The climate on the mountain is fresh and there is no noise from the market. The white clouds seem to be within reach. Without any intention, they can calm their minds and condense their energy, so most people living in seclusion are on the mountain.

The breeze in early summer is quiet, and it is not far from the house. A small bamboo house is located in it, surrounded by green bamboos and is quiet and pleasant.

Ning Yuhe is a Taoist priest. After staying in Changqing Temple for ten years, he naturally endured loneliness, or was used to it. Since he followed Xu Buling to Furong Temple, he has taken root in this bamboo house. Except for occasionally accompanying Xu Buling to practice sword and drink a cup of tea, he has never gone out or seen guests, and he has almost no sense of existence.

At this time, Ning Yuhe sat cross-legged in the teahouse, wearing a black Taoist robe, closing her eyes and concentrating her waist and back straight, and her chest was not tied with cloth strips, which made the Taoist robe, which was originally full of fairy spirit, look a little lustful, but no one disturbed the Qing Xiu, and the only thing she could appreciate was the butterflies that occasionally flew by.

Step on

The palace boots stepped on the bamboo leaves in the forest. Mrs. Lu, wearing a dark green palace skirt, walked slowly to the open space outside the bamboo house. Her head was inserted with an emerald hairpin and a vermilion-colored food box carved by auspicious beasts hanging on her arms. Her temperament was dignified and mature, like a peony with a charming national color in the bamboo forest.

Ning Yuhe had a very good martial arts skills and had already noticed someone coming. She opened her eyes and nodded and bowed:

"Mrs. Lu."

"Master Ning."

Mrs. Lu bowed and returned a gift, walked into the bamboo house, sat on the side of the futon next to Ning Yuhe, and put down the food box in her hand:

"Master Ning protects Ling'er every day and teaches his teachings. I have worked so hard in recent days. You are Ling'er's master. I am an elder but I have not been able to entertain you well. Monks are not close to meat. I have just transported some fruits and fruits in Lingnan, so I have sent you some. Do you want to try it?"

Ning Yuhe looked at it and smiled: "Mrs. Lu is intent."

Mrs. Lu is currently seeing Taoist priests as if they are laity, so she is still a little embarrassed between her eyebrows and eyes. She is a little silent and speaks:

"I just come here to take a look, well... I heard from people in the market that the Taoist sect can live forever and have their faces forever, isn't it true?"

Ning Yuhe shook his head and thought about it a little: "Calligraphy can indeed prolong life and maintain beauty. Eternal life is just a saying in the market. In my opinion, Taoist priests are not that magical... Maybe it is because I did not practice deeply enough. I also entered Changqing Temple, which I only entered ten years ago and became a monk halfway."

"oh……"

Mrs. Lu pursed her lips, sat a little closer, and smiled and said, "Anyway, those people said it is amazing. You know five hundred years ago, and five hundred years later..."

Ning Yuhe smiled helplessly: "There are differences in Taoist priests. The Quanzhen School I practiced cannot learn astronomical and astrological divination, so I don't teach fortune-telling. Longhu Mountain is good at this... But I learned some secretly. This time I came to Chang'an, and before leaving, I also wrote a divination for myself. The divination is 'The dragon trapped in the dragon turns into rain, do not watch it, it is difficult to look back', which means: the trapped dragon encounters rain that nourishes all things. When it is about to take off for nine days, don't look at it, you can't look back... On the way here, I paid special attention, but let alone the dragon, I didn't see a snake... Haha..."

Mrs. Lu chuckled, and didn't know how to chat with the Taoist priest. She hesitated for a moment and simply asked directly: "The Empress Dowager often comes to Furong Temple these days. I saw that the Empress Dowager's complexion has improved a lot. Well... it seems that she used some special method, but she can't tell me. Master Ning's Taoist wise master, can you know?"

