Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight - Chapter 186

The snow stopped.

The Buddhist temples and temples built on the hillside stand majestically in a clear white snow. The towers are high, and the glazed spires reflect the golden light of the sun after the snow.

The people outside the gate of the temple did not leave. They knelt in the snow and prayed devoutly day and night.

Bi Suo stood outside the gate of the hall, raised his head, his eyes full of magnificence and splendor.

All kinds of blessing prayer flags with pictures and words hung all over the courtyard of the corridor. The cold wind slapped the flags violently. Inside and outside the temple, there was a rustle of rustling wind.

These are prayer flags for Yaoying.

She suddenly fell asleep and had a weak pulse.

The doctors had never encountered such a weird illness. Doctor Tianzhu was even more confused. He had cured Yaoying’s old illness. She insisted on taking the medicine. During this period of time, she had not suffered serious internal injuries, and her body was no different from ordinary people. It’s good, how can you stay in a coma? I couldn’t find the reason for the drowsiness, so naturally there was no way to prescribe medicine. They could only boil some Qi-tonifying decoction and feed her down.

It was clear after the snow, and the long-lost warm weather in the Wang Court, the river was unsealed, the melting glacier water was rolling down, the spring was approaching, the new buds were spitting green, the banks of the river were full of vitality, but she was cold and there was no life.

Li Zhongqian said that Yaoying had done the same a few years ago. At that time, the doctor persuaded him to prepare for his funeral. His heart was ashamed. Unexpectedly, Yaoying suddenly woke up miraculously a few days later, and then recovered as usual. She ate two bowls of hot duck oil soup in one breath. cake. The guards remembered that Yaoying also fainted during the assassination of the dead man.

Yuanjue was full of expectation and said authentically: “Maybe Princess Wen Zhao is too happy, she will be so emotional for a while, and it will be fine in two days.”

Now three days have passed, but Yaoying is still not awake.

Bi Suo turned and walked into the inner hall.

The soldiers guarded outside the felt curtain, their eyes flushed, and their heads downcast.

He then went inside.

There was a roar under the drooping felt curtain, and Li Zhongqian’s expression was gloomy. He pointed to a few Chinese healers from all over and urged them to make medicine. The healers cautiously answered yes.

Bi Suo didn’t disturb Li Zhongqian, and went around the screen and opened the bead curtain.

A scorching warmth came over, and the charcoal fire crackled.

Yaoying’s body was cold, and Tamara Gama made a brazier. The room was warm as spring. The dead branches in the copper vase were urging green shoots out, and her body was still cold.

The felt blankets were covered with prayer flags, all over the floor.

A figure turned his back to Bi Suo, kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, holding a Buddhist bead in one hand and a pen in the other, writing vows on the prayer flags one by one.

May the Buddha be merciful and protect minds and be blessed by the mighty gods.

All Bodhisattvas Mahasama, Prajna Paramita.

Infinite life, infinite blessing.

Fu Shou Yong Kang Ning.

He wrote scriptures over and over again in Sanskrit, Chinese, and Turkic. His clothes were covered with ink stains, his fingers were twisted and cramped, and the bleeding marks did not stop.

Bi Suo looked at Tamaraga in a daze.

He had never seen Roga like this.

Roga still looked calm, but this calm was different. The hot lava flames accumulated in the ice cubes, which could gush out at any time, burning everything clean.

He was copying scriptures endlessly, lost his senses, and his mind was crazy, almost crazy.

Bi Suo’s nose is slightly sour.

After experiencing life and death, ups and downs, and finally saw a glimmer of light, Yaoying who had been with him fell in front of him like this, how could Luo Jia not be crazy?

After finishing writing a vow, my eyes were swollen like a mountain bag, and I approached the prayer flags.

The prayer flags waving in the wind in front of the temple are all autographs of Tamaraga.

From the holy city to nearby cities, towns and tribes, the people all erected prayer flags together. If someone could overlook the royal court from above, the tribes and city-states, large and small, would float with prayer flags. God made a vow for Princess Wen Zhao to return to their king.

“Wang…” Bi Suo’s chest was blocked, “You haven’t closed your eyes for a few days and nights, so take a break.”

