou became lively.

  The national birthday is coming soon, and it is an integer number of national birthdays with different meanings. This year is bound to be a big one.

  This year's National Day, the entire Jingzhou has entered a period of intensive preparations.

   Such a day is an excellent opportunity for Bo Lianye.

As the highest institution of higher learning, Huaqing University is naturally indispensable to contribute its own strength. The Department of Foreign Languages ​​cooperates with the reception group to select the best foreign language majors to join the reception group. reception work.

   Reception of the highest standard like this will be the thickest stroke in the resume book, and countless people have scratched their heads.

  Written test, interview, oral test, levels of checkpoints, it can be said to pass five checkpoints and kill six generals.

  Bo Lianye naturally also participated in the selection exam. She had excellent grades in high school, but when she arrived at Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon University, Bo Lianye gradually felt powerless.

  There are too many people who are better than her. She needs to work very hard to keep her grades from regressing, and it is even more difficult to go further.

  Under such circumstances, she has no advantage at all when she participates in the selection competition of the reception group.

This is a great opportunity to get ahead. If you are lucky, you will get in touch with the highest level. If you are lucky, you will be treated differently by those princes and princesses. For her network resources, it will be beneficial and harmless .

   Under the circumstance that the grades were obviously behind, Bo Lianye made a very cryptic suggestion in front of Mrs. Zheng.

  Coincidentally, a nephew of Mrs. Zheng's natal family happened to be the leader of a branch of the reception group. As the saying goes, there are people in the court who are easy to handle, so Bo Lianye entered the reception group through the back door.

  All members of the reception group have to undergo a three-month training, including etiquette classes, language classes, and even flower arrangement and equestrian skills. Fortunately, Bo Lianye was born in the Bo family, and these things have been learned since childhood, and they quickly stood out from the group of members.

In the third month, the members will draw lots to select the responsible mission. According to Bo Lianye's knowledge, there are as many as 100 missions here, and some of them have never even heard their names. If you get this kind of small country, you will be really unlucky.

  Bo Lianye secretly prayed for better luck.

  The sign is an electronic sign. Click the mouse, and a bamboo stick will randomly fall out of the stick on the computer. The country represented by the bamboo stick will also appear on the big screen behind you.

   It is said that it is a program specially made by a great theological senior in the computer department to prevent malicious alteration and eliminate the possibility of cheating.

  Bo Lianye looked at the amphitheater, which could accommodate thousands of people, and it was packed with students. These are almost the best talents in this country, and they are also the hope of the country's future.

  The students whose names are called go to the podium and choose bamboo sticks.

  If it is a powerful country, it will be received by four to six people. For a small country, it will generally be two to four people. The minimum standard is two people, and they will take care of each other.

  These people who draw the same lottery will become a team in the next month.

  Zhao Qing happily walked over and sat down beside Bo Lianye.

   "Great, I won the Qingluo Kingdom. I heard that there are princes and princesses in the mission. I can see the real princess."

  Bo Lianye smiled: "Congratulations."

  Dropping her eyelashes, Bo Lianye's eyes turned cold.

  She wanted to clear Luo Guo, but she didn't expect to be caught first.

  At this moment, Bo Lianye heard her name, she took a deep breath, and slowly got up.

  Zhao Qing clenched her fist with her right hand, "Come on."

  Bo Lianye watched the bamboo stick on the screen turn into a string of letters, she froze for a while, searching for the meaning of the string of letters in her mind.

Next to me, I thought of the teacher's kind voice: "Student Bo drew Shendu Country. You may not know much about this country. It is located at the southernmost tip of the earth, in a high latitude area, with little sunlight, so most of that country is covered by glaciers. covered, while the country has a rich history dating back to…”

  Shendu Kingdom?

  Bo Lianye is very helpless, she has never even heard of this country, and it is as unpopular as its air.

  Bo Lianye sat back on her seat in disappointment, holding in her hand the introduction about the customs and air geography of Shendu Kingdom that the teacher gave her.

  The more I look at it, the more irritable I become.

   She can never go to this country, why should she know about it?

   Zhao Qing saw that she was in a bad mood, so she didn't say anything else.

