The Eternal Life of His Majesty

Codera

In the corridor, Huang Wendi was wearing a bathrobe, looking at the fog rising in the distance, his eyes slightly straight, as if he was thinking of something.

"Cousin!"

Suddenly, a voice broke Huang Wendi's contemplation.

Turning his head and looking around, he saw Huang Wenxuan looking at him with two jade-like legs open.

“Wen Xuan, didn't you go to the hot spring?” Huang Wendi looked back and smiled.

“There are still people who have not changed clothes, I am in no hurry!” Huang Wenxuan slowly sat down next to Huang Wendi, wagging her slightly wet hair, “Sepupu, your roommate seems to be very difficult. ! "

Huang Wendi frowned, she looked at Huang Wenxuan, her voice sinking, "What do you want to say?"

Huang Wenxuan smiled, her beautiful eyes flowing, "You know the purpose of my visit this time, winter holidays are coming, cousin, you should always go home."

There were ripples in Huang Wendi's eyes, and he slowly said, "I don't need to remind you!"

“Sepupu, what will you do?” Huang Wenxuan said with a slight sneer: “Defuse the proposal of the Liang family. Even though you are far away from Hong Kong city, if you return this time, I'm afraid the Liang family won't make you feel better.”

Liang Family!

Huang Wendi frowned without leaving a trace. He looked at Huang Wenxuan, "I know what you're saying, and I don't need you to remind you."

Huang Wenxuan shook his head, "I'm not reminding!"

After which, he directed his gaze to the hot springs in the distance, observing the mist, green water and rocks, and the dragons spitting out water.

“These friends of yours may have had an influence, and they own luxury cars like the G55 at a young age, but you know very well. Even if it was a thousand g55, it was just a joke in the eyes of the Liang family.” Huang Wenxuan stood up slowly, right. Han Yan, who had just changed his clothes in the distance, greeted and smiled, but his voice was rather cold, "You better not involve them in death, and be prepared to endure everything."

"Cousin, there is a saying in the family that you are wise, calm, and like everyone else. Then you should leave behind a trace of that unrealistic illusion. Since you have chosen the hardest path, then this is your destiny."

Huang Wenxuan walked towards Han Yan with a smiling face.

Huang Wendi lowered his head, his fists slightly clenched, and there seemed to be a hint of blue veins.

His expression was uncertain, an emotion he had not expressed for months.

"Boss!"

Suddenly, Huang Wendi's shoulder was slapped, waking him up, and when he looked up, he had already calmed down.

With a smile on his face, Yang Wei hooked Huang Wendi's shoulders, "Why don't you go to the hot spring bath, what are you thinking?"

“Women!” Huang Wendi said as if right or wrong.

Yang Wei could not help but lean over, raise her middle finger, and then she kissed Han Yan in the distance, and smiled, "Unfortunately, I have it!"

Suddenly, Huang Wendi's forehead was covered in black lines.

"reel!"

With a laugh, Yang Wei did not notice the calmness in Huang Wendi's eyes.

He looked at the mist in the distance, and the dragon spewed out water, as if there was a mutter in his heart.

"In that case, I'll bear it!"

...

In the hot springs, Qin Xuan sat up straight, feeling his pores spread out.

On the side, little couple Yang Wei secretly seduced me in the corner. As for Fatty Yang, it was not uncommon for them to fight with interested people, but Huang Wenxuan and Huang Wendi were secretly soaking in the hot spring.

Qin Xuan was happy, and never cared about Zhao Lin's embarrassment. More than that, Huang Wendi and Huang Wenxuan closed their eyes to rest, enjoying the fun of hot springs.

Fortunately, everyone did not soak for long.

When everyone came out of the hot spring and changed their clothes, Yang Ming said with a hint of arrogance: "The food in Zihuang Villa is very tasty. You are welcome to eat whatever you want!"

"okay!" Yang Wei glanced at Han Yan and said to Han Yan: "My dear, today you will choose the more expensive one. If you don't cut out a certain fat man, we'll be for nothing!"

When Yang Ming heard this, his teeth tickled and he stared intently at Yang Wei.

At the dining table, everyone was never drunk, just drinking juice and tasting the unique dishes of the Purple Phoenix Villa.

After drinking and eating, Yang Ming suggested: "Buddhist temple on Zihuang Mountain, by the way. The wedding tree inside was very spiritual. Should we go there before it's too late?"

Everyone was shocked, they had never heard of a Buddhist temple, but since Yang Ming proposed it, they did not refuse.

A group of people set off without driving and walked up the mountain.

The sun outside was still warm, and through the mountain path, like broken gold, had a unique style.

Seeing the crowd of people accustomed to traffic and neon lights walking in this different scene, do not feel it.

After walking through the winding path, under the leadership of Yang Ming, everyone finally arrived at a Buddhist temple.

The Buddhist temple was small and there were very few people there.

This is different from the tourist attractions, but the temple is located on the mountain, is not free of incense, and there is no money for oil.

In this Buddhist temple there is an old tree towering into the sky, standing inside the temple, some figures appear to be kneeling in front of the tree.

There was an old monk sweeping the floor around him, and sometimes he would sit on the stone table next to him, take the leaves from this ancient tree and put them in a pot of sand, take boiling hot water to boil it, and sip it.

Looking at the old monk's expression, he was leisurely and satisfied, as if he was tasting the world's delicacies.

In this scene, everyone was slightly shocked and looked at each other.

They had visited too many bustling temples, but such a cold temple was rarely visited.

When a group of people came, the monk who was sweeping the floor did not care, but the one who knelt in front of the tree and prayed devoutly turned his head, frowning, frowning, and quietly tugged at the arm of the woman beside him.

“The wedding tree here is very spiritual. This is what I heard from an elder, and the surroundings are not bad?” Yang Ming said in a very slow voice, “I was here when I was a child, otherwise this time I came to Mount Zihuang. I almost forgot."

Everyone nodded their heads and looked at the old monk who did not look at everyone like anything, and the few tourists who knelt down sincerely.

Zhao Lin, Han Yan and the others walked over and looked at the incredible-looking tree that looked like a dragon, a sense of awe could not help but appear in their hearts. There are some things they would rather believe in what they have than not.

Even Emperor Huang Wen and the others walked up to the tree but closed their eyes and saluted, but Qin Xuan stood there, silently staring at everyone.

“Donor, why don't you worship?” At this moment, the old monk approached Qin Xuan and asked without raising his head.

“Can't believe, why do you want to worship?” Qin Xuan said lightly, and Yu Guang glanced at the old monk.

After the old monk ate, he continued to sweep the floor without making a sound.

At this moment, a noisy voice suddenly came from the door, breaking the silence of the small temple in the mountains.

Qin Xuan looked back, just in time, he saw the sun hat flying towards the sky and landing on the door of this small temple. A woman covered her face, and under that thin makeup, quite an eye-catching appearance of the world appeared.

Qin Xuan was startled, he knew this face, but this was not the deceased from his previous life.

It was a huge star that he had often seen in his previous life, and it seemed like it was called Sima Hanyue.