Chapter 170, I'm really angry

"No need!"

Su Jun's eyes were deep, one hand pulled through his deep clothes, and his voice was hoarse. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No, while my eye disease is cured, I will quickly cure your leg disease. Lu Chuan suddenly had courage in his heart. However, Su Jun's eyes were still drooping, and his long eyelashes covered his emotions.

He said, "No." ”

Lu Chuan felt a little empty in his heart, and said softly: "Ah Jun is sorry, I... I was probably too nervous just now, I didn't mean to. ”

"I don't blame you, who did you change...... Will also be afraid. He lowered his eyes and calmly looked at his left leg, which was noticeably thinner than his right.

Lu Chuan looked at him in surprise.

"No, Ah Jun, it's definitely not what you think..."

"I said, I don't blame you for this. Su Jun said softly.

The tone of the whole person returned to gentleness, humility, and politeness.

He neatly put on his deep clothes, tied his, got off the bed, took the crutches beside the bed, and neatly walked over Lu Chuan and walked out.

After turning around and landing on Lu Chuan's back, a gloomy look appeared on his face.

Lu Chuan was stunned for a moment, knowing that he was really angry.

"No, you must cure it!" Ah Jun, if you believe me, I will definitely cure your leg disease!" Lu Chuan hurriedly went to stop him, but he was frightened by his gloomy eyes.

It seems that she said something wrong again.

Lu Chuan's face turned pale and his face lost blood, and he watched Su Jun leave again.

Why did things become like this? Lu Chuan lowered his head and looked at his slender white hand in a trance, where there seemed to be a sense of touch that he had held.

Lu Chuan stood in place with a stunned expression, although he said that it didn't matter and didn't care. But Lu Chuan is not stupid, how can he not see that he pretended to be calm and said that he didn't care.

He was angry, even more angry than she had deliberately slowed down her leg.

But while Lu Chuan was heartbroken, he was also confused and at a loss. Can she accept him? If not, then who else can she accept in this world?

……

When Su Jun arrived in the front yard, Master Jiang had already prepared the meal, Jiang Shaoqing squinted his eyes and said, "Yo, why did our Xiangyu Hou get up late today?"

Su Jun looked behind him gloomily, but Lu Chuan didn't come.

Jiang Shaoqing smiled with a wicked smile: "Madame didn't get up! I'll guess -- tsk, look at the bruises under your eyes! I said that you are young, but you must pay attention to restraint......

Jiang Shaoqing said, Su Jun's face was unresponsive. He said in his heart, this Hou Ye can't be injured, right?

Master Jiang glanced at him quickly, supported his chin with one hand, and continued to shake his head and make up nonsense:

"Hehe, our Confucian sage said, the three precepts of a gentleman: when you are young, your blood is undecided, and your precepts are in color;

Hou Ye is young now...... So, in the future, we must not be like this! Tell me what I said right?"

Jiang Shaoqing looked at him and saw that he was frowning, as if he was holding back something.

Jiang Shaoqing pondered in his heart, no, on weekdays, it is impossible for him not to say a word!

He rolled his eyes weakly, it's too bad, it's not inhumane that Hou Ye has a leg disease, right? Behold......

Jiang Shaoqing sneered, and then said, "I heard that last night... There are assassins in the palace, and there are still dead people, do you know?"

"I don't know!" Su Jun finally spoke.

Not wanting to listen to his nagging for a moment, Su Jun turned around and asked the waiting maid beside him in a deep voice, "Why hasn't Madame come yet?"

The maid also just rushed over, and when she saw that the Hou Ye took the initiative to ask, she honestly confessed: "The slave doesn't know what's wrong with the lady, so she went to call her, and the lady said that she didn't want to eat and wanted to sleep." ”

No, Jiang Shaoqing on the side stared, looked at the maid, and then at Su Jun, and couldn't help but wonder, what's wrong?

Su Jun was silent for a moment, got up, and looked at the food on the table: "Madame is unwell, I'll take it back to eat with her." He didn't wait for Lord Jiang to agree, he raised his hand and pointed to this, this, that... I want the maids to take them all to him.

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In the palace.

The early morning sun shone through the clouds on the man in white, gilding a thin layer of golden light under his fair skin.

Several men showed a fierce look in their eyes, and took out a lifetime of learning, and in a gallop, four people swung their knives at the same time and slashed at Ziqing.

"Stinky monk is here!"

Empress Dowager Zhang's expression changed greatly, and she hurriedly shouted: "You can't hurt him." ”

The man's eyes darkened, but the speed of the knife in his hand did not slow down. However, in the next moment, I saw Ziqing open his eyes suddenly, his body leaned back rapidly, and his two wrists flipped and hit the vital point of the man in black one by one.

Several people were shocked by the wind of his palm and took a few steps back. After they finally froze their bodies, they looked at Ziqing with an unbelievable look in their eyes...... Impossible! In the entire capital, there is absolutely no one more powerful than them.

They looked at each other and confirmed one thing from each other's eyes, this stinky monk must die.

"Stop!"

Empress Dowager Zhang narrowed her eyes, and immediately stopped the black man who was about to step forward.

Hmph, a couple of black men gritted their teeth and stopped.

Empress Dowager Zhang's thoughts were tactful in her heart, and she suddenly smiled and looked at Ziqing and said: "I heard that there is a saying in your Buddhism, telling me not to go to hell, who will go to hell...... Since you have such a grand wish, then the mourning family will fulfill you, and you are willing to go to the hell of the mourning family?"

In fact, this Buddhist proverb comes from the "Jizo Bodhisattva Wish Sutra". If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha.

Empress Dowager Zhang smiled, she compared him to the Bodhisattva of the Earth Treasure who was willing to give up becoming a Buddha for the sake of all sentient beings, so as to ask Ziqing if she would give up her free life outside the palace in order to save the souls of the dead she was about to kill.

She looked at Ziqing, who was silent.

"Why don't you speak? Didn't you just now persuade the mourning family that the sea of suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore? Now, the mourning family is willing to turn back, and they can not kill their slaves, and the mourning family can not let his family members become military prostitutes. As long as you want. ”

Although the subordinates of the Prime Minister's Mansion fled and scattered, in the end, more than a dozen slaves returned, and even some side rooms did not hesitate to turn to the mother's family for help in order to help the Prime Minister tide over the difficulties.

There are all kinds of people, more than 20 people.

For monks who abide by the rules and are not allowed to kill, it is not okay to kill a chicken, let alone these more than 20 people?

Empress Dowager Zhang felt that there was no more worthwhile deal than dozens of slaves and wives and concubines for a monk with strong martial arts.

As long as he is willing to use it for himself, why worry about big things?

Even Liao Ying, who was lying on the stool and was beaten with her skin open, couldn't help but widen her eyes after hearing Empress Dowager Zhang's words. looked at Empress Dowager Zhang in disbelief.

Empress Dowager Zhang is not really crazy. In Liao Ying's opinion, this is simply incredible.