Wang Fuling laughed at his cat crying mouse fake mercy, he didn't even show his face when he killed her, what is the point of saying this now?

Xuan Ye still persuaded him: "The deceased has passed away, why should the king linger on it, there will be a judgment on merit and sin." ”

"Will the Buddha forgive Lone? Pray for solitary days and devote oneself to cultivating the Buddha, and the Buddha should be able to see Lonely's sincerity. ”

"My Buddha is merciful, and the great evil can still be forgiven by Shakyamuni, let alone you? The king repaired the golden body of the Buddha and treated the monks well, and your merits are immeasurable. ”

Scold! Is there less blood on Emperor Qingyuan's hands?

His throne was stepped on the blood of many people, and even the death of the first emperor was most of his reasons.

If she kills someone and then comes to the Buddha to behave obediently, she can feel at ease, and she can act as if nothing happened, then she can also kill a few more, and then cut her hair to become a nun.

Unfortunately, even then he can't be at ease, so he will seek Xuanye's relief.

Although Xuanye was relieved, Emperor Qingyuan was still nervous, and he asked, "Do you have any good recipes for sleeping here?" Lone hasn't slept well for a few days, and if he continues like this, I'm afraid that his iron body won't be able to bear it. ”

Xuan Ye pondered for a moment and responded: "Yes, the king will wait for a while, and wait for the poor monk to find it." ”

After that, Wang Fuling heard him walking from the main hall to the cubicle, and the footsteps were still approaching.

Wang Fuling was a little flustered, holding her breath and leaning against the wall, not daring to move.

Fortunately, he did not go to the position where Wang Fuling was, but rummaged through the cabinet in front of the picture screen for a while, and then went out.

Immediately followed by the voice of Xuan Ye and Emperor Qingyuan: "This is a soothing incense made by a poor monk who has nothing to do, and it is not mixed with any precious spices, but the effect is remarkable, you might as well take it back and try it." ”

Emperor Qingyuan took the box from his hand and thanked him very politely: "Every time I come to you, I always feel inexplicably calm, and I am lonely and responsive, thinking that you must be a blessed star given by God to Lonely." ”

"The poor monk does not dare to be, the king regards the poor monk as a confidant, and the poor monk should solve problems for the king."

Hearing Xuanye's words, Emperor Qingyuan sighed: "Let you follow Lone into the palace and treat Lone as a national teacher, but you refuse." Lonely and scattered to return to Yuan Temple, those courtiers have a lot of complaints, lonely and worried. ”

Xuanye's 10,000-year-old indifferent voice came into Wang Fuling's ears again, and he said: "The poor monk has nothing to ask for, and he has no intention of being an official. ”

Seeing this, Emperor Qingyuan knew that he couldn't persuade him anymore, so he simply put it aside: "Okay, I really feel comfortable when I come here, and I can't ...... take a walk."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered a shout outside: "Your Majesty! Lady Lingji... Madame, she..."

Wang Fuling could hear Emperor Qingyuan's impatience, and he asked, "What's wrong with her?" ”

The eunuch responded: "The lady fell and injured her foot, sat on the ground and cried, so I have to go over......

"Nonsense!" Emperor Qingyuan seemed to be angry, but instead of reprimanding the demon girl, he reprimanded the eunuch: "Let you take care of her, what are you all doing?" ”

"The king is angry, Mrs. Lingji has to go up the mountain, and the slave can't stop it."

Emperor Qingyuan was quite helpless, and sighed deeply: "That's it, take Gu to have a look!" ”

Then he heard him get up and go out.

Wang Fuling didn't know if Xuan Ye had followed, so she didn't dare to act rashly, and stayed inside for a while before she heard that there was no sound outside.

"You're not a little bold!"

She never thought that Xuan Ye would stand outside this painting screen, and she still looked like she had already seen everything.

"Master ......"

He glanced at Wang Fuling: "Say, what are you doing hiding here?" ”

Wang Fuling smiled: "You said yesterday that you allowed me to come to the temple to walk around, didn't I come here?" Unfortunately, I bumped into this incident, so I had to hide. ”

Xuan Ye looked at her well, but saw that her face was not red or panting, and there was nothing unusual at all.

"Get out of here now, this is not the place for you to be, especially at this time."

Wang Fuling was arrested, and there was no way to argue with him justifiably: "The master is right, I don't dare to stay longer..."

She was about to slip away, but at that moment she heard a noise outside.

The two looked at each other, expecting that it was Emperor Qingyuan's people coming.

Xuan Ye frowned, glanced at her, and asked her to hide back, and Wang Fuling hid back behind the painting screen.

It was a eunuch who came, and he said to Xuan Ye: "Madame's foot is seriously injured, and the king is about to return to the palace, so he specially asked the slave to come over and tell him." ”

"Where is your majesty now? Let the poor monk give it away. ”

The eunuch hurriedly said: "No need, the king has already gone to the bottom of the mountain with his attendants, and explained that the master does not have to send him off." ”

Only then did he give up: "Tell the king for the poor monk, don't get along with yourself." ”

The eunuchs have followed Emperor Qingyuan for many years, and they understand Xuanye's words: "The master's warning slave must be conveyed..."

Xuan Ye snorted and sent the eunuch out.

After sending the eunuch away, Xuan Ye came in again and said to the painting screen: "Come out." ”

When Wang Fuling heard this, she came out of it, smiling and looking deferential.

"It's so dangerous, I didn't know that the king was visiting today, and when I came, I was curious why no one came to Guiyuan Temple to offer incense."

Xuan Ye looked at her, and the look on his face couldn't tell whether he believed her or not.

After a while, he said, "From tomorrow onwards, you won't have to come back to the temple." ”

Wang Fuling thought that he was angry with her because of today's incident, and hurriedly explained: "The master believes me, I really didn't know that the king was going to come to Guiyuan Temple, if not, I wouldn't dare to trespass even if I had ten dares." ”

Unexpectedly, he said: "It's not about today, it's just that the poor monk will go out tomorrow, about a day or two." If the poor monk is not there, the monks in the temple will not allow you to enter, not to mention... I'm not here, and you won't necessarily be coming, so I'll let you know in advance. ”

He had a thorough understanding, but Wang Fuling was more curious about where he was going at this time.

"Dare to ask where the master is going?"

Xuan Ye didn't think twice: "Qian'an City." ”

Wang Fuling asked again: "Why do you want to go to Qian'an City?" ”

Xuan Ye glanced at her deeply, thinking that he wouldn't speak, but he actually opened his mouth: "Go to see an old man, do you want to ask if I can take you next?" ”

Wang Fuling nodded again and again: "The master is really worthy of the master, that's what I mean." ”

"No, you can't go along." As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the door: "Leave now, or ......"

Wang Fuling pursed her mouth, and wanted to threaten her with the Han family.