  After the end, a girl with ponytails found her: "Hello, my name is Qiao Shuangshuang, a second-year graduate student in the Department of Foreign Languages. From now on, we will be a team."

  The girl is small and exquisite, with a round baby face and a pair of black eyes, very lively.

  Bo Lianye gave a faint "hmm", "It will be troublesome in the future."

  Joe Shuangshuang sat down beside her, and took out a notebook from her backpack. After opening it, it was densely filled with words and symbols, and some of them were even news clipped from newspapers.

  Joe Shuangshuang turned to the end, "I found it, Shendu Kingdom, the mission we are in charge of receiving this time, I think you must know nothing about this country, it doesn't matter, I'm ready."

  Bo Lianye glanced at her in surprise: "Do you have research on every country?"

   "Of course." Qiao Shuangshuang answered casually.

  Bo Lianye took a deep breath, as expected, there is no ordinary person who can sit here.

  Joe Shuangshuang could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her, and said with a smile: "Don't underestimate this country, if you have a deep understanding of it, you will find that it is really interesting."

  No matter how small a country is in this world, there will be political establishment.

   "It is because our country is too powerful and vast that it gives you the illusion that other countries are small countries."

  One leaf blinds the eyes.

  Bo Lianye nodded: "You are right, I am narrow-minded."

   "Shendu Kingdom is actually a thoroughly Christian country. I have paid attention to it a long time ago. The current ruler was crowned last year. Of course, his position is also full of thrilling struggles."

  Bo Lianye asked subconsciously: "Then the king should be very young."

   "Probably in his early twenties. There is no official information. This is my guess. It is not the king who is in power in this country, but the Holy Lord. There is also a holy woman under the Holy Lord."

  Thin lotus leaves are like listening to a scripture.

   "Just last year, the young ruler made careful arrangements to eradicate the internal troubles in one fell swoop and regain power from the Holy Lord."

Qiao Shuangshuang said with eyes full of admiration: "Unlike his useless father, Lord Sangluo is ambitious, very kind to his people, resourceful, and decisive. Ah, thinking of seeing him with my own eyes soon, I am really excited." So excited."

   "Will he come in person?" As if infected by her, Bo Lianye's tone couldn't help but be full of anticipation.

   "He will come. This is a good opportunity to show his face internationally. He will not miss it. I think we need to make two-handed preparations. It is possible that the saint will come with him."

   "Saint?"

   "There is a rumor in Shendu's country that the saint is the future empress. On the day of the saint's 18th birthday, she will hold a wedding ceremony with the king."

  Bo Lianye frowned: "He just regained power, if he marries the saint, wouldn't he repeat the same mistakes?"

   "Sure enough, you quickly entered the role." Qiao looked at her approvingly.

   "There are two possibilities for this situation. The first is to restrain the people. After all, in Shendu's country, the saint is extremely popular. The other possibility..."

   Qiao Shuangshuang's eyes are full of stars: "Of course it's true love. The young and promising king, the unparalleled beauty girl, childhood sweethearts love each other and kill each other, ah, just think about it."

  Bo Lianye was speechless for a while.

"Although the international common language is English, we still need to learn some Shendu language. This language family is relatively difficult. You don't have any foundation. Let's meet in the study room every night in the future. Let's study together. It's only a month. Let's go together. struggle."

  Joe is both full of energy, infecting the thin lotus leaves.

  In late September, missions from various countries arrived one after another. Bo Lianye received a notification that the special plane of the Shendu Mission would arrive on the 28th, which was much later than other missions.

  Bo Lianye and Qiao both put on the uniforms of the reception group, and took a special car to the airport, accompanied by two special guard cars along the way.

  On the way, Qiao Shuangshuang was very excited: "My God, I'm going to see Lord Sangluo, my heart is about to jump out..."

  Bo Lianye is relatively calm. After all, she grew up in an environment that made her used to meeting big shots, so she won't be as shameless as Qiao Shuangshuang.

  She sat quietly, with a slight mockery in her eyes.

   Arriving at the airport, Bo Lianye and Qiao Shuangshuang followed the lead teacher Li Yong and waited quietly for the special plane to land.

  This teacher is in charge of reception, and the two of them just help this teacher and follow his assignments.

   After all, the two students, no matter how smart they are, they have never seen the world.

