Chapter 119 I Grow Old with the Holy Monk (2)
With nothing to lean on, Sang Tian instantly lost her balance and fell down.
When Sang Tian thought that she, a princess, was about to fall down in front of everyone, a strong scent of sandalwood wafted in her face, and a hand as white as cream came through her waist, holding her waist to steady her body.
When Sang Tian raised her eyes, she saw a pair of eyes that were so deep that they seemed to be able to contain everything in the world, sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes, a high nose bridge, and pink thin lips with a hint of coolness. A corner of her crimson cassock was blown up by the wind and brushed across her forehead, leaving a hint of fragrance. Her holy and noble appearance made others stay away from her.
The look he gave her was cold and indifferent, his heart as calm as still water. Sang Tian felt that looking at him any longer would be a blasphemy to him, so she quickly withdrew her gaze and stood firm.
Guan Yi held the Buddhist beads in front of his chest, his figure was as slender as a bamboo. Standing among the people, he was like a Buddha with compassion for all living beings, and his eyes were full of pity when he looked at everyone.
He bowed slightly to Sang Tian and said, "Your Highness, be careful. Amitabha."
This simple sentence lingered in Sang Tian's ears for a long time, and her heart seemed to stop beating for a few seconds the moment Guan Yi opened his mouth.
Sang Tian suppressed the throbbing in her heart and took a step back.
The onlookers also looked at Guanyi with pious eyes, with their hands clasped together, begging for the holy monk to bring blessings in the new year.
Seeing Yi so handsome, the women and children present had no other thoughts in their eyes, they all seemed to be looking at the god or Buddha who could save them.
Surrounded by everyone, Guanyi and the emperor went up to the prayer platform together.
As soon as the prayer began, the sky, which was originally covered with dark clouds, suddenly became clear, and the sun came out. A ray of holy light shone on the earth and on everyone.
Sang Tian stood in the bustling crowd and looked up at the man standing on the prayer platform.
He is a holy monk in the eyes of the world, a pure and flawless living Buddha. Would it be a good thing to really pull him down from the altar? He should have been standing there saving all living beings.
Sang Tian's mind was in a mess when suddenly her shoulder was tapped lightly. She turned her head to look over.
Xia Qingli stood beside her, panting, explaining why he suddenly disappeared just now.
Xia Qingli is worthy of being the first princess of Yue Kingdom. Even though she is breathing heavily, her noble temperament remains unchanged and makes her look even more radiant and charming.
"It's rare for common people to see the holy monk, so they were quite enthusiastic. I was scattered just now and was taken away before I could find you. Fortunately, Guard Fang was there to protect me."
Following Xia Qingli's line of sight, Sang Tian looked over and saw a man wearing armor and holding a sword standing not far away. His serious expression was scary and the people around him also stayed away from him.
But Sang Tian found that something was wrong with Xia Qingli. Whenever she looked at the guard Fang, a blush would appear on her fair face, and she looked like an amorous young lady.
Sang Tian guessed it immediately that Xia Qingli, the eldest princess of Yue State, actually fell in love with a guard.
After the blessing was over, the emperor took Guan Yi and quickly left under the escort of the guards.
The people behind him cheered and shouted Guanyi's Buddhist name.
Xia Qingli and Sang Tian returned to the palace under the escort of Guard Fang. Along the way, Xia Qingli couldn't hide her thoughts at all, and she kept secretly glancing at Guard Fang who was walking outside the carriage.
Sang Tian also looked over.
Guard Fang has a handsome appearance, except that he is a little darker and has a noticeable scar at the corner of his eye.
Sang Tian leaned over and whispered in Xia Qingli's ear with ill intentions: "Do you like him?"
Xia Qingli looked away guiltily, as if his secrets had been exposed. He didn't even bother to be polite and lightly hit Sang Tian on the shoulder, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't let others hear it!"