Ning Yuhe blinked her eyes. In fact, she also noticed some of the empress dowager she met in the Songjia courtyard and the empress dowager she met recently were completely different. However, she had very few opportunities to see the empress dowager and could not explain why, so she shook her head:

"The deep palace is miserable, maybe because I came out to relax and feel better."

Mrs. Lu thought for a while and shook her head: "It's not like... Could it be that Taoist health preservation method?"

Ning Yuhe also saw Mrs. Lu’s thoughts at this time, and it was not surprising to this. After all, there were many ladies and ladies who went to Changqing Temple to ask about these. She thought about it:

"I can practice in Changqing Temple and have some methods to maintain health and maintain beauty. If Mrs. Lu wants to, she can teach her."

Mrs. Lu naturally thought about it, but she was not easy to show her enthusiasm. She sat upright for a little while and nodded:

"Well...Master Ning, if he is not busy, he can try..."

Ning Yuhe had nothing to do, so she stood up and accompanied Mrs. Lu to the house outside the bamboo forest.

The house is the room where Mrs. Lu lives, and it is a small courtyard where Yuenu and a few maids also live in it. The environment is elegant and unique.

Mrs. Lu followed her to her boudoir dignifiedly, looking at Ning Yuhe with some confusion, not understanding why.

Ning Yuhe walked to the couch and nodded slightly to indicate:

"Mrs. took off her dress and lay on the couch."

"?"

Mrs. Lu's originally dignified face froze slightly, but she didn't expect to take off her clothes... Although they were all women, Ning Yuhe's figure was envious of women. Although she was not bad, the name of "No. 1 Beauty" was so scary that she was a little nervous.

Ning Yuhe naturally didn't have that much thought, and smiled slightly:

"A common massage method is difficult to use in dresses."

Mrs. Lu hesitated for a while, turned around and closed the doors and windows, slowly walked to the soft couch, took off her dark green palace skirt, and lay on the soft couch wearing only the thin moon white pants and peony bellyband. Then she untied the tether of the bellyband, lay down with a slightly red face, and coughed gently.

Ning Yuhe sat in front of him, lifted up his sleeves, put his white hand on Mrs. Lu's shoulder, and pinched it slightly.

“Woo~”

Mrs. Lu shivered suddenly. Unexpectedly, Ning Yuhe looked almost as weak as her. Her hands were so strong that she felt ache in her pinched shoulders. She couldn't help but say softly:

"Master Ning, be gentle..."

"My lady endures a little bit. If she sits for a long time and doesn't move, her qi and blood will inevitably be poor. She looks fine when she is young, but she will easily get sick after she gets old. There is no harm in massage and bone correction. I have a sense of responsibility, so please don't worry, Madam..."

Mrs. Lu frowned. She was born in a family and had never done heavy work since she was a child. It goes without saying anything about what she was injured. The embroidery needle pierced her fingers and made the maid feel scared for a long time. She had never suffered such a hardship. She immediately pursed her lips and nodded softly.

Ning Yuhe was not Xu Buling, but she had no idea of ​​pity for Mrs. Lu. She said that bone-correcting massage was bone-correcting massage. After obtaining Mrs. Lu's consent, she slipped her hand on Mrs. Lu's arm, pinched her white wrist, pressed her knees on her waist, and pulled it hard.

"Ah—it hurts..."

Mrs. Lu could no longer maintain her dignified temperament. She lay on the couch, her upper body was pulled up, and the peony bellyband slid down. The bun, which was not affected by gravity, was exposed to the morning light and was shot twice. However, at this time, she couldn't feel shy, frowned and felt aggrieved, and her feet kept flapping and kicking the soft couch.

Puff puff puff

Ning Yuhe was a little funny, and she pulled her arm with just the right strength:

"The body is naturally flexible, and it will be pulled apart after practicing a few more times. This is much easier than a martial artist to practice, so I can endure it."

"Oh..." Mrs. Lu pursed her lips. After hearing Master Ning say this, she could only persevere.
Chapter completed!