Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Wu Zetian from Another Book

The sound of knocking on the door and the sound of flowers blooming slammed into the eardrums of Shen Xuan and Wang Jian at the same time. The two exchanged a look, and then they aimed at the flail flower at the same time and swooped. The moment she touched the petals, Shen Xuan's whole body suddenly seemed to be caught in a cycle of time and space, dizzy, her body seemed to be torn into two halves, and then shredded into pieces by a meat grinder. Wow, what brand of flower is this, why is it so perverted.There was no pain, but that pulling and splitting feeling was so real. In a trance, Shen Xuan felt as if she had traveled through the torrent of time and space and returned to modern times, back to her doghouse in the 21st century.

But just when Shen Xuan stretched out her fingers to touch the objects around her, she suddenly woke up. Her fingers were still so white and transparent, her clothes were still peony silk brocade skirts worth hundreds of millions, and the scenery she was familiar with was still in front of her eyes. Wang Jian next to him felt almost the same way. The first reaction of the two people who woke up was to reach out for the flower, but when they emptied their fingers, the flower just disappeared in a puff of white smoke just like what they saw in the Empress Changsun. . Shen Xuan and Wang Jian were dumbfounded.

Is this a successful wish or not? Could it be that God destined them to live in misery for the rest of their lives? Just when Shen Xuan and Wang Jian were in a trance, the door was opened, and a group of women's soldiers killed in a mighty manner. Recently, it seemed that the Allied Forces of Eight Nations were marching into Beijing, but Shen Xuan was not in the mood to pay attention to these things at all, but Aiming at a certain part of Wang Jian with hopeful eyes, he asked expectantly, "Do you have it?" Wang Jian fell to the ground, his face was pale, and his eyes were staring forward in a daze.Shen Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and sure enough, Wang Jian shook his head tragically.

"Impossible!" Shen Xuan struggled, reaching out her hand and intending to test it herself. Wang Jian was completely hopeless, and his body was numb and motionless, showing an expression ten thousand times more tragic than before, "Can't my own organs feel it?" Shen Xuan's hand just stopped in mid-air, and with a "plop", two sparkling red hearts full of hope were thrown into the abyss. It's over, it's over.Shen Xuan and Wang Jian couldn't understand, they clearly felt it just now, but why didn't it work?Why? !Why? !Why? !Is this potted flower a fake and shoddy product?If they were in modern times, they could still dial 315, but in the Tang Dynasty, what could they do?Could it be that he ran to challenge that monk?

"I want to go home!" Shen Xuan's legs softened, she sat down on the ground and began to cry loudly, Wang Jian's face also shed two lines of male tears, and the two troubled brothers hugged their heads and cried together . Seeing Shen Xuan crying, Fang Yiai started to cry too.The three of them cried together. It doesn't matter if they cry, the women soldiers who rushed in just now were dumbfounded, they looked at each other, not knowing what to do.All the scripts that had been brewing were strangled in their stomachs by this unexpected scene, which made them extremely painful, but they still had to seriously think about how to solve this situation.

There has never been such an example in history that the princess cried in a mess the second day after she married into her own house, arguing to go back to the palace.The old man's wives had a headache, and began to reflect on whether their own mother-in-laws were too harsh.The words of accusation were swallowed back into the stomach, and turned into good words of persuasion, anyway, let's stop the tears first. But Shen Xuan, who was immersed in grief and despair, was crying into the scene at this time, and couldn't hear anything. Fang Yiai cried more and more sadly.He firmly remembered what Shen Xuan wrote in the family rules - when his wife cries, he will cry even more sadly, so he is working hard to shed tears, not to mention, he is really sad, for him, There is nothing more sad in this world than seeing your sweetheart shed tears.

In the end, even Wang Jian failed to find a breakthrough, and Fang Xuanling's wives had no choice but to shift their strategy first.So a vigorous criticism meeting started with such a great momentum, and then ended quietly without any response from Party B. After crying for most of the night, the two of them finally got tired of crying and stopped. "Water." Shen Xuan yelled at Wang Jian in a hoarse voice. As soon as the voice came out, both of them were startled. The voice was like fingernails scraping glass, tearing and tearing, sharp and ear-piercing. "Your voice..." Wang Jiangang said four words and stopped talking. His voice was not much better than Shen Xuan's.

At this time, a glass of water was placed in front of Shen Xuan, she looked up and saw that it was Fang Yiai.Ignoring the question of why he was here, Shen Xuan drank the water as soon as she grabbed it. After three glasses of water, her throat finally got better.On the other side, Wang Jian, who was not being served, picked up the kettle and poured it vigorously. "Princess, are you homesick?" "Homesick?" Shen Xuan obviously didn't understand why Fang Yiai suddenly asked such a question.But after receiving Wang Jian's suggestive look, he still nodded. "Then, I'll accompany you back tomorrow, so don't be sad."

