Although the imperial family can't set up another elephant lord and support either side between Yin, Jiang Erhime, and Mori Jiang, that person has a high probability of sitting on the throne of the elephant lord.

Jiang Shuimei has a thin relationship with the royal family, and it is almost impossible to get the support of Jinguyuan. The royal family has a very bad impression of the cult, and they are naturally very suspicious of Jiang Ji, who was raised by the cult.

The goddess sighed: "Mei'er, you have been in the palace for several years, and your stomach has not moved at all. If we can give birth to the heir as soon as possible, and with the support of our cult, the position of queen will be at your fingertips, where is there so much trouble. ”

Jiang Shui Meixiu's cheeks turned red, and he said abruptly: "Goddess, the elephant lord is very old, he is dedicated to cultivating, looking for immortal prescriptions, and never spends the night in my palace, what is Mei'er's way." ”

"That's weird. The goddess was surprised and said: "How can Yin Xiuhuan conceive again, you always refuse to flatter, and you can't please the elephant lord." ”

Jiang Shuimei was speechless, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he lost his voice: "Could it be that the Lord of the Elephant intends to establish Yin Xiuhuan as the queen, so he let her conceive the heir?"

The Lord of the Elephant is a scheming man, and he allows the cult and the Miluo Shenguang to cultivate power in the country, and he can meet the source left and right without being held hostage by any party, which shows that he is powerful. He was slow to establish Mori Jiang as the prince, of course, because Mori Jiang's mother was from a humble background, and more importantly, he noticed that Sen Jiang was secretly in contact with Mi Luo Shenguang, and he was even more indifferent to Jiang Ji, just wanting to show his closeness to the Shura hegemony through the cult.

However, Yin Xiuhuan has no backers, her father Yin Wuya is a Taoist master, and he has met many monks from three mountains and five mountains. If the elephant lord doesn't want the country of Youbi to be dominated by the cult or the Miluo Divine Light, it is very likely that Yin Xiuhuan will be the queen, but he will monopolize the power when he is strong, and he is unwilling to arrange any prominent position for Yin Wuya.

"If that's the case, we're not in a good place. ”

The two looked at each other, both aware of the seriousness of the situation. The goddess said, "You have thought carefully about what I told you last time. If you can conceive a holy son, you will be favored by the Lord, don't say that a small nosed elephant master, even if you unify the Yan Fang, it is not impossible. ”

"Holy Son?"

Jiang Shuimei hesitated and doubted, "Is there really a way to conceive the Holy Son?"

The Holy Son of the Cult is also a god born of induction, similar to the Wheel Saint King of Buddhism. There are many different types in the world, and there are probably no four types of fertility: wet, oviparous, viviparous, and metaphytic.

Incarnation is the highest realm, unique to the gods, and it is not uncommon in the classics of the three religions, and it is often from the spiritual sense, without the need for physical contact.

"Of course, as long as you believe in the faith and are pious, you will naturally ask for nothing. I have here an image of the Lord, and you kneel before it and recite the prayer for the Son, and this image is very good and will ensure that your wishes will be fulfilled. ”

As she spoke, she got up and opened the closed cupboard, took out a scroll, and hung it in front of the table.

Jiang Shui Mei's face was hot, and when she saw that the goddess was so enthusiastic, she was embarrassed to refuse. After she learned that Yin Xiuhuan was pregnant with the heir of the king, she hurriedly returned to the altar to discuss, and the goddess asked her to also claim to be pregnant, first looking for a few pregnant believers, and when the time was ripe, she would send them to the palace and pretend to be her child.

But the elephant lord was quite wary of her, and never spent the night in her palace, Jiang Shuimei once took advantage of the elephant lord's drunkenness to run to his dormitory to take care of him for a night before fooling the past.

This matter made Yin Xiuhuan take the lead, and it is very risky to raise other people's children in the future, in case of leakage, the consequences are unimaginable, and he is not very willing. If you can conceive the Holy Son, it is a good way, but you don't know that the method of the goddess is not spiritual.

The goddess hung up the portrait of the Lord, lit a stove of sandalwood, and said, "All right, you can begin, and I will come to see you again tomorrow morning." Good luck, Mei'er. ”

"Will this work?"

Jiang Shuimei looked at the portrait of an elegant-looking man, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart, and he said uneasily.

The goddess smiled and said, "Why do you have so many questions, do you have to be sincere and understand?"

"Then try it. ”

Jiang Shuimei sighed, knelt down in front of the idol and picked up the scriptures on the table.

The goddess turned on the lamp on the table, turned off the wall lamp, and quietly withdrew.

Ming Qin looked at the portrait on the wall and secretly felt strange, the so-called induction pregnancy often has the secret role of gods, this is not like the ordinary worship of gods and Buddhas to ask for children, no matter what gods they ask, they themselves have husbands. And induction pregnancy is completely psychological, is there any spiritual energy in this painting that can make people pregnant?

Jiang Shuimei opened the scriptures and recited them quietly, seeing that a pillar of incense was about to be burned, he raised his eyes to see that the golden light on the portrait was overflowing, as if in the mist, his heart was happy, and he was just about to stand up, when he suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and he fell unconscious on the table.

Ming Qin's heart jumped, and he faintly felt that something was wrong. He didn't see anything strange about the portrait, Jiang Shuimei seemed to be unconscious.

After a while, the room creaked open slowly, and the goddess dodged in and closed the door with her backhand. walked to Jiang Shuimei's side, stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder twice, and said softly, "Mei'er, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Shuimei was as sleepy as death, and there was no movement at all.

The goddess smiled under her voice and turned over Jiang Shuimei's body. I saw that she had a rosy face, a deep snort, and slept very sweetly.

The goddess picked up the cigarette ash in the incense burner and smiled proudly, "Silly girl, you smelled the dream incense of your mother-in-law, and it seems that you can't wake up until dawn." Don't you want to conceive a holy son, and today my mother-in-law will be merciful to give you a holy son. ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but touch Jiang Shuimei's smooth pretty face, and untied the monk's robe on his body, "You girl is usually very smart, and I don't know how much thought it took me." Finally fell into my hands, good Mei'er, let my mother-in-law take care of you. ”

Ming Qin's voice became low and hoarse when she heard the goddess's voice, and the previous kindness and serenity were like two people, her body was hidden in the monk's robe, and she usually couldn't see anything, and then the monk's robe was taken off, only to find that she was quite tall, and the two bulging fats on her chest did not know whether it was true or false.

Ming Qin felt that he couldn't delay any longer, no matter whether this goddess was a man or a woman, she had no doubt that Jiang Shuimei had bad intentions, and there were many monks in the world who took advantage of the psychology of foolish men and foolish women to seek children, and they didn't expect this kind of thing to happen to Jiang Shuimei.

"Evil thief, be put to death. ”

Ming Qin gathered his spiritual power, and he was already ready to go, and at this time, he did not hesitate, his arms condensed the vajra law, and his divine soul conjured out of the fugue mirror, and smashed it on the back of the goddess with a bang.

The goddess thought that Jiang Shui Mei was already in the bag, her heart was buoyant, and her lust was smoking, and she never dreamed that Ming Qin was hidden in the dark. (To be continued.) )