  Bo Lianye raised her eyes and took a look.

  The dedicated reporter from the main station was fiddling with the camera, and several guards were scattered at the entrances with serious expressions.

  The closest one was a stern-looking man. He was good-looking, and Bo Lianye couldn't help but take another look.

   Sensing her gaze, the man looked sideways.

  Bo Lianye's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly lowered her gaze.

   Today, the wind is relatively strong, and the sun is white. Bo Lianye raised her hand and brushed a strand of hair that was scraped on her cheek behind her ear.

  In the blue sky, a helicopter slowly landed on the tarmac.

  At the same time, Bo Lianye saw Qu Lanting walking over accompanied by his secretary.

  Bo Lianye narrowed her eyes, it seemed that the Sangluo King had such a high status that Qu Lanting could come here in person.

  The elevator descended slowly, first four guards came down, and then the Lord Sangluo in a white robe slowly appeared.

  The wind was so strong that Bo Lianye had to squint her eyes to see clearly.

  When Lord Sang Luo walked to the hatch, he stopped, then turned around, and stretched out his right hand.

   A piece of catkin fell into the palm of the king, and then, a woman came to his side.

  Joe Shuangshuang covered her mouth excitedly, and said in a low voice, "I guessed right, he really brought the saint."

  The two walked down the stairs slowly, and then exchanged polite greetings with Qu Lanting.

  Camera The camera kept "clicking" beside it, recording this historic scene.

  Bo Lianye stood behind Qu Lanting with a distance of two people. When the two were talking, she secretly looked at Lord Sangluo, and was surprised.

  The Lord Sang Luo was younger than she thought, and her appearance surprised her even more.

  A pair of azure blue eyes are as charming as the deep sea.

  She really didn't expect that the rumored Lord Sangluo would have such a handsome appearance, with an oriental charm, a particularly tall nose but full of heroism, full of gentle attack power.

  Bo Lianye couldn't ignore the woman beside him, wearing a long white dress, spotless.

   Such white color reminded Bo Lianye of someone, and made her feel a little uncomfortable.

   Then a sarcasm flashed in his eyes, how could it be possible, this saint was born noble, she is the future empress, Ming Jing is just a wild child of unknown origin, how can the two be the same.

The woman wears a crown of ice and snow on her head, with black hair pouring down, behind the ear of the crown is a veil belt, the delicate white veil completely covers the woman's face, and the jewels falling from the crown are like tassels. The woman's forehead was covered with ice and snow, and those eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, pure and mysterious.

The woman stood quietly beside the Lord Sangluo, the wind blew her skirt and veil, under the sunlight, the diamonds on her head reflected a cold light, the beauty was dreamlike, as if she was about to take a ride in the next moment. The wind returns.

  Her silence will not let anyone ignore her. On the contrary, almost everyone's eyes are focused on her. After the reporter was amazed, the camera continued to shoot at her.

  Bo Lianye was so shocked that she lost her voice, why did this saint give her a very familiar feeling.

   No… no way.

  Qu Lanting and Lord Sangluo walked in front, the saint was a step behind, Bo Lianye stared at her back.

  A long tassel-like jewelry belt falls from the back of the crown, which complements the woman's black hair, making the slender figure even more ethereal.

  Bo Lianye frowned.

  Master Sangluo and the Holy Maiden took a special car to the hotel, while Qiao Shuangshuang and Bo Lianye took the car behind. As soon as they got in the car, Qiao Shuangshuang was very excited.

   "Master Sangluo is even more handsome than I imagined, but the most amazing thing to me is the saint. Although I can't see her face, her temperament is really intoxicating. She must be a big beauty."

  Bo Lianye said coldly: "Be quiet, you are disturbing me."

  Joe Shuangshuang glanced at her, pursed her lips and stopped talking, looking down at her phone.

   Arriving at the hotel dedicated to receiving missions, Lord Sangluo and the saint returned to the room to rest, while Bo Lianye and Qiao both stood in the corridor and waited.

  Eight guards controlled the entire corridor, everyone looked serious and cold, and looked extremely powerful.

  Joe Shuangshuang came to a guard. She remembered that the guard was with the saint, so she must be her personal guard.