"Thank you..." Shen Xuan stared blankly at Fang Yiai's face, which was more sorrowful and worried than herself, and tried hard to think, why was he sad that he was sad to be with an old man with a white beard who was uglier than him? It was still Wang Jian who was clear-headed and quick to respond. He sent Fang Yiai to the door, made a gesture of asking for early tomorrow, and said seriously, "The princess is in a bad mood today and needs to rest. Let's talk about tomorrow if you have anything to do." When it was over, she closed the door without waiting for Fang Yiai's reaction, ran to Shen Xuan's side, and said with a deep expression, "I suddenly thought of a possibility."

"What is it possible?" Shen Xuan was not interested, she was only sad for her own future now, Bianji was old, ugly and poor, she didn't know how to bring up even a little bit of sexual interest to him. What's more, Shen Xuan was deeply worried, he is so old, can he still have that function?It is estimated that his physiological organs are of no use other than peeing.If this is the case, then no matter how hard you try, it will be in vain.In ancient times, there was no Viagra for sale. "My dick hasn't changed back, but that doesn't mean your Tang Sanzang hasn't turned into a monk Bianji."

"What do you mean?" Shen Xuan was confused. Could it be that the flakes still selectively fulfill their wishes?Wang Jian's character is too bad, so Hua Hua decided not to kill him? "I mean, think about it, how many flowers bloomed just now?" "One..." Shen Xuan replied in a daze, and then her mind became clear, "You mean, a single flower can only fulfill one wish? And that wish is mine?" Even though he was very reluctant, Wang Jian still nodded. "Quick, quick, quick." Shen Xuan jumped up as if she was fully charged, and rushed outside with her head sullen, "Let's go see if they have successfully swapped." A minute later, in the back alley of Fangfu, a simple carriage drove our team of 2 through the temple at the speed of light. God, Buddha, angels, Virgin Mary, Cupid, bless us! Under Shen Xuan's urging, the carriage drove like crazy on the stone road.When they arrived outside the temple, before they could stop, Shen Xuan jumped down with her skirt in hand. Wang Jian looked terrified, her face was ashen, and she almost yelled, dial 120!Fortunately, Shen Xuan's skills have long been tempered by the two people's series of legendary experiences to become a first-class master, and it is still very easy to jump into a carriage. Seeing Shen Xuan's high skill landing safely, Wang Jian heaved a sigh of relief and jumped down too. The two people who are eager to know the truth have forgotten that the temple is obviously not a modern 24-hour convenience store, which is open whenever you go.When they got to the door, the scarlet door was closed tightly. "What should I do?" Wang Jian looked at the height of the door and thought, he couldn't jump through it. Could it be that he was looking for a dog's hole like the last time he broke into the house?I don't know if there is a dog cave in this temple. "After knocking on the door." Shen Xuan rolled her eyes at Wang Jian, with the expression that you are an idiot.Wang Jian's face froze, and he almost bit off his tongue in regret.Being a thief is so entertaining that when you encounter a level, you don't even need to press the tab keyboard to automatically switch roles. Shen Xuan lazily paid attention to the guy who was saddened by the decline in her IQ, and rushed forward regardless of the situation, and then yelled loudly after kicking, "Is there anyone! Come out to pick up the guests! "The high-octave scream swirled in the dark sky, and Lala startled several birds. Receiving guests, the word used is too creative.A row of black lines hung down from Wang Jian's head.However, this time he didn't bother to accuse her of being barbaric, and kicked her together in conjunction with her actions. The sound of "dong dong dong" rushed through the empty night.Wang Jian's desire to know the outcome of the matter was not much weaker than that of Shen Xuan. The groom was dumbfounded, he hesitated and didn't know whether to pretend he hadn't seen it, or stepped forward and said, "Princess, please rest and let the little one kick."Fortunately, time did not make him suffer for too long in front of this multiple-choice question. Under such a strong offensive, the door quickly opened with a "branch".A sleepy little monk came out and yelled at Shen Xuan and Wang Jian, "It's late at night, what are you knocking on? Do you know where this is? Do you have a little self-cultivation!" Just as Wang Jiang was about to go