The next day, early in the morning.

Cloud City, Shen Tan Temple.

A beautiful woman dressed in men's clothes stood at the temple gate with a baby in her arms.

Behind him stood an old man who was over the age of six.

The old man asked directly: "Woman, are you going to send us to this temple?" ”

The beautiful woman nodded, and said softly: "I have a lot of inconvenience with you, this is the only temple within a radius of ten miles, I believe that the monks in this temple will not lose you." ”

This beautiful woman is none other than the emperor who saw the unevenness not long ago.

It was at this time.

A little monk walked towards the door and said to the emperor, "Amitabha." ”

Emperor Liuguang returned the salute to the little monk and said respectfully: "I will add some incense to your temple, and ask the elders to take in the old man and the baby." ”

The little monk smiled and said, "Donor, please rest assured, this temple will help you when you meet a donor in need." ”

Emperor Liuguang smiled and walked inside with the little monk.

From the courtyard to the temple, Emperor Liuguang was worried all the way.

She didn't know why, she just felt that this temple was a little weird, it didn't look like a majestic and solemn cultivation holy place at all, but it was eerie and numb.

Walk inside the temple.

After seeing the Buddha statue in the center, Emperor Liuguang was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat.

It's just that the idol on the stage is holding a skeleton in his hand, as if he is laughing, and the smile is very weird, which makes people's scalp tingle.

Countless monks in the temple recited the scriptures, and the scriptures made her feel like falling into an ice cave, and her back was cold.

Emperor Liuguang's eyebrows frowned, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

What's going on?

Isn't this a temple?

How can it be weird.

At this time, the abbot of the temple suddenly stopped beating the wooden fish, and the scriptures in his mouth also stopped abruptly.

He got up and walked straight towards Emperor Liuguang, and said, "Amitabha, is the donor coming to offer incense?" ”

The moment the abbot approached, Emperor Liuguang's brows furrowed, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

It's murderous!

She felt a strong killing intent from this old monk.

While hugging the baby tightly, he protected the old man, looked at the host vigilantly, and said softly: "Forget it today, I'll come back another day to make incense." ”

The old monk still smiled again, and said lightly: "Donor, it's all here, let's go to the pillar incense and leave." ”

The moment the words landed, the old monk walked like a ghost and flashed behind Emperor Liuguang.

The next second.

Bang.

The door of the temple was slammed shut.

Emperor Liuguang immediately scolded angrily: "Black Temple Demon Monk, what do you want to do? ”

Her eyes were scarlet, her fists were clenched, and she looked at the host vigilantly.

The host laughed, and the laughter was oozing with a strange cruelty.

He stretched out his hand and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, the old man just wants the donor to put incense on the pillar, why should the donor hurt people." ”

Emperor Liuguang didn't believe what he said at all, so he immediately carried the old man on his back, jumped with the baby in his arms, and rushed directly to the door.

Looking at the scene in front of them, all the monks stood in place as steadily as Mount Tai.

The corners of the abbot's mouth rose and he snorted softly, "Hum! ”

The voice turned into an invisible force and smashed towards the emperor's streamer.

In a flash.

The earth shook, and the whole temple shook.

Emperor Liuguang felt this powerful power and hurriedly protected the baby in his arms.

She spat out blood herself, and the old man on her back fainted directly.

Beautiful eyes are full of uneasiness.

This presiding martial arts is unfathomable.

She is not an opponent at all.

If you fight hard, there is only one death.

Seeing her panic, the abbot still smiled again and said, "Amitabha." ”

"Donor, can you put incense on now?"

The host's eyes became ruthless, and his eyes were staring at Emperor Liuguang.

Emperor Liuguang has no choice at all, the weak eat the strong, and now she is forced to agree because she is weak.

She stiffened her head and smiled: "As long as I am incensed, can you let me go?" ”

The smile on the host's lips did not decrease, and he said slowly: "Naturally, the donor's wish will be fulfilled." ”

Emperor Liuguang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

At this time, the little monk walked over with the light incense to Emperor Liuguang and said with a smile: "Donor, please offer incense." ”

Emperor Liuguang took the incense and walked straight towards the center of the temple.