  Before she got close, the guard raised his hand fiercely, and the long sword was unsheathed, with a cold light.

  A pair of sharp eyes stared at her coldly.

Qiao Shuangshuang was taken aback: "I... I am from the reception team. My name is Qiao Shuangshuang. During the period when the Lord and the Holy Maiden were in Jingzhou, another girl and I were in charge of the lives of the Lord and the Holy Maiden. You can do whatever you need. Call me, and I will help you solve it." Qiao Shuangshuang spoke Shenduyu, and she was extremely talented in language.

  The guard pursed his thin lips, and when he heard that she was from the reception group, his expression softened slightly.

   "You guys, stay aside, the saint likes to be quiet."

   "Tian Wu." A cold voice sounded.

  Tian Wu's expression immediately became respectful.

  Joe Shuangshuang saw a young man approaching, and roared wildly in his heart, why are all the handsome men in Shenduguo.

   "I'm sorry Miss Qiao, I'm on guard duty, I hope you don't care."

   "I don't care, of course I don't care... huh?"

   Qiao Shuangshuang raised her head suddenly: "You...you speak Chinese so well?"

  The man has an exquisite mixed-race face, fair skin to blue-purple capillaries are clearly visible, a pair of blue eyes are deep and cold, a bit inhuman.

   But he is very polite and a gentleman.

  The man nodded: "A little bit."

   "Tian Wu." The man turned his head and taught the guard who had just brightened his sword: "Don't be disrespectful to the ladies in the reception group, you all remember."

  The eight guards all responded.

  Joe Shuangshuang was shocked.

  The man nodded to Qiao Shuangshuang, then walked over and knocked on the door of the saint's room, and a cold voice came indistinctly.

"Enter."

  The man pushed the door and walked in.

   Not long after, the man came out and closed the door again. Qiao Shuangshuang walked over immediately: "It's time for dinner. Do you have any taboos for the Lord and the Holy Maiden? Here is the menu."

There are two menus, one belongs to the lord and the other is for the saint. If you tick the items you want to eat, she will pick them up and deliver them. Originally, she and Bo Lianye were just doing these trivial things. things.

  The man left a message and waited a moment, the king's part was ordered by the guards to send it in, and the saint's part, he lowered his head and carefully checked it with his pen.

  The lord's food list was sent out, and the saint's food list was also checked.

  Joe took it with both hands, his eyes curved: "The food for the guards will be delivered by the staff. Do you have any taboos? I can remind you."

  The man shook his head: "Thank you."

  Although this person was polite, his expression was really cold, so Qiao Shuangshuang hurriedly took the food order and left.

  Bo Lianye stood still and was pulled by Qiao Shuangshuang before leaving.

  At the elevator entrance, Bo Lianye met the handsome guards she had seen on the tarmac before. They were senior guards who specialize in protecting the safety of the King and the Holy Maiden.

   "Commander." Tian Wu glanced in the direction of the elevator, with a vigilant expression: "There is something wrong with that person."

   Suzaku glanced lightly, then looked away: "Don't worry about him, just do your job well."

  Tian Wu lowered his head: "Yes."

  Joe Shuangshuang stepped out of the elevator and saw a young woman in a court dress, standing on the ground with a hesitant expression.

   Qiao Shuangshuang recognized the woman at a glance, and she quickly stepped forward: "Princess Landa, do you need help?"

  Bo Lianye's eyes widened in surprise. This bright-looking woman is Princess Landa.

  Princess Landa's reputation internationally is very famous, even if she doesn't pay attention to it, Bo Lianye has heard of it.

  Landa frowned, and said coldly, "Are you the envoys of Shendu Kingdom?"

  The sizing eyes made Bo Lianye very uncomfortable, as if in the eyes of this princess, they were like ants.

   "Yes, Your Royal Highness."

  Landa glanced at the food list in Joe's hands, wanted to say something, held back, turned and left while stepping on her high heels.

  The two looked at each other, but they didn't understand what the princess wanted to do.

   On the second night, there will be a state banquet of the highest standard in Peony Flower Hall, and diplomatic missions from all over the world will participate.

  As the reception envoy, Bo Lianye first went to the Peony Flower Hall to make preparations. The place is too big, and it is easy to get lost if you are not careful.