forward and declare his family name, Shen Xuan spoke up first, and said straightforwardly, "I'm Princess Gaoyang, I have something to see Monk Bianji, tell him to come out quickly." After speaking, he lifted his skirt and wanted to rush in.The little monk woke up half way from the shock of the words Princess Gaoyang. Wang Jian turned sideways to let him see the mark on the carriage behind him. Now the little monk was fully awake. Run to the backyard to report. If Wang Jian hadn't stopped her, Shen Xuan would have gone directly to Bian Ji's bedroom. Fortunately, she was stopped by Wang Jian in time. Wang Jian wiped his sweat and said in Shen Xuan's ear, "Are you Princess, pay attention to your image, you can't look like this." "What image should I pay attention to? I will soon have to pick up an old man with a white beard who is N times bigger than me. What image do I want?" Shen Xuan stopped in her tracks, with a constipated expression on her face, and gave Wang Jian a hard time Screaming, "I swear, if the debate machine is not successfully replaced, I must go on strike. Why can't I live my former relaxed and happy life, but come here to take on such a heavy responsibility? My old lady quit!" "If you think about it this way, asking you to pass through is an affirmation of your ability." In fact, Wang Jian felt that the hardships on himself were much greater than Shen Xuan's, and the responsibility was much heavier than hers.Shen Xuan only needs to pay attention to the historical process. In addition to the historical process, he also pays attention to Shen Xuan, and is sent by Shen Xuan.However, he also sympathizes with Shen Xuan, the courage to date an old man who can be his grandfather is not something ordinary people can have. "I'd rather give you this sure chance, do you want to do it?" Shen Xuan continued to immerse herself in her pain, staring hopelessly at the door of the backyard. "This..." Wang Jian hesitated. Being a eunuch is enough to make him feel miserable. If he is asked to change his career to become a woman, he is afraid that no matter how tough he is, he will not be able to accept it, so he just said gently, "This gender is not suitable for me. How about next time there is a male cosplay, I will definitely do it." "Next time?" Shen Xuan howled like a pig butcher into Wang Jian's ears. Her eyes were so red that they were about to bleed. One step, and in a blink of an eye, Shen Xuan's footprints had landed on his face with incomparable accuracy. "Once is bad enough, you want me to do it again!!" Shen Xuan beat and scolded, and became even angrier after scolding, and her subordinates used more force. "Wow, don't slap your face. We have to meet guests later!" Wang Jian protected his face and jumped up and down in the hall to protect himself. The tricks didn't fail, the two of them chased each other wholeheartedly, the tension, hope, loss, pain, helplessness and expectation just now all turned into air, disappeared, disappeared.As if it never existed. Such a time, until a sound of footsteps woke them up.The sound of footsteps seemed particularly thrilling in the silence of the night.The sound entered the eardrums of Shen Xuan and Wang Jian, they stopped beating, their hearts stopped beating, their breathing stopped, and they stared straight at the door of the hall like two dead bodies. Gradually, a figure in the darkness gradually, gradually from far to near, became clear on the retina, and a familiar outline was drawn out. The moment it was recognized, a scream was heard by Shen Xuan. It got stuck in her throat, and she was hit by a hammer on her chest with a thud. Shen Xuan's eyes were blackened, and she wanted to fall backwards when she shook her body. Oh my god, who is that old man Bianji who is walking towards her slowly in a monk's robe!Why, after going around in circles and trying my best, is it still him?Could it be that my ultimate goal of returning to the Tang Dynasty is to date a 60-year-old man? ! Wang Jian hurriedly stepped forward and supported her, "Don't worry, there is another one behind." there's still one?Shen Xuan cheered up and took a closer look. Sure enough, a white figure slowly appeared behind the old man with white beard, Tang Sanzang.Such an indifferent expression and handsome face remained unchanged, making Shen Xuan's heart shake for a while.Every time I saw it, it was a soul shock, ten thousand times stronger than the effect of an atomic bomb explosion.Shen Xuan was a little worried that she didn't know how many times her fragile heart could withstand such shocks. "Two people appearing together? Do you want us to do real-life multiple-choice