The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

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, the bad news came.

She was blocked.

Yu Dawei sighed.

Over the years, he has discovered many female stars, but he will never meet another one like Su Yinci.

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

Hence the 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 most generous terms, which was almost a backlash.

"Sorry, I've already signed the company."

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

So discerning.

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

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

It cannot be said that the entertainment company is now a leader in the industry. It is really incredible that it has developed to such a scale in a short period of time. It is not that they have not been excluded by their peers, but those companies that have been excluded have basically disappeared silently.

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 methods.

Join forces to 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. 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 was really ready to go back to farming.

Xun Lei's company has a long history. At the beginning, it specialized in making records. It was only later that the music scene 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 stuffy?"

"fine."

"Will being an agent be overqualified?"

"Won't."

"How long have you known Ming Jing?"

"That's a long story..."

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

Sure enough, she is worthy of being 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 other side, and smiled softly, not just making people feel refreshed, but scalp numb.

"Before Ming Jing was twelve years old, he never went down Mount Paektu, 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 bloody 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."

Su Yinci said with a gentle smile on her 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?"

Yeying trembled 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 mission to go undercover next to Ran Bowen and assassinate him. Two years later, Jiang Yu successfully killed Ran Bowen in an abandoned warehouse in Jingzhou. Jiang Chunlan immediately carried out a plan to kill her."

A few words outline a woman's thrilling life.

Nighthawk tightly clenched the hand hanging by his side.

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

Nighthawk looked up suddenly.

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

One word at a time, as if speaking to heaven and earth, to fate.

"Jiang Yu is my savior."

——

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

Outside the wooden window, the afterglow of the setting sun sheds a little 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 the matter? 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 a little 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 eliminate calamity, but also accomplish great things.”

"Of course it's impossible for my mother to agree, and she 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 her heart. Even Ming Jing never said it, for fear of bringing back her 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 drops sharply.

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 China, 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 did not forget about scientific research, and devoted all the rest of his time to the laboratory, supported by theory and scientific research, which made him once again cause a sensation 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 and continue to contribute to national scientific research.

This is the greatest honor for a medical student.

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 China, honorary academician of the National Academy of Sciences, 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.

After finishing 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.

The 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 stand high above the others, but personally led the graduate students. The news came out that the medical school was about to fight for the two places for his graduate students.

No matter how indifferent to fame and wealth, people could not stand this huge temptation, and a whole academy was overwhelmed.

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 some big star had come.

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

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

Bo Lianye hooked her lips: "Celebrities, most of them have no culture, how much vision can we 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, how did I forget that he gave a speech at our school today."

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

When she turned 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. Don't blame me if you don't get your signature."

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

Bo Lianye stood where she was, looking at the crowd ahead with complicated eyes.

From time to time, someone ran past me, and was suddenly bumped by someone. The person said sorry without looking back, and disappeared without a trace.

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

The day after his father was kicked out of Bo's house, his father was transferred to a small county in Qianzhou. 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.

Talking about the transfer of officials like this, she really can't get involved as an old woman.

In order to make up for her guilt, Mrs. Zheng treated her very well. What she got in the Zheng family was the same as that of Zheng Lingyu, 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, her influence in the entertainment industry is still the same, even more than it was twenty years ago.

This couple is maddeningly jealous.

Why did they get kicked out of Bo's house in embarrassment, but their husband and wife lived happily ever after.

A layer of gloom gradually filled the bottom of Bo Lianye'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 again, only to find that she was blocked.

What a 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 understood that Ming Jing was not easy to control, but she was able to become a puppet willingly.

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

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

"Of course weeds must be cut by the roots, you don't know her..."

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

Song Qiurui smiled: "Your thinking has entered a dead end. As long as it proves that she cannot 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 thinks highly of her. If you make a rash move, you may get burned. Don't do stupid things at this critical moment."

Bo Lianye lowered her head obediently: "What you taught me is that I'm 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 she must not be able 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 seeing Song Qiurui's promise now, she couldn't help becoming suspicious.

"If she's 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.

This 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 walked in with a guitar on his shoulder.

Seeing Bo Yuxun in the elevator, the man 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.

Looking at the elevator doors closing gradually, Bo Yuxun sighed softly.

The child blocked a shot for Ming Jing 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 happy is it to have someone you love in this world, to have a reliable man like Qu Feitai 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 in the future.

When Bo Yuxun got home, he got into the kitchen. 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 on the lips.

Sighing: "You are doing this to make me a fool."

The eyes fell on the large expanse of spring light on the chest, and 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 little temper was the same as back then, which made 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 perfumed 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 started to fight.

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 returns home, he won't be able to eat instant noodles every day.

On the contrary, Su Yinci was the one who opened his mouth and waited for food every day.

"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 pruned flower branches into a glazed vase.

Qu Fei washed the fruit under the 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. Uncle is proud of you if you can keep your original intentions. Use 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 never change."

