She withdrew her hand lightly.

The gorgeous purple that symbolizes dignity crosses a graceful and lonely arc in mid-air.

Fenghua narrowed his eyes, stared at the face of the white-clothed holy monk, and suddenly smiled: "Why, I haven't seen you for half a day, and the holy monk has been estranged from me so far?" ”

Sanskrit pursed her peach lips slightly.

In the past few days, it was he who indulged in the gentle country of beauty and gentleness, and even completely abandoned the Buddha who had believed in him for half his life.

Ji Ruxue's arrival was like a slap in the face, giving Fanyin a heavy blow.

Bring him to his senses.

If you ask Sanskrit, does he regret it?

Have you ever regretted giving your body to the empress?

The answer of Sanskrit must be unrepentant.

He didn't want to be with her for a long time, he just followed his heart and seized the day.

The Buddha tasted and said: With lovers, do happy things, don't ask whether it is a catastrophe or fate.

All laws are born, all are fate, meet by chance, suddenly look back, destined to each other for a lifetime, just for the moment when their eyes meet.

Dependent origin is extinguished, and dependent birth is empty.

has had this relationship, which is enough for him to remember for the rest of his life.

Don't expect too much.

What's more, she is the empress above the 10,000 people in the red-sleeved country, and the harem man must be ...... The list goes on.

Today's Ji Guijun is just one of them.

Sanskrit sound can be seen clearly and clearly.

And in this thorough clarity, there may be a trace of inexplicability, even he himself has not been aware of it...... Vinegar.

Fanyin's eyelashes drooped slightly, lightly opened her peach blossom lips, and said: "Your Majesty is in good health now, and the poor monk should also retire." ”

He said goodbye.

Fenghua naturally does not let it.

"Retirement?" The purple-clothed and black-haired girl raised her delicate eyebrows, stretched out her slender hand to caress the abdomen of the white-clothed holy monk, and her gorgeous and charming red lips hooked up a touch of demonic aura, "Where does the holy monk want to take my imperial daughter?" ”

The emperor, the princess ......?!

In a word, Sanskrit Yin's body suddenly stiffened.

He was stunned for the first time.

Immediately, for the first time, he retorted so excitedly: "Impossible——! ”

"Why can't it be?" Fenghua approached from behind him, and whispered in a charming whisper in Sanskrit's ear: "Didn't the holy monk forget, last night, the night before, and the night before yesterday...... You and I ...... On the phoenix couch in Hebi Palace, how loving and obsessed. ”

As she spoke, she stroked the thin white hand on Sanskrit Yin's abdomen, pressed it lightly, and continued: "Here, maybe I am already pregnant with my flesh and bones,...... Holy monk, you say, "Yes?" ”

Child......

If you have children......

Fanyin suddenly became flustered.

Resist?

Contradictory?

Fanyin was surprised to find that the child she said to the girl in her heart was not ...... Dislike.

This kind of non-dislike is not what the Buddha once taught to be equal and benevolent to all beings, not to like or dislike oneself, to favor or dislike someone or something.

It's from the heart...... Subtle joy and satisfaction.

[Ding!] Target Character Sanskrit, Opinion +5, Strategy Completion 75]

Really...... Duplicity.

Fenghua curled his lips and smiled, and said softly: "So, the holy monk should not think about escaping from my side. ”

"In this life, it's all delusional."

"Do you know why Ji Ruxue's face was so ugly when she heard that I wanted to give you Fengchen Palace?"

"Because...... Fengchen Palace is the palace of the Fengjun of the Red Sleeve Country. ”

"Chen, Emperor."

The empress, who had long black hair and purple clothes, raised the delicate chin of the white-clothed holy monk, let him look into his eyes, and said word by word:

"Fanyin, now I have given you Fengchen Palace—I, the only Fengjun."