questions?" Shen Xuan asked Wang Jian in confusion, "Did they switch?" "I don't know either." Wang Jian swallowed his saliva as he looked at the two people who appeared one after the other, "However, I think..." "What do you think?" Shen Xuan took a big breath, and then held her breath again. Wang Jian also took a breath, his eyes moved back and forth on the two monks, "Each has a 50% chance." "Go to hell!" Shen Xuan's angry Xiao Jinlian killed Wang Jian's instep again, in exchange for a face that was instantly distorted.Is there any need to be so ruthless!Wang Jian complained softly in his heart, but he also knew that this was a critical moment. If he really howled, he would probably be reduced to meat sauce by Shen Xuan's small universe. "Princess!" The old man and three or three monks approached, stood together 5 meters away, clasped their hands together and saluted Shen Xuan, "I don't know why the princess came so late." "Hey, it's like this." Wang Jian stopped and wanted to rush up to ask Shen Xuan who was the defense machine, but he lied to the two monks, "Princess, she had a dream just now and couldn't fall asleep, so she wanted to find your friend." Monk Bianji, a well-known eminent monk in the monastery, will explain his confusion. So..." "Oh." The white-bearded old man showed his original expression, and then said with a complacent expression, "Well, Bian Ji is still a little knowledgeable. Since the princess wants to interpret dreams, how about asking a poor monk to interpret them?" "Dare to ask the master's name?" Shen Xuan hung her heart, staring at the old man's mouth, and made a decision in her heart, if it wasn't the answer she wanted, she would immediately jump over and flatten him into a pig's head. At this time, Sansan, who had been following the old man all this time, spoke, her voice was still soft and warm like catkins in the breeze, and Shen Xuan's mind flickered when she blew it, "Master's name is mysterious, poor monk—Bianji." Time stopped and did not go away.Sansan... No, it's Bianji... Seeing the old man Xuan Zang and the young Bianji in front of her, Shen Xuan felt a burst of great happiness rushing towards her, and she almost couldn't hold back her screams. There was only one thought left in my mind-oh my god, it worked!It worked!My wish came true! God - what! If it wasn't for Wang Jian supporting Shen Xuan from behind, she might faint at any moment. Today's excitement was too great, it can be called magnificent and ups and downs, Shen Xuan felt a little unbearable . "It seems that you made your wish successfully." Wang Jian congratulated Shen Xuan, and couldn't help being a little jealous. Why did the two people touch the flower at the same time and make the wish at the same time, but it was Shen Xuan who succeeded.Could it be that the time travel god is patriarchal?Wang Jian felt it was unfair, but as a man, even though he had no penis for the time being, he still decided to show his generous side and not care about it. In fact, no matter how he cares about it, the fact is fixed and can never be changed. The excited Shen Xuan pinched his hand desperately, pinching Wang Jian's palm black and blue, "Don't be sad, I will definitely give you the next pot. When I soak three or three times, don't— Bian Ji. I will bring you his potted flower and make a wish to get your penis back." "Really?" Wang Jian asked pleasantly, not caring about the pain. "Yeah." Shen Xuan looked at Bian Ji, who was dressed in fluttering white clothes, with bewildered eyes, and nodded indiscriminately. But Tang Sanzang and Bian Ji looked strangely at the master and servant who had suddenly suffered from aphasia, and didn't understand why they suddenly became so weird. Bian Ji remembered this princess. That day, she ran away in panic in a sea of ​​flowers. Her frightened and dazed eyes, her pale and bloodless transparent skin, and her stumbling and chaotic steps formed a soul-stirring beauty. "Master, I don't need to bother you with such a trivial matter. We can just ask your apprentice." It means that your part of the play is over, there is nothing else for you here, and you should leave. "Not to worry, not to worry, the poor monk is also very pleased to be able to answer the princess's questions." Old man Tang was ignorant, and put on a posture of long-term resistance. He only poured a few cups of tea and served a few plates of snacks , Said we talked slowly. "I really dare not bother you with such a small matter. It's already so late. Master, you can go to rest. I believe that the apprentice you teach will be able to answer the princess's doubts very well." How sincere and