Tamara Gha raised his head, his blue eyes were empty, not only there was no smoke, but also no anger.

He looked at Yaoying, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed without a trace of breath, with blood dripping on the fingers of his right hand.

Why is she still not awake?

Tamara Gha raised her hand, grabbed her cold hand under Jin Bei, and held it tightly, trying to warm her up with her own body temperature.

She was motionless, her mouth curled slightly, as if smiling.

Tamaraga stared at her, blood dripping from his fingers to the palm of her hand. He was afraid of getting her dirty, so he picked up the veil and wiped her gently, bowed his head and kissed her cold palm.

“Have you heard that she prayed in front of the Buddha, exchanging one life for another?”

His voice was low, as if coming from the ground.

Bi Suo’s heart jumped, “Wang, those are just rumors.”

According to folk rumors, Princess Wen Zhao prayed for Tamara Gha in front of the Buddha Hall, wishing to exchange one life for him. The Buddha was moved by her infatuation, so Tamara Gha miraculously realized the practice, and she immediately fragrant and extinguish the jade. die.

Tan Moroga knelt in front of the couch, his blue eyes looked like snow peaks and mountains covered in mist all year round, a desolation.

When he was dying, he saw all the terrifying sights of Abi Hell, and saw all the beauty and solemnity of Elysium. He saw another himself, the Tamaraga struggling with difficulty in internal and external difficulties, struggling to support, and finally lonely Finished a lifetime.

That Luo Jia did not meet her.

In the dream, he was dying, and there was nowhere for him in the world.

Suddenly, a calling voice came, grabbing his footsteps, and recalling his sanity.

He remembered that in this life, he was not the Luo Jia who was sitting in the Wang Temple. He met a woman who came to the royal court from thousands of miles away. She stood under the sand dune, described as embarrassed and shivered slightly, and stopped him.

“Roga.”

I am here for you.

Tamaraga’s memory has recovered, he is not alone, she is waiting for him.

He awoke from the illusion of death, survived the torture of the exercises, and survived.

She left.

It was as sudden as when she came.

Like a breeze, if a flowing cloud, no matter how many terrifying waves set off in his heart.

He asked the Buddha, copied the scriptures, and invited all the healers…

She still refused to wake up.

Tamara Gya shook Yaoying’s hand and let her palm rest on her head.

Before, she liked to look at his head. It didn’t seem to be enough. Later, when she got bolder, she sneered at him from time to time. When she hugged him, her face was flushed, the temples were scattered, and the slender waist was twisted in his palms and her fingers. Climbing up on his head quietly, rubbing lightly, and sometimes kissing him, printing a few wet kisses. Sometimes he can’t help but wonder if she will be disappointed after her hair grows.

He has been stubborn, doesn’t she like to touch it? Why don’t you wake up?

Li Zhongqian said that she would have done this before, but she never slept for so long.

It may be too long to wake up again.

He lowered his head, buried his face in Yaoying’s loose long hair, and closed his eyes.

An unprecedented fear grabbed his heart fiercely.

He was scared.

Tamara Gya hugged Yaoying’s cold body tightly and fell asleep.

He stopped copying scriptures and chanting scriptures. He guarded her, scrubbed her, combed her hair, as it is today and tomorrow, day after day, year after year.

Time flies by, and the flick of Fanghua.

It seemed that it was just a blink of an eye, and it seemed that a long time had passed.

In her arms, she suddenly let out a slight whisper, and her eyelashes trembled.

She has come back.

Joy filled the eyebrows of Tamaraga.

The next moment, he saw himself waiting in front of the couch, dangling old and dying, and his face was covered with wrinkles.

He waited for her all his life.

The wind blows into the inner hall from the gap, a wisp of blue smoke rises from the candlestick, the candlelight goes out, and the cold moonlight floods into the felt curtain.

Tamara Gha woke up from her dream and looked at Yaoying with her eyes closed.

