Chapter 124 I Grow Old with the Holy Monk (7)
Sang Tian, Guangde and Hongshan played in the small garden of the temple for a while, and it was completely dark when they returned.
Sang Tian could only sit at the table, turn on the light and write frantically.
Outside the house, there were bursts of cicada chirping sounds, which quietly slipped into Sang Tian's house with the evening breeze and accompanied her.
She didn't stop writing until midnight, and she felt a little flustered as she looked at the somewhat scribbled scriptures.
She was in a hurry to finish writing and her mind was still not at peace.
She thought that Guan Yi would not blame her on the first day, after all, she was not good at writing scriptures.
Thinking of this, Sang Tian jumped onto the bed.
Early the next morning, the young monk beside Guanyi was waiting at the door of the bamboo house, and went to greet Sang Tian when he saw her.
"Your Highness, the holy monk is already waiting for you in the scripture room."
Sang Tian nodded and thanked him softly.
Soon Sang Tian followed the little monk to the scripture room, from which the sound of Guan Yi chanting in Sanskrit could be heard.
The young monk stopped and made a gesture of invitation to Sang Tian. Sang Tian took the blessing scripture and went over and gently knocked on the door.
"Enter."
Sang Tian looked back at the little monk, only to find that he had already left.
Sang Tian slowly opened the door and walked in. Guan Yi was sitting at the table with his eyes closed, and an open scripture was placed in front of him.
Hearing the footsteps, Guan Yi opened his eyes and looked at Sang Tian.
His eyes stayed on her for only a moment before they moved to the written scripture in her hand. He then extended his hand and motioned for her to take it.
Sang Tian took a step forward uneasily and handed over the rice paper with the scripture written on it.
She just stood aside and looked at Guan Yi quietly.
If Guan Yi were not a monk, he would truly be the most handsome man in the Kingdom of Yue.
His face was as pure and white as a piece of lustrous unpolished jade, and his whole body exuded an otherworldly temperament. He was wearing a cassock made of white glazed rust, which was coated with a layer of golden light under the sunlight.
When the sunlight shone on him, it was as if he was covered with layers of Buddha's light, making it impossible for people to approach him.
Her gentle brows wrinkled slightly when she saw the prayer text written by Sang Tian.
Sang Tian's heart skipped a beat as she saw Guan Yi's increasingly ugly expression. The next second, Guan Yi raised his eyes and looked straight at her.
Her slightly uneasy expression was reflected in her amber eyes.
"Princess, did you really listen to what I said? I told you that if you don't accept the punishment sincerely, it will be the eldest princess."
Every word Guan Yi said was spoken with seriousness.
Xia Qingli's pale but smiling face appeared in Sang Tian's mind, and she felt extremely guilty.
She took a step forward and apologized to Guanyi, with a hint of tears in her voice.
Guan Yi sighed lightly, put the scriptures down on the table, took out a few sheets of rice paper and spread them flat on the small table on the other side.
"Your Highness, you will write here every day from now on. Praying for blessings is a serious matter and you must not take it lightly."
Naturally, Sang Tian would not refuse such a good thing, and immediately nodded and agreed.
Sang Tian walked over obediently, sat down and started writing.
Guan Yi glanced at Sang Tian, shook his head, turned around, sat back and closed his eyes.
As soon as Sang Tian finished writing, she happily raised the corners of her lips and two dimples immediately popped out.
She looked at Guanyi who still had his eyes closed and finally decided not to disturb him. She put the written scriptures neatly aside and then lay down and stared at Guanyi.
As Sang Tian watched, she felt her eyes grow heavy, and soon she fell asleep on the table.
Guan Yi, who hadn't heard any sound for a long time, opened his eyes and saw Sang Tian's sleeping face.
Guanyi stood up and walked over to pick up the prayer text written by Sang Tian and examined it carefully.
The woman's neat and beautiful handwriting was not at all as sloppy as the one she had just handed in.
Guan Yi's gaze shifted to Sang Tian's face, and he slowly placed the scripture into a black wooden box.
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