sincere, seeing Tang Sanzang felt relieved for a while, and finally nodded and left. In the empty hall, only Shen Xuan, Wang Jian and the newly appointed Bian Ji were left. Bianji was still the same as in Shen Xuan's memory, standing quietly, with a smile that had never changed for thousands of years on her lips, as if she was not in this world. Walk forward foolishly, one step, two steps, getting closer and closer to Bian Ji.At the critical moment, Wang Jian pulled her sanity back, "You can't be a nympho at the critical moment, talk quickly." "What do you say? Do I love him or do I like him so I can't live without him?" Shen Xuan asked dreamily, ever since Bian Ji appeared, Shen Xuan's eyes never left Bian Ji, except for the moment when he persuaded Tang Sanzang to leave quickly. "Talk about your dreams, nightmares. If you want to confess, at least you have to wait until the lie just now is fulfilled. Otherwise, you will be betrayed." Wang Jian hates iron and steel. This bald monk just lost the chain. Last time he gave up a chance to steal flowers, but this time he couldn't even speak. "Oh..." Shen Xuan said strangely, "Why did I make it up and not you, and I didn't have a nightmare, you just make it up, and I will be responsible for cooperating with you and consulting professional advice." Speaking of this, Shen Xuan After a pause, he continued in a regretful tone, "But what I want most is to skip this link and sleep with him directly..." Just fell asleep on the debate machine?Rape a monk?Cold sweat broke out on Wang Jian's frightened head, and he whispered in Shen Xuan's ear, "Don't act recklessly. What you do is rape. Although there is no police station here, ancient people are very reserved. Throwing a handkerchief, throwing eyebrows, and writing love poems is considered bold. What if you want to scare him into a madman? There is not even a mental hospital here." "Got it, got it. I have my sense of proportion." Shen Xuan waved her little hand impatiently, and continued to stare at Bian Ji with affection. She recognized such a perfect monk even if she was a bald headed monk. "It's like this." Wang Jian said as he walked to Bianji, forming a watershed between him and Shen Xuan. He was very afraid that if Shen Xuan really became a wolf, she couldn't help but rush towards him. There is still a chance of saving this position.After standing up, Wang Jian continued to make up nonsense, referring to a horror novel he had read for the specific plot, "The princess has not been sleeping very well these days, and she always feels that someone is playing with her hair, and the slender fingers are coming from her. Passing through the hair continuously, gradually exerting force, the sound of gurgling water can be heard in the ear, it is an extremely unsmooth sound, very viscous, flowing very slowly, gradually the hair sticks into a ball, but The fingers can still move freely through the hair..." Wang Jian's tone of voice fluctuated with the progress of the story, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became. You know, he used to give speeches frequently when he was the party secretary, but since he met Shen Xuan, whose brain was not developing normally after traveling, he never spoke again. The speech is over.So Wang Jian is very excited at this moment. Just when he was about to finish the whole novel, he was interrupted by Shen Xuan, "It's almost like this, every time the dream reaches this point, I will wake up automatically, and then I can't fall asleep again. This problem I was tied up for many days, but now that I see you, Master, I have an epiphany, and I don't think I will have such a dream again in the future." Epiphany? !Wang Jian was a little dizzy and almost screamed. What the hell was this woman talking about? The topics jumped too fast. Monk Bianji obviously couldn't turn his head around the development of the situation, and stared blankly at Shen Xuan's face, which looked like the weather in June, changing very wonderfully.Shen Xuan was also very embarrassing at the moment. If she had known that she would be lucky enough to make a wish, she would put on makeup, change clothes and sprinkle some perfume before coming back. If she had more time, maybe she could even put on a mask. However, even if she was unprepared, she still decided not to give up every opportunity, and went all out to develop a relationship with Bianji. She smiled, her eyes were hazy, and she walked in front of Bianji, her face drooping 45 degrees , Wow, this is a trick that Shen Xuan saw in a fashion magazine. It is said to be the most perfect pose for a woman. Are you afraid that he won't be tempted?Thinking