   "Lotus leaf." Zhao Qing was very happy to see her.

  Bo Lianye glanced around, there was an endless stream of waiters, no one dared to whisper to each other, and they all performed their duties seriously.

  Bo Lianye pulled her into a corner: "Why are you here?"

   "I came here with Lord Qing Luo. Lord Qing Luo is very easy-going and doesn't have so many rules. He even let me play around casually."

  Bo Lianye frowned and looked at her: "You can't be so naive, can you?"

"Oh, by the way, I remember you are interested in Buddhism, right? I always read a Buddhist scripture with my hands. Let me tell you, the Lord of the Qing Dynasty is also a Buddhist. I heard that this time he brought an eminent monk from their country to exchange ideas. .”

  Bo Lianye's eyes moved, and she almost forgot that the whole country of Qingluo believed in Buddhism, and the king of Qingluo was the biggest Buddhist.

   "Is the eminent monk who came here called You Pojin?"

  Zhao Qing said in surprise: "How do you know?"

  Bo Lianye's eyes showed a hint of complacency. Song Qiurui forced her to memorize a lot of materials back then. How could she not know that this generation of eminent monk You Pojin of the Qing Luo Kingdom is also the national teacher of the Qing Luo Kingdom, and his status is only under the king.

  Bo Lianye suddenly grabbed Zhao Qing's hands, and said excitedly: "To tell you the truth, I am actually an admirer of the eminent monk Youpojin. As long as I can see him, my life will be complete."

   "This... this is not good."

  Bo Lianye's eyes were too sincere, Zhao Qing gritted her teeth: "Okay, I'll take you there, but I can only take a sneak peek. If we are found out, we will be miserable."

   "I'll be very careful."

  Zhao Qing took her to the Vanilla Hall, where the missions from various countries rest temporarily.

  The guard at the gate saw that it was Zhao Qing, and remembered that the king praised her for being smart, so the guard didn't stop her.

  Just reminded: "Mr. Cheng and Mrs. Cheng are chatting with the king and eminent monk."

  Zhao Qing said: "I see, the lord just wanted to drink our country's Tieguanyin. I brewed it and brought it to the lord. I won't disturb them."

Bo Lianye walked in breathlessly, and saw that the Lord of Qing Luo was discussing Buddhist scriptures with Mrs. Cheng. Mrs. Cheng spoke calmly, and naturally asked the Lord of Qing Luo for advice when she was puzzled. Mr. Cheng was watching her tenderly from the side. , while the eminent monk You Pojin closed his eyes and fell into meditation.

  When Bo Lianye heard that they were discussing the Jinchuan Sutra, she couldn't help but get excited.

  At this time, she thanked Song Qiurui for forcing her to recite so many Buddhist scriptures, so that she could read them at any time.

  "The Jinchuan Sutra is known as the king of all sutras, which combines the essence of many Theravada Buddhist protection sutras. It also implies complicated and profound meditation methods. By reciting the sutras, you can get the protection of the Three Jewels."

  A confident voice cut into the conversation between the two.

   Zhao Qing reacted, and everyone was frightened.

   Regretted helping Bo Lianye so much, she might get out of here.

  Lord Qing Luo and Mr. Cheng and Mrs. Cheng turned their heads to look at the same time.

  Seeing that it was Bo Lianye, Mrs. Cheng's eyes instantly turned cold.

   What kind of occasion is this, allowing her to show off.

  Just as he was about to order someone to take her out, the King of Qing Luo spoke with great interest.

   "I am so surprised that this beautiful lady also understands Buddhist scriptures, Madam Cheng."

  Zheng Xuanyi maintained a perfect smile, but her eyes were extremely cold.

  Bo Lianye has considerable confidence in herself. She took a step closer and said with a smile: "Lord Qingluo, junior Bo Lianye, has practiced Buddhism since childhood, and got Master Kurong to prophesy the destiny Buddha girl."

  Lord Qing Luo raised his eyebrows, and the interest in his eyes grew stronger.

  The look in his eyes seemed to say, it really didn't take much effort.

   At this moment, the eminent monk You Pojin who had been meditating with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of eyes as deep as an ancient well fell on Bo Lianye.

  (end of this chapter)