Li Zhongqian and the soldiers said that this happened several times… When she woke up, she felt relieved… She asked him and Li Zhongqian to take good care of herself. There was no surprise in her eyes, only worry and disappointment… The last time she woke up, She looked as if nothing had happened, smiled and said that it was just a minor problem… She prevented Li Zhongqian from killing Li Xuanzhen…

He opened his blue eyes slightly, and the undercurrent surging silently, looked at her without blinking.

No matter where she came from, no matter who made her come to him, no matter how many secrets she had.

Since it’s here, don’t even think about leaving.

If she dares to leave, he will find her back.

Gods block and kill gods, and demons block and kill demons.

…

Yaoying took a long sleep.

The sleep was very deep and heavy, with a black and sweet pillow, and down to earth, like sleeping soundly under the love of her mother and elder brother when she was young. At that time, she was carefree, as long as she was obediently taking medicine and eating every day.

Later, she realized her situation and began to fight against Yundao again and again.

Brother is alive, the monk is alive, the Western Regions are restored, and the troubled times are over, she feels relieved, wandering lightly among the soft clouds, drifting farther and higher, and the memory slowly fades away.

Pain, hardship, sorrow, joy, everything is far away from her.

She was a little tired and wanted to continue to sleep like this, but a vague voice in the depths of her mind reminded her that she had to wake up.

She can’t admit her fate, once can’t do it, do it again, no matter how many times, she will not give up hope.

She wants to live.

A golden light broke through the clouds and mist, and she seemed to be pulled back by invisible power, and her tired body was full of strength again, and the warm current rushed through the limbs, and then became sore and stiff.

Countless voices poured into my ears.

Anxious, urgent, fearful, twitter.

Yaoying slowly opened her eyes, and faced a pair of blood-red eyes.

He knelt next to the bed, his face was thin, described as haggard, his blue eyes looked at her unblinking, the smoke in his eyes was vast, the undercurrents surged silently, and the cold light rose little by little.

Yaoying raised her hand, “Monk…”

As soon as she opened her mouth, she found her voice hoarse and her throat burning.

Tamara Gha straightened up, stared at her, with a cold breath, slowly approached, and took her into her arms, tightening her arms little by little, putting her strength very lightly, for fear of hurting her, her aura But it was getting colder and fierce, as if he would never let go of his hand again.

“The princess is awake!”

The stunned people reacted, Bi Suo and Deve Munda let out a long sigh, Yuanjue screamed, turning around the room, and finally knelt down to the east, bowing their heads to thank the gods and Buddhas.

The voice spread outside, cheers one after another.

Li Zhongqian rushed in and rushed to the side of the couch, stubble, dark circles under his eyes, and his face a bit hideous. After staring at Yaoying for a long time, the anger on his face gradually dissipated.

“are you hungry?”

He asked, his voice gentle.

The soldier stood behind him and wiped his eyes.

Yaoying recovered, she felt hungry as expected.

Tamaraga let go of her, and first asked the doctor to come forward to check her pulse. The doctor nodded, his eyes indicating fate.

During the whole process, he didn’t say a word.

Yuanjue rushed out, and soon came in with a big ocean bowl, a bowl of steaming soup, the roots were white and the roots were distinct, the soup was crystal clear, and the soft duck oil stunned the golden oil flowers with a delicate fragrance. Tangy.

Yaoying didn’t expect to see the long-lost duck oil hot soup cake when she woke up, rinsed her mouth, took the chopsticks and ate it.

Tamara Jia and Li Zhongqian said nothing, watching her eating soup and cakes.

Yaoying finished eating, put down the dishes, and smiled: “I’m fine, you are all tired these days, go and rest.”

The hearts of the people were put back in their stomachs, and the doctors asked her for a pulse again. Li Zhongqian told her a few words and went out with his soldiers.

The room was quiet, and the curtain of beads swayed lightly, leaving only Tamaraga and Yaoying alone.

Yaoying knew that he must be frightened, her eyebrows were slightly bent: “Luo Jia, I…”

She and Bi Suo knew that something might happen to him, and told him to take good care of Luo Jia. They just asked Bi Suo and Yuanjue, but Luo Jia couldn’t listen to a word of advice these days.