about it, a smile appeared on the corner of Shen Xuan's mouth. She completely forgot that due to her haste when she came out, she was casually wearing a white dress, and her hair was loose and untied.Thus, such a picture appeared in the hall, a female ghost in fluttering white clothes unsteadily floated to the side of the holy monk, lowered her head, showing a sinister smile on her face which was almost covered by her hair... It was so cold, Wang Jian shivered, rubbed his icy arms, his heart turned a thousand times, my God, did this woman finally realize that she couldn't seduce the defense and decided to change her role as Sadako to scare him into sleeping with her? once? However, Shen Xuan, who didn't notice all this, was still in the intoxication of feeling good about herself, she still pulled the corner of Bianji's clothes, and said in a sweet and greasy voice, "What should I call Master?" "Poor monk Bianji, the princess can be called by her name." Bianji was a little strange, why did the princess even ask her name when she met him, but he still answered truthfully. "Calling Bianji, Master, don't you think it's too much?" Shen Xuan gave Bianji a wink, "Why don't you call it Xiaojiji?" Xiaojiji, when the word was uttered, a monk and an eunuch in the hall all felt cold. "This title..." Bian Ji's unchanging expression began to distort, and he strongly maintained a peaceful tone and refused. "This question is not important, let's get down to business." Shen Xuan didn't give him a chance to refuse, and immediately changed the subject, "Xiaojiji, some time ago I asked the maid to deliver a letter, I wonder if you received it? " "The princess is talking about this one?" Monk Bianji pulled out "To the Oak Tree" that Shen Xuan transcribed with Shen Xuan that day from his sleeve as if by magic. "That's right. That's it." Shen Xuan was a little excited, she never thought that the debate would carry it with her, could it be that he has been secretly in love with herself?So, she looked at Bian Ji with more tender eyes, "Do you wear it every day?" "Just now I heard from little Shani that the princess is visiting, so I brought it here, just in time to discuss the art of painting with the princess." Bian Ji spread the "painting" on the table.Not carrying it with you, Shen Xuan was a little disappointed, and then she was dazed by Bian Ji's next sentence, and said hesitantly, "Painting—art?" "Yes, the princess's painting is really profound. The poor monk is studying it. Unfortunately, after many days of research, it has not been researched. It really failed the princess's expectations..." Bian Ji was still expressing his deep apology, Over there, Shen Xuan's face was already pale, and the corners of her mouth were twitching vigorously. Wang Jian acted miserable and pretended not to see it. Pooh!Shen Xuan finally couldn't hold back, her throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and she passed out successfully. "Princess." Bian Ji screamed and went up to help Shen Xuan. Wang Jian, who was closer to Shen Xuan, moved a step faster. Mi Sprint is exhausted, just rest for a while. The moon is dark and the wind is high to sleep at night, master, you go to sleep first, we will visit another day." After speaking, the man had already helped Shen Xuan back to the carriage like lightning. The carriage began to gallop on the stone road again. Wang Jian put Shen Xuan neatly on the backrest, rubbed her sore shoulders, and complained to Shen Xuan, who was pretending to be unconscious, "Stop pretending, this place is far away It's a thousand miles away." With Shen Xuan for so long, Wang Jian has already figured out her details, and when Shen Xuan fainted, he knew that she must be acting. Shen Xuan covered her eyes, lying motionless like a dead pig, groaned, and wailed in an extremely painful voice, "It's too shameful, I don't want to live. My Shen body, my Shu Ting, my "" To the Oaks" Ah!" "Don't die, you have successfully changed your defense mechanism. You should have a strong desire to survive. Work hard, work hard, and one day you will get it. You have to believe that there is no invincible saint in this world. There are only monks who persist and have ideals but are still in the hot-blooded youth for a long time. Although the degree of difficulty is a bit higher, they can still be seduced." Wang Jian clenched his fists and looked out like a revolutionary. Yuan Fang said, "I have confidence in you." He is now afraid that Shen Xuan will give up, his future, my happiness, and his flower are still waiting for her to help him. "Can't I just sleep with him?" Shen Xuan struggled, thinking fiercely, how