She didn't notice that the monks of the entire temple looked at her with greed in their eyes.

Walking to the center of the temple, the emperor reluctantly wanted the baby to be placed on the ground temporarily.

Bow to the Buddha statue and then insert incense into the hearth.

The moment the incense was inserted, Emperor Streamer fainted directly to the ground.

At the same time, the baby began to cry loudly.

The host smiled even brighter and said, "Amitabha, congratulations to the donor on making a successful wish." ”

"The old man will incarnate for you, and I wish you an early ascension to bliss."

When the words landed, all the monks instantly returned to their original positions, closed their eyes and began to chant.

……

Great Xia.

Wentaishi's mansion, the outer hall.

Master Wen sat on the main seat.

Nangong Jingchuan, Zhang Shilang and a woman wearing a hat stood aside.

Zhang Shilang bowed and said: "If the Taishi continues to sit idly by this time, His Majesty will definitely condemn the Taishi when he returns to the court." ”

Nangong Jingchuan followed Ying He and said: "The prince is unpopular with the people, and my grandfather will not make a move at this time." ”

The two of them stared at Master Wen with burning eyes.

Wen Taishi's face was embarrassed, he sighed, and said softly: "The old man has resigned for many years, and his influence in the court is far less than that of the past. ”

"Even if the old man wants to help you, he can't do anything about it."

He was right.

Since his resignation, he has lost power in his hands, and the ministers who were originally dependent on him have long since cut off contact with him.

And as far as he knows, the crown prince Nangong Jingheng will completely change the ministers of the DPRK and China.

Who will take this old man in his eyes as the current upstarts in the DPRK and China?

"Although Master Wen has resigned for a long time, his prestige in the hearts of those soldiers and people is still there."

"We don't want the Taishi to go to the court, but we want the Taishi to find a way to drag down the guards of the Heavenly Prison and give us a chance to rescue the British Duke."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Shilang knelt directly on the ground, looking at Master Wen with sincere eyes.

He has no power or power, and he really doesn't have the ability to get close to the prison.

If he really had no choice, he wouldn't have come over to plead with Master Wen.

Hearing him say this, Wen Taishi nodded and said in a deep voice: "This is a time when the country is in danger, and as a subject of Great Xia, you should make a contribution. ”

As soon as the words fell, Master Wen picked up the pen and finished the letter in a moment.

He handed the letter to Zhang Shilang, and said slowly: "The head of the Golden Sect of the Heavenly Prison Guards is my apprentice, if you hand over this letter to him, he will definitely help you fulfill your wishes." ”

Zhang Shilang was overjoyed, bowed heavily to Master Wen, and then turned to leave.

After he left, Nangong Jingchuan and the woman with the hat were still standing in place.

Master Wen asked, "What else does Jingchuan want?" ”

Nangong Jingchuan has not yet spoken.

The woman took off her hat and bowed to Master Wen: "The little girl Murong Ruoqi asks Master Wen for protection. ”

Mei's eyes were slightly red, her voice was choked, and Duan's look was pitiful and weak.

If Nangong Tian came back alive, she would definitely not be able to hide her affair with Nangong Jingheng.

With Nangong Tian's fiery personality, he will definitely execute himself.

In order to save her life, she must find another shoulder to shelter.

Therefore, she set her sights on Wen Taishi and Nangong Jingchuan.

As long as Master Wen can come forward to rescue the British duke, he will definitely be able to become the last hero, and with such a person to vouch for himself, I believe that Nangong Tian will never kill himself.

Thinking so in her heart, Murong Ruoqi cried even more poignantly.

Whoever looks at this picture must not praise a sentence that is moving, like a fairy.

Even if Master Wen is old, he can't bear this posture.

Wen Taishi felt a burst of irritability in his heart, took a deep breath, and comforted softly: "Concubine Rong, don't be sad anymore." ”

"The old man also knows a little about the matter of the concubine, if His Majesty asks about it, the old man will definitely defend the concubine."