Without finishing a word, Tamara Gha suddenly leaned over and pressed her down, like a hunting beast. With arms spread out, she hugged her whole body, covered her with palms on the back of her neck, and embedded her firmly. In my arms, they are close together, ears and temples are rubbed together, and they are inseparable.

Only in this way can he be sure that she really came back, all this is not his dream.

Li Zhongqian said that she woke up and ate soup cakes that time, so he would have people prepare soup cakes every day, and when she woke up, she would eat them, lest she didn’t do anything well or did it right, and she didn’t want to come back.

His Buddha took pity on him.

The man holding himself tightly muscled, his body trembling lightly, and the kiss that fell on his temple was hot, dense, and full of fear.

Yaoying was slightly startled, and patted Tamaraga on the back.

“I’m okay… Roga, I said, I just need to sleep.”

She raised her hand to touch his face, her fingertips felt wet, and she was stunned.

Yaoying pushed away Tamaraga.

He stared at her straight, his eyebrows were picturesque, his thick eyelashes trembled lightly, and there were lingering tears in his deep eyes.

Tamara Gha actually cried.

She had never seen him cry.

What did the Buddha look like when he shed tears?

He was not a man of the world, and for her, he tasted all of his emotions, emotions, anger, worries, sorrow, and terror.

There was a loud bang in Yaoying’s mind, breaking into pieces, raising her hand to hold Tamaraga’s face, and kissing him tenderly and lovingly.

Tamara Gha closed her eyes, burst into tears, hugged her tightly, and restrained her like iron tongs: “Don’t scare me anymore.”

He can’t stand it.

He hugged too tightly, Yaoying could hardly breathe, nodded in his arms, her voice dull: “No way.”

Tamara Gha was still shaking, “Mingyue Slave, is your fainting this time related to me?”

His tone was plain, not as if he was asking questions.

Yaoying raised her eyes and met his gaze.

Tamaraga’s eyes were filled with water, and the eyes were heavy, as if the mountains were headed down.

Yaoying opened her mouth.

Tamara Gha lowered her head and kissed her lips, the force of aura exuded, deep, sucking, entangled, the scorching breath blended with her.

Yaoying tasted a salty taste.

It took a long time before he let go of her panting.

With the candlelight shining, his eyes were dark and deep, and the facial features outlined by the ink brush were half-bright and half-dark, just like the King Kong Yasha, half Buddha, half demon, tears flashing, cold and majestic.

Yaoying looked at him blankly.

“You know Haidu Aling very well, you also know Wakhan Khan, and you know me when you haven’t met me. You are taboo against Li Xuanzhen.”

He said one word, his lips lingering on her temple.

Yaoying was silent.

Tamaraga pinched her chin, and breathed on her face.

“You know a lot of things that others don’t know. You know who is available and who is not worth using. The Taoists and craftsmen who develop weapons in the Western Army are at your disposal. of.”

“I once thought that you were sent to me by the Buddha. I will not explore your secrets or ask your difficulties…”

He looked at her bright eyes, as if to look into her heart, his voice was hard, hoarse, and his words were heavy.

“Li Yaoying, don’t leave me anymore, otherwise, I will find you when I go to heaven and earth.”

With a light slap, the candlelight went out, the night breeze moved the bead curtain, and the sound of the wind filled the interior.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a faint blue flame burning in Tamaraga’s eyes, cold and restrained, and crazy hot.

Yaoying’s heart was pounding wildly, her eyes were reddening little by little, she raised her hand to hook his back, and turned over hard, pressed him down, hugged him tightly, and rubbed the tears that were about to come out of her eyes on his chest. On his shirt, raised his head and kissed him casually.

Tamaraga turned sideways and hugged her, feeling her soft and warm lips fall on the top of her head, and let out a sigh of relief gently and slowly.

Until this moment, he really let go.

…

Yaoying recovered, and the king’s court rejoiced and celebrated all over the world.

The prayer flags of every household did not go down, they continued to pray for Tamara Gaya and Yaoying, looking forward to the wedding soon.

Gifts from various ministries were sent to the holy city one after another, and Princess Manda also specially sent envoys to send generous gifts. In order to congratulate Yaoying on getting her wish, in addition to the national gift, she also sent a box of beautifully written and painted treasures.