simple and easy it is. "That's the last move, let's save it for the last. It's best to start with a gentle way first, and cultivate the relationship. Otherwise, if he is a chaste and martyr type, if he refuses to obey, we will all be finished." "Will he refuse to obey?" "No way?" "Will it be?" "No way?" "..." After a series of boring and repetitive conversations, Shen Xuan finally gave in reluctantly, nodded aggrieved, and said okay. Wang Jian wiped his sweat, took out a piece of paper and a pen and spread it out, and began to make a monk schedule for Shen Xuan, "Well, let's start with..." Wang Jian made a thoughtful movement, very deep Said, "Let's write a love letter, throw a handkerchief, and wink." boom!The banana peel in Shen Xuan's hand landed softly on Wang Jian's face successfully. Well, although these methods are very old-fashioned, they are still very practical in the initial stage of emotional development. People can't be too ambitious. So Shen Xuan nodded graciously, imitating the appearance of the president of the country, and waved her hands in approval. However, very soon, Wang Jian began to regret his proposal very much. He even thought that if he had agreed to Shen Xuan and simply raped Bianji, maybe it would not have been so painful. "Why? Why was it me who racked my brains to think about the content of the love letter? I was the one who copied it? Even the postman was me? Why? Why? Why? Why?!" Wang Jian shouted in his heart for this unfair treatment, but even more Sadly, he couldn't resist at all.Therefore, he could only pray that Bian Ji would get overwhelmed and accept Shen Xuan's pursuit. "Your figure touched me deeply at that moment, making my soul unable to escape from your side. My dear, please accept my pursuit, accept my love, let me hug you deeply, and kiss you bright and clean forehead, kissing your long soft hair..." Shen Xuan held a dozen love letters written by Wang Jian, and recited them aloud, imagining how Bianji would be moved when he saw these letters, "Wow, you are so talented, how could you come up with such a good sentence?" Wait, Shen Xuan suddenly felt that something was wrong, and looked carefully, there were three black lines hanging on her head, it was indeed her hair.Hair? Wang Jian snatched the letter back quickly, and smiled awkwardly, "Hehe, I wrote it smoothly for a while, but I forgot the goal, so I'll change it now." "Hmph." Shen Xuan snorted dissatisfied, she wrote the love letter so smoothly, from the looks of it, she knew that she was not a law-abiding guy.I don't know how many women compatriots have been harmed. Thinking about it, Shen Xuan wanted to eliminate Wang Jian on behalf of the moon. However, Shen Xuan thought about the Bianji who was still on the other side, and her will was shaken. This matter should be put on hold for the time being, and we can talk about it when it comes to Bianji. "Do you think this can work?" Shen Xuan was worried. In fact, she was not sure, because Bianji seemed to be a good monk with firm will, ideals and persistence. He was definitely not the flower monk Lu Zhishen in Water Margin. . "It's useless to worry about the future. The important thing is now. If you have time, you might as well think about what good love poems you can contribute." Wang Jian wiped his sweat and continued writing. "You asked me to recite poems?" Shen Xuan was taken aback, as if she had heard something extraordinary, "Are you sure? I have never been interested in poems. When I was in school, I never passed the silent writing test. Now I can only recite Shu Ting's "To the Oak Tree" and the moonlight in front of the bed. Do you want me to recite the moonlight in front of the bed?" "Let's forget it." Wang Jian's fingers trembled, and he accepted this tragic fact again with tears in his eyes. The love letters arrived in the hands of Bianji one by one from Fangfu's assembly line.After half a month, I felt that it was almost "reserved". In order to check and accept the results, Shen Xuan and Wang Jian jumped into the carriage again.to the temple. Before coming here, Shen Xuan carefully put on a makeup that she thought was perfect, and even curled her eyelashes with a small tool developed by herself.Looking at her beautiful and messed up self in the mirror, Shen Xuan showed a confident smile, this time, she wanted to take down the defense machine.Know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.They had already obtained Bianji's daily timetable.This time was calculated by them, and Bian Ji fixed the time for reading scriptures.Very helpful for private meetings. At the end of the field, Shen Xuan went straight to