After saying this, Taishi Wen hurriedly turned his head away, not daring to look at Murong Ruoqi again.

It is rumored in the market that "Concubine Rong is charming and natural, just like a fox spirit in the world."

Now it seems that the rumors are true.

If you look at it a few more times, I'm afraid that his body bones won't be able to hold it.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Murong Ruoqi's face was suddenly full of joy, and she bowed to Taishi Wen: "Thank you Taishi, the little girl will definitely not forget Taishi's kindness." ”

Master Wen lowered his eyes and said: "The concubine doesn't have to be polite, she is old and tired, so she won't stay longer." ”

Hearing this, Murong Ruoqi left satisfied.

Nangong Jingchuan followed, his eyes staring at Murong Ruoqi like a wolf.

Wen Taishi looked at the back of his nephew who left in a hurry, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's a pity that God is jealous." ”

Outside the Wenfu Gate.

Murong Ruoqi had just stepped into the carriage.

Nangong Jingchuan didn't say hello either, and followed closely to get into the carriage.

The palace maid Chunni hurriedly stretched out her arms, blocked in front of Nangong Jingchuan, and said softly: "Our mother is tired, the second prince has something to say tomorrow." ”

Smack.

Nangong Jingchuan raised his hand and slapped Chunni directly, and shouted angrily: "What kind of thing are you, you dare to stop this prince?!" ”

His slap was too hard, and he knocked Chunni to the ground directly.

Chunni covered her red and swollen right cheek, and looked at Nangong Jingchuan with fear in her eyes.

Nangong Jingchuan didn't intend to let her go, and he was about to hit Chunni with his fist.

Chunni closed her eyes and waited for death like a fish on a board.

At this time, a nice voice suddenly sounded.

"Stop!"

Murong Ruoqi pulled the curtain and looked at Nangong Jingchuan with cold eyes.

"Your goal is me, don't embarrass my people anymore."

Hearing this, Nangong Jingchuan spat Chunni and foamed.

Then, happily got into the car.

There wasn't much room for the carriage.

The two appeared in the carriage at the same time, naturally clinging to each other.

Nangong Jingchuan has been in a good mood since he got into the carriage.

The strong fragrance of his daughter on the car made him addicted to it.

greedily took a puff of his daughter's incense and looked at the beauty who was close at hand.

The perfect figure like a carving knife, the beautiful facial features like an angel, and the milk muscles that can be blown and broken all prove the natural beauty of its owner.

Nangong Jingchuan stretched out his big hand, took a lock of green silk from Murong Ruoqi, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it greedily.

His eyes became more and more misty, and his gaze fell on the plump red lips.

There is no doubt about it: "Niangniang, let the prince do everything he does, is it time to give the prince some sweetness." ”

Murong Ruoqi's face was like ashes, and there was not the slightest wave in her heart.

She directly pushed Nangong Jingchuan away, took off her dress, and then lay down on the carriage, and said softly: "Do whatever you want." ”

Looking at the snow-white patch, a fierce fire ignited in my heart.

Directly rushed towards Murong Ruoqi.

At the moment when her body broke the defense, her heart also broke the defense.

His eyes were red, and he couldn't help but leave two lines of tears.

Her life is so miserable, and she tosses and turns between all kinds of men like a plaything.

I think she was born noble, and she was also a talented woman who was famous in Kyushu back then.

There are countless suitors, and they choose to marry Dongfang Jibai, who is known as a poet and saint.

After marrying Dongfang Ji Bai, he became a fairy couple that everyone envied, and the scenery was infinite for a while.

Unexpectedly, the damned Dongfang Ji Bai actually took himself as a bet and lost to Nangong Tian.

The dignified prince and concubine have fallen to this point step by step.

Every man said that he was very affectionate to her, but without exception, he hurt her even more.

Now she has no choice at all, and she can only accept her fate in order to live.

Outside the carriage.

Chunni looked at the violently shaking carriage and listened to the ambiguous sound inside the carriage.

couldn't help sobbing, Niangniang is so pitiful, who can save Niangniang?