Li Zhongqian sent the queen’s crown to Yaoying’s tent. She saw the few strings of jewel beads hanging down to the back of her feet, her scalp was tight, and her neck would have to bend if the crown was worn on her head.

“The two beads on the crown are too heavy.”

She told Tamaraga.

“Then subtract it.”

He is serious and authentic.

“What is appropriate? Does Wang Ting have any taboos?”

“There is no taboo.” He said, “It’s all up to you.”

No matter what Yaoying’s request, Yuanjue is happy to rush, as long as the princess does not dislike the groom, any request is nothing!

The palace was renovated, and according to the instructions of Tamaragarh, Han artisans were specially invited to repair a courtyard with a Central Plains pattern in the inner temple. The ceremonial officials were busy preparing for the wedding.

After Li Zhongqian watched the Tamara Gaya Sangong, the practice became more and more refined, and Yaoying’s body was getting better every day. He packed his bags and brought his subordinates back to Gaochang.

Yaoying was also going back, asking him to wait a few more days.

Li Zhongqian said, “I’ll leave nothing to do. It’s better to go back and take care of it first. I’m your brother, and the wedding is handed over to others. I’m not relieved. You are still a little bit feverish. Don’t rush back. I will write to you when I arrange it. “

With that, he rubbed the top of her hair.

Yaoying thought about it, and sent him away: “Brother, remember to write to me every few days.”

“I see, housekeeper.”

Li Zhongqian smiled.

The sun was shining, there was no cloud in the sky, and the sky was clear blue. He was dressed in light armor and a white robe on his shoulders. He rode down the hillside on horseback. Looking back, Chao Yaoying waved his hand, as energetic as before.

As soon as he left the holy city, Li Zhongqian immediately threw down the western army and ordered them to send letters to Yaoying every day, making her think that he was still on the way, only brought her personal soldiers, and hurried back to Gaochang with a whip.

“Where is Chang’an’s edict?”

Yang Qian has rushed back to Gaochang, waiting for him outside the city, holding out the edict,

Li Zhongqian sneered after reading the edict.

Unsurprisingly, Tamaraga asked for marriage. Li De did not dare to refuse, but he hinted that Yaoying must give up everything to get married.

Li De is dreaming.

If Yaoying wanted to marry, she would marry someone. He didn’t need his permission at all. He just told him to marry.

Li Zhongqian threw the edict to the ground, “Shiro is going to be a steward? I haven’t congratulated Shiro yet.”

Yang Qian immediately frowned, and said with a serious face: “Don’t worry, the general, I’m a reckless man, with a turbulent temperament, I don’t dare to climb the golden branches and leaves, and I won’t be the master.”

Li Zhongqian’s mouth twitched: “You have no intention to be the master of the two peaches and kill the three scholars. What about the other children? Your subordinate brothers? In the past, the Hexi family focused on family status. These years of war and chaos, gradually did not pay attention to birth. Now the world is calm, and Li De wants If you are recruited as consorts, there is always the heart of the wealthy.”

Yang Qianjian twisted his eyebrows, knowing that what Li Zhongqian was saying was the truth.

Not long ago, the emperor made an order to send a princess to marry Gaochang. The emperor began to divide up the wealthy families in Hexi, and planted people on their side. Marriage was just the simplest and most effective method. Next, the emperor would definitely continue to sow discord.

“I’ll be back to Chang’an.” Li Zhongqian did not enter the city, “Don’t tell Mingyue Slave.”

Before Yang Qian’s answer fell, he had already raised the horse’s rein abruptly and left.

Back then, when he went out to find Yaoying, he once swore that whether she was alive or dead, he would find her, take her home, and then break with Li De.

Now he has found her. She is doing well, with lovers, friends, songs, and people who love her.

Yaoying is a younger sister, but she has been protecting his elder brother.

This time, let him protect her.

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The vow text quotes Buddhist scriptures and the real vow text.

“It is today, it is tomorrow, day after day, year after year.” Quoting from the ancient poem “One hundred and thirty-six verses” (Part 1)