Bianji's Zen room, opened the door, and sure enough, Bianji in a white Zen robe was sitting upright, chanting scriptures without distraction, Shen Xuan tiptoed in and sat down beside him.Bian Ji didn't respond at all, it could be seen that he was very serious. If it was someone else, Shen Xuan would definitely shake her head and sigh, this guy is stupid for reciting scriptures.But when this person was replaced by Bian Ji, it was completely different.Shen Xuan just thinks that Bian Ji who is serious about reciting scriptures is more handsome and charming. No wonder Xiao S said in Kangxi Is Coming that he likes serious men. Shen Xuan thought for a while, then took a scripture from the side, and started to read it. She remembered that in a love strategy book she had read, it was written that common hobbies are a shortcut to sublimation of feelings. It seems that chanting scriptures is the hobby of Bian Ji. Now, she decided to start cultivating from now on. Shen Xuan struggled to read the traditional Chinese characters, and she didn't know if she pronounced them correctly. As for the meaning, she didn't even understand a word.What are you doing?Shen Xuan was dissatisfied, but there was nothing she could do. There was no Xinhua Bookstore here where she could directly buy vernacular or annotated editions. After a while, he glanced to the side, Bian Ji was still reading, and he didn't feel at all about her strong resentment field.Shen Xuan had no choice but to continue reading sentence by sentence. The black shadow outside the window flickered, it was Wang Jian who stayed outside to watch out for Shen Xuan. As she read and recited, Shen Xuan's eyelids gradually sank, sank, sank again, and finally succeeded in being hypnotized by the scriptures, she fell asleep lying on the bed, and her saliva flowed like a river again. When Bian Ji regained his sanity after reading the scripture, what he saw was such a picture, Princess Gaoyang curled up like a pillow, with a long silver thread hanging from her bright red mouth, and the soft and flat A pool of lakes is connected into one piece, and from time to time, she utters a dream, "Xiaojiji, come and kiss me again." Looking at Princess Gaoyang like this, Bianji's psychology is very complicated. If he is not a monk, if she is not a princess, maybe he will live happily with her for the rest of his life.However, the fact is that he is a monk and she is also a princess, so they cannot be together. There is nothing more causal than this in the world. Bian Ji closed his eyes and chanted the Buddha's name, and put a box beside Shen Xuan, which contained a love letter from her. Then he opened the door, nodded to Wang Jian, and waved his hand. Floating away with a cloud. Wang Jian, who was waiting impatiently outside, wanted to rush in several times, but when he thought that maybe Shen Xuan had successfully seduced them, maybe they were having sex, he was afraid that he would see something he shouldn't see when he went in, so he endured desperately.这下，辩机都出来了，他再没顾及的冲了进去，一看，沈萱她居然——睡的正熟？ ! “那，这算成功了还是失败了？”被王健摇醒的沈萱擦了擦嘴巴旁边的口水印，没有反应过来一脸迷茫。 “你说呢？”王健把辩机留下的那盒情书递给她。沈萱打开，里面除了原封不动退回来的，还有辩机写的一封信，上面写了几句诗，沈萱左看右看没看懂，伸手递给王健，“你翻译一下。” “意思就是，你魅力不够，人家看不上你。”王健看过一遍，有气无力的翻译完，把信递回去，对沈萱怒目而视，“你未免也太不敬业了吧？工作时间你居然来睡觉。”王健简直是痛心疾首。 “你骗人。”沈萱没有办法接受这样的结果，睁大了眼睛瞪着王健，“我今天可是整整化了六个小时的妆，别说迷一个和尚，迷一打和尚都够了。明显是你的方法不行。我们这可是追求和尚，特殊情况特殊对待，怎么能用写情书这么俗套的方式。我们要直接大胆。” 经历过这次失败，沈萱打算出绝招了。 “我们进宫。”从沈萱嘴巴里吐出的决定把王健下了一跳。 “好好的，进宫干吗？”王健有点晕。 “请皇上下圣旨。” “下圣旨？”王健觉得沈萱已经疯了，难道她想让皇上直接下旨让辩机给她睡？ “你不是被辩机的拒绝给打击到疯了吧？”王健拉着沈萱苦口婆心的劝，“你听我说，你其实还是很有魅力的，只是那个和尚有点近视，没感觉出来。我们先给他配个近视眼镜然后把你的魅力展示展示，他绝对拜倒在你的迷你裙下……” 沈萱不耐烦的甩开王健的手，怜悯的用看白痴的眼神看着王健，“你才疯了呢，我是求父皇让辩机给我讲经，这样有助于培养我们的感情，我的计划才好实施。” 还好，王健放心的呼出了一口气。两个人收拾好正打算出门，这个时候，风忽然无风自动，啪嗒一声关上了。沈萱和王健背上一凉，警惕的看着四周。发现屋子里慢慢浮现一个熟悉的身影。 “哇，鬼影老妖婆，你还敢出来？”沈萱发现是潜水很久，久到快要被自己遗忘的万年水母鬼影奶奶，夸张的叫了出来。 你以为我想出来么？鬼影奶奶愤怒的瞪了沈萱一眼，决定不说废话直奔主题，“我的体力已经恢复了，女皇培训班可以开始了。” “哦，那你去吧。”沈萱不在意的挥挥手，她现在的全部心神都在如何泡到辩机上，跟她提别的，统统没有办法刺激她的荷尔蒙分泌。 “你！”虽然不知道发生了什么事，但是感觉到自己被藐视的鬼影奶奶愤怒了。 王健感觉到老妖婆的脸色不太好，赶紧打圆场，“独孤奶奶，别介意别介意，她最近正在谈恋爱，你知道的，谈恋爱的女人一般都有点不正常。我们要理解她。” “哦……”鬼影奶奶恍然大悟，了解的点了点头，脸色缓和了下来。想当年，她也是从少女之心走过来的，当然明白，那种除了他世界就不在有颜色的感觉。 “好吧，我原谅你。”鬼影奶奶大度的挥了挥手，“培训班到底什么时候开始。” “现在，越早越好。”王健全权代表沈萱发言。 “那好，资料拿来。”鬼影奶奶伸出一只手。 “什么资料？”王健有点傻眼。 “当然是培训资料了。”鬼影奶奶拿着看白痴的眼神看着王健，“没有资料备课，我怎么去给武则天上课，开发她的女皇潜力呢？” “我们还要给你准备教材？”这次连沈萱也忍不住惊叫了，随即，把手一挥，“不找。”看来这只鬼真的是一点用处也没，沈萱和王健交换着眼神，打算直接把她收了得了。 “那武则天怎么办？”王健很担忧。 “船到桥头自然直，从现状来看，这个暂时不是我们能够改变的，估计时间到了，她自然而然就想当了。”沈萱很没责任感的说。 “你怎么能这样？”王健为自己心上人的前途问题对沈萱很不满，“不要忘了，我们可是肩负着历史的重任，万一出了差错怎么办。” “好吧，你想去给那个老妖婆准备教材就去准备好了。”沈萱翻了个白眼，“反正我泡我家小机机你也帮不上什么忙，我们分头行动。” 话说鬼影奶奶培训到底成功没有，我们看历史事实就可以知道了，而鬼影奶奶到底是怎么搞定少年武媚娘，怎么教她泡到李世民，最后做成一代女皇，那又是作者另一本小说中的故事了，这里，我们就直接奔高阳公主这条，让我们看看这个倒霉苦命的穿越公主要怎么改变命运吧！