Chapter 1233 Sins, Sins

Tang Seng really didn't expect that Her Majesty the Queen would summon him in the bathroom, isn't it embarrassing?

Tiny beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, he closed his eyes tightly, and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

"Holy Monk, what do you want to see me for?"

"Your Majesty! The poor monk came here to say 'Happy Birthday' to the queen."

Tang Seng stood at the door of the bathroom, through the thin water mist and the looming bead curtain, he felt the Queen's gaze covering his whole body.

"Oh? Then thank the holy monk, you have a heart."

The queen raised her white arms, took the clothes, put them on her body, and walked out of the tub gently.

"Wow!"

She brought the sound of water, which made Tang Seng's heart tremble, and his eyes closed even tighter.

"The holy monk has a heart, thank you. It's getting late, and the holy monk doesn't have to go out of the palace. How about having a few drinks with me, what does the holy monk think?"

After listening to Tang Seng's words, the queen was very moved. She did not expect that the dull Buddhist monk who was devoted to Buddha in the rumors would be so caring.

It was already late at night, and he just wanted to say happy birthday to himself, and this heart was gone.

She moved her lotus feet lightly and gracefully, and came to Tang Seng.

The sound was getting closer, and Tang Seng felt her coming, and also felt the tangy fragrance.

Like roses, the rich fragrance is accompanied by the refreshing fragrance of lavender, rushing into the nose, Tang Seng feels inexplicably comfortable and relaxed.

This kind of fragrance makes people let go of their guard unconsciously, and indulge in it wholeheartedly.

"The queen is tired today, please rest early, the poor monk will leave now."

As soon as Tang Seng turned around, he walked out in stride, as if someone was chasing him from behind, for fear that he would be caught if he slowed down.

The queen looked at his heroic back, and suddenly felt reluctant: "The holy monk stays!"

"ah?"

"Why should the holy monk leave in such a hurry, come and have a few drinks with me."

She ordered the maids to bring the food and wine, put them on the dining table in the room, and then turned to Tang Seng, looking up and down, with admiration in her eyes.

Not to mention, this Tang Dynasty monk looks really handsome.

Gently pulling Tang Seng's sleeve, the Queen dragged him into the room and closed the door smoothly.

"Queen, the poor monk doesn't know how to drink. Why don't you change the Guan Wen for the poor monk first, and after dawn, the poor monk can go west to learn scriptures."

Tang Seng's face became even paler, and he looked at the queen with embarrassment, hoping that she would agree.

But the queen after getting out of the bath, with creamy skin, white lips and red teeth, coupled with a concave-convex figure, and a timid affection, Tang Seng was stunned.

Seeing the queen, she smiled charmingly: "Holy Monk, am I beautiful?"

"ah?"

Tang Seng was stunned again, he was speechless, he didn't know whether to say it was beautiful or not.

Eyes: "beautiful!"

Mouth: "Don't dare to say!"

Seeing his dumbfounded appearance, the queen smiled charmingly again, and stretched out her hand to brush his eyes: "Are you looking stupid? What an idiot!"

Her voice and smile are really charming and charming.

Coupled with the smile looking back, the indescribable style lingers around the corners of the brows and eyes.

Tang Seng's heart was pounding, and he recited again: "Amitabha! Amitabha!..."

The smile on the corners of the queen's lips was even stronger, and the corners of her eyes and brows were full of affection: "Holy Monk, why don't you accompany me for a few drinks!"

This tone, is she actually acting like a baby? !

"Poor monk—!"

Tang Seng didn't finish his sentence when a charming smile came from behind the queen: "Your Majesty, the holy monk doesn't know how to drink, so I'll drink with you!"

"who is it!"

The queen was taken aback. In the middle of the night, someone broke into the heavily guarded bedroom?

Looking back, she was a very beautiful woman.

A woman is born with a beautiful and delicate face, with a golden bead and jade appearance, a soft jade with a warm fragrance, a fragrant skin and a greasy skin, and her beauty is not inferior to that of a queen.

She was still holding a pipa in her arms, and she looked at Tang Seng behind the queen with a charming look.

What is she? !

Tang Seng was startled, didn't Bajie take her with him, why did he come to the palace, and happened to come to the queen's bedroom?

The queen didn't know her, but she felt uncomfortable instinctively. After all, when a beautiful woman met a beautiful woman, there was an inexplicable sense of comparison.

She frowned slightly, and asked in a concentrated voice: "How dare you trespass into my bedroom, what should you do?"

There is an innate majesty and nobility in the voice.

"Cluck!"

The scorpion spirit completely lost the domineering and arrogance she used to have in the past, and became a gentle little girl with her voice held back. Coupled with her flowery beauty and docile temperament, she seemed to have changed into a different person.

"Isn't it because Her Majesty the Queen wants to drink with the holy monk, and the banquet was boring, so Pipa recommended himself and is willing to present a song!"

Sitting casually on the chair, she began to play the pipa with her fingers, making a pleasant sound of golden and stone rhythm.

This melody is as clear as a stream tinkling, as thick as thunder through a window, as eager as rain hitting plantains, as soothing as drizzle, as intense as gold and iron horses, and as euphemistic as a bridal joke.

It really makes people listen, God ~ soul swings.

Unexpectedly, this woman's pipa skills are so superb.

"That's the case, whatever!"

The Queen knew that Tang Seng was thin-skinned and lonely, male and widowed, and it was indeed inconvenient.

It's better to let this girl play the pipa, and it would be a beautiful thing in the world for her to drink with the holy monk.

"Holy Monk, come quickly!"

The queen pulled Tang Seng's sleeves, came to sit at the table, moved her slender hands slightly, picked up the wine glass, filled it with fine wine, and handed it to Tang Seng.

Tang Seng's face became even redder, and the sweat on his forehead fell drop by drop.

"Your Majesty, the poor monk really doesn't know how to drink alcohol, let alone drink alcohol! It is a violation of the precepts for monks to drink alcohol! Please also switch the Guan Wen, Your Majesty, and you can go west at dawn!"

The closer he got, the more nervous Tang Seng became, feeling uncomfortable all over his body, and his heart was beating like a small drum.

The Queen refused to give up, and held the wine glass to his lips.

Her body was rubbed against each other, and she had close contact with Tang Seng.

This made Tang Seng even more uncomfortable, he couldn't help coughing, and stretched out his hand to cover the wine glass.

"Your Majesty, poor monk—!"

Tang Seng wants to say, men and women are not close, please respect yourself!

But before he could say a word, the queen's wine glass touched his thin lips!

A cool and spicy taste hit, and the wine stuck to his lips, making him unable to drink it!

"Your Majesty, poor monk..."

Tang Seng was really anxious, he had never been so persecuted by a woman before, this feeling was so, so incredible!

Seeing the Queen forcibly pouring wine, the face of the scorpion spirit suddenly became angry, and her fingers flicked on the strings of the pipa, emitting a golden light!

"Bang!!"

The wine glass that the queen handed to Tang Seng's lips suddenly fell to the ground for some reason, making a loud cracking sound!

"ah?"

The queen was taken aback, her hand didn't slip, why did the wine glass break?

Seeing the wine spilled all over the floor, Tang Seng let out a long sigh of relief, but said in a very embarrassing way: "A monk should be diligent and thrifty. It's a pity that such fine wine is spilled on the ground. It's a sin!"