About an hour later, the morning class was finally over.
Shen Wanqing followed daoxuan to the canteen in the temple. Although he had long thought it would be white porridge and white steamed bread, at the moment he saw it, Shen Wanqing couldn't help sighing.
Shen Wanqing picked up a white steamed bread and chewed it. At the same time, she silently observed around and found that Yan fan had not been seen at all.
Shen Wanqing hesitated, and finally turned to ask daoxuan on the other side, "well... Why didn't I see Master Yan fan come for breakfast?"
Hearing the speech, daoxuan was stunned. He said, "I was in the hall just now. Your highness should not have seen senior brother Yan fan?"
She thought for a moment, then nodded. "I don't seem to see it."
Daoxuan sighed helplessly, "it's estimated that elder martial brother Yan fan hasn't got up yet. Elder martial brother Yan fan lives in the small attic of the West courtyard, and there is almost no one over there. Elder martial brother Yan fan usually eats at noon when he appears, and he doesn't know where he is most of the time."
Listening to daoxuan's words, Shen Wanqing sighed in his heart.
It seems that I can't see teenagers again today.
Shen Wanqing is the third Royal daughter. Although she came to meditate with other monks, her identity is still there.
Therefore, after breakfast, Shen night was free to meditate and chant scriptures with the abbot and others.
In the morning, Shen Wanqing spent his time in a small meditation room full of sandalwood. At noon, Shen Wanqing was ready to go to the canteen. Unexpectedly, daoxuan had brought the food.
Looking at the cabbage and tofu on the table, Shen Wanqing was slightly stunned. She asked Xuan, "little master daoxuan, what does this mean?"
Taoist Xuan put his hands together. "Amitabha, your Highness's golden body is delicate. It's really inappropriate to have lunch with the little monks in the humble canteen. In the future, your Highness's meals will be specially sent by your highness."
Shen Wanqing thought about it. She really shouldn't stay in the same space with so many monks. It's still necessary to avoid suspicion.
Then Shen Wan counted and nodded, "then I'll trouble little master daoxuan."
Taoist Xuan shook his head, "Amitabha, your highness is serious."
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The time after lunch was free, and most monks stayed in their meditation rooms.
The afternoon sun is very good. It's warm on the body. Sometimes a breeze blows from time to time. It's very comfortable.
The temple is very quiet, the ginger walls look very warm, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of Ginkgo leaves.
Shen Wanqing strolled around the temple. He originally planned to go back for a nap after a stroll. Unexpectedly, he got lost.
Looking at the tall ginkgo trees on the left and right in front of her, Shen Wanqing bent down and picked up a ginkgo leaf from the ground. She said, "son of a bitch, navigate for me. I'm sleepy."
748 opened the navigation and saw the red dot not far away. It was stunned. "Is the host sure to go back to sleep?"
Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing lazily picked the tip of his eyebrows, "what do you say?"
She hacked and leaned against the thick ginkgo tree trunk. A gingko leaf was picked up at her fingertips, and the sun shone down from the wind gap of the tree and fell on the gingko leaf in her hand.
Shen Wanqing narrowed her eyes. Her light brown eyes were like a clear stream. Her long sight fell on the ginkgo leaves in her hand, and her fingertips turned carelessly.