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 (false age), which is the best age in life, but it seems that he has experienced thousands of sails, which makes people feel distressed.

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

"Auntie, the new movie you and Director Yu are cooperating with has already wrapped up. Yesterday, Director Yu asked me to invite me to sing."

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."

All three of them laughed.

Bo Yuxun looked at Qu Feitai who was in full bloom 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 let out a long sigh.

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

——

In May, Jiang Chunlan was tried in secret.

All her sins are published one by one.

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

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

It was a sunny day.

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

She looked at the sun above her head almost greedily, with tears in her eyes.

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

With a "bang" gunshot, the bird ran away.

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.

——

In July, Jingzhou became lively.

The National Day is coming, and it is an integer number of National Day, which has 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.

Such a reception of the highest standard will be the thickest stroke in the resume book, and countless people have scratched their heads.

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

Naturally, Bo Lianye 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, and she needs to work very hard to maintain her grades without 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 .

When 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 the members of the reception group had to undergo a three-month training, including etiquette classes, language classes, and even flower arrangement and equestrian skills. Fortunately, Bo Lianye came from the Bo family, and these things were learned from a young age, and they quickly stood out among this 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 lottery holder 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 a thousand people, and it was densely packed with students. These are almost the best talents in the country, and they are also the hope of the country's future.

The students whose names are called walk up 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 usually 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."

Lowering 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 time, 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 sticks 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  …”

God country?

Bo Lianye was very helpless, she had never even heard of this country, and it was as unpopular as the air in it.

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

The more I watched, the more irritable I became.

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

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Zhao Qing didn't say anything more.

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, and we will be a team from now on."

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."

Qiao 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.

Qiao 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, no ordinary person could sit here.

Qiao Shuangshuang knew what she was thinking just by looking at her, and said with a smile: "Don't underestimate this country, if you have a deeper 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 eye.

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."

Bo Lianye is like listening to a book from heaven.

"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 being 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 be prepared. 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 has just regained power, if he marries the saint, won't he repeat the same mistakes?"

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

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

Qiao Shuangshuang's eyes were 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. 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."

Qiao Shuangshuang was full of energy, and infected even the thin lotus leaves.

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

Both Bo Lianye and Qiao put on the uniforms of the reception group and took a special car to the airport, accompanied by two special security cars.

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

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

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

When they arrived 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 the one who takes care of the 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, have never seen the world.

Bo Lianye looked up.

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

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, the sun is white, and Bo Lianye raises her hand to brush a strand of hair that has been 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 Sang Luo 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's hand, and immediately after, a woman came to his side.

Qiao 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.

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

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

Lord Sangluo was younger than she thought, and her appearance surprised her even more.

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

She really didn't expect that the rumored Lord Sangluo would be so handsome, 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.

This 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 on the same level.

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 make 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 couldn't speak, why did this saint give her a very familiar feeling.

No... absolutely impossible.

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

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

Bo Lianye frowned.

Lord 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 one who surprised me the most 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're disturbing me."

Qiao 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.

Qiao Shuangshuang came to a guard. She remembered that this 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, and the cold light was menacing.

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. If you have something to do, please help me." You can come to 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 and go, the saint likes to be quiet."

"Tian Wu." A cold voice sounded.

Tian Wu's expression immediately changed to respectful.

Seeing a young man approaching, Qiao Shuangshuang roared wildly in his heart, why are all the handsome men in Shenduguo.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Qiao, I'm on duty as a guard, I hope you don't mind."

"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, with fair to bluish-purple capillaries clearly visible, and a pair of blue eyes that are deep and cold, with a somewhat inhuman taste.

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 agreed.

Qiao 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 lord's part ordered the guards to send it in, and the saint's part, he lowered his head and carefully checked it with his pen.

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

Qiao took it with both hands, his eyes curved: "The guard's meals 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 he had seen on the tarmac before. They were high-level 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."

Qiao Shuangshuang walked 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.

The international reputation of Princess Landa 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?"

That scrutinizing look 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 the 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 one is not careful. After Bo Lianye checked the pass and was identified by the pupils, he was able to enter the flower hall.

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

Bo Lianye looked 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 with Lord Qingluo. Lord Qingluo 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 revealed a smug look. 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 below the king's.

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

"This...isn't that 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 door 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 the 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 Qingluo was discussing the Buddhist scriptures with Mrs. Cheng. Mrs. Cheng spoke calmly, and naturally asked the Lord Qingluo for advice when she talked about something she didn't understand. Mr. Cheng watched 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 ten thousand scriptures. It combines the essence of many Theravada Buddhist guardian scriptures. It also implies complicated and profound meditation methods. By reciting the scriptures, you can get the protection of the Three Jewels."

A confident voice broke into the conversation between the two.

When Zhao Qing came to her senses, everyone was frightened.

She 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 Lord Qing Luo spoke with great interest.

"This beautiful lady also understands Buddhist scriptures, Mrs. Cheng, I'm really surprised."

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

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

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

That look 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.