Villain Fantasies: The Empress Takes My Opportunity From My Mother's Womb

The next day, the whole city was discussing the news of the battle between the Buddha and the Moon Burning Witch.

"Hey, have you heard?"

"Of course I know. It's hard not to know about the big movement last night."

"I heard from the City Guards that the Buddha suppressed the demon girl with just one palm."

"Um, how did I hear that the witch was inspired by the Buddha and now she has escaped into Buddhism."

"Hey hey, escape into Buddhism? Is it because I have to hold Buddha's knees every night?"

"Presumptuous, how dare you insult the Buddha?!"

There are many rumors in the market, but one thing is very clear, Buddha easily suppressed the witch.

The big Buddha that lit up the night sky made countless people realize the strength of the Buddha for the first time.

"Terrible existence." Shi Zi commented like this.

Using the Wandao compass as a cover, he easily escaped with Changsun Lan from surveillance.

Now the royal family is calm on the surface, but secretly they are frantically looking for the princess.

Glancing at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed, Su Beimu picked up the teacup and splashed water directly on Princess Changsun's face.

Being able to evolve a special physique is indeed very attractive, but it's a pity that he doesn't bother to bully a woman.

Isn't it just physical advancement? It can be done by using destiny points.

Furthermore, Changsun Lan still has great use value.

What is the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty planning? As the future helm of the northern border, Su Beimu must know it well.

Not knowing her is another matter entirely.

"Wake up." Refilling himself with tea, Shizi admired the woman's calmness.

If it was another woman, she would have screamed a long time ago, and no matter how bad she was, she would have to rush to check her body.

But this princess, the eldest grandson, had an indifferent attitude from the beginning to the end.

I don't know if I am really calm, or I am too superstitious about the effect of Tianzi Wangqi.

"The tea is cold." After wiping the water stains on his face, Changsun Lan sat beside him and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Good tea." She commented.

Seeing this situation, it was Su Beimu who asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid that I will take your vital yin?"

"Oh, I'm afraid you won't take it?" Changsun Lan smiled sarcastically, and said with a sense of calmness: "It's better to give it to you, than to serve a monk in the future."

"How about this?"

Next, Changsun Lan told the man everything he knew.

Hearing that Zhou Huangyi teamed up with Da Guangming Temple, and that Changsun Lan was just an item used for trading by the two parties, Su Beimu finally understood why the Moon Burning Witch deliberately sabotaged the event.

When Buddhism gains power, the first ones to suffer must be demonic sects like the Burning Moon Sacred Sect.

It's just that Su Beimu was a little puzzled, why did Emperor Zhou choose his son-in-law openly?

"The reason is very simple." Changsun Lan explained indifferently: "Buddhist people are the best at bragging. Who knows if that Buddhist disciple has real materials."

"Oh, so your father set up a test to see how the Buddha's ability is right?"

"Almost." Changsun Lan nodded, and casually revealed an inside story again: "Otherwise, who do you think is leading the duel between the Buddha and the Demon Sword behind the scenes?"

"Then what if Buddha loses?"

"Then turn around and unite with the Burning Moon Sacred Church, or do you think that witch can really do whatever she wants in the imperial capital?"

"Your father is real 6."

"What?"

"I said your father is a talent."

Today's Great Zhou is windy and windy, and the national power is declining day by day, so the royal family has no choice but to make such a bad plan.

I hope to use the eldest grandson princess as a bargaining chip to find a suitable alliance partner.

It doesn't matter who it is, even if it is the notorious Demon Gate, the authorities can use their power to forcibly clean them up.

Why does justice always prevail?
Because those are the stories that the victors tell you.

Putting down the empty teacup, Su Beimu looked at the princess in front of him, narrowing his eyes slightly, not knowing what kind of thoughts he was thinking.

It stands to reason that all problems can be solved by killing the woman, but he always feels that things will not be so simple.

Would it be too childish to put the fate of a country on the duel between two young disciples?

As a potential threat, he has more or less knowledge of the Great Zhou royal family.

No matter how you look at it, Emperor Zhou doesn't look like such a stupid person.

However, Da Huang believes in martial arts and believes that personal bravery can solve all problems. Everyone including the eldest grandson princess seems to think that such a thing is very normal.

"Is it a difference in cultural thinking, or am I really thinking too much?"

There is another reason for not killing women. Wandao Compass can shield him from the secrets, but it cannot hide the existence of Changsun Lan.

The prince is sure that there must be Emperor Zhou's spies everywhere in the outside world, which is why, the woman has always looked like I am not afraid of anything since she woke up.

Because she understands that no one can do anything to herself now.

If she didn't take her Yuanyin last night, the man in front of him would never have the chance to get it again. Of course, he also saved his life because of it.

Boom boom boom!
There was a polite knock on the door, Shizi's eyes sank, and he slowly turned his head to look at the door.

All the visitors had arrived at the door, but he didn't notice any abnormality at all.

With a flick of his sleeve, the door of the inn opened automatically, and then he saw a handsome monk in white robes walking in.

"This little monk goes to Goulan to sell and sing, which will definitely arouse the madness of the women."

As if he didn't feel his malice at all, the young monk gave a salute and said with a faint smile, "My monk's name is Yong'an, and I was ordered by Emperor Zhou to welcome the princess back to the palace."

Yongan, monks of the Yongzi generation, belong to the younger generation.

He is of the same generation as the famous Buddha, and his presence in the capital itself speaks for itself.

It should be Buddha's right-hand man.

Glancing at the silent princess, Su Beimu shrugged and made a casual gesture.

Unexpectedly, the monk Yong'an actually sent him an invitation: "Tomorrow afternoon, the Buddha will host a banquet in the Linxiang Pavilion, hoping to communicate with the great Zhou's Tianjiao Junjie and pay homage to the Buddha."

Why did you invite me to go? Su Beimu nodded in a hurry, and said indifferently: "Thanks to Master's attention, I will definitely go there on time tomorrow."

This is pulling the hills.

If you want the light of Buddha to shine everywhere, you must establish a good relationship with all the forces in Dazhou.

Don't think that Buddhism has no sophistication, those bald donkeys know how to cater best.

Changsun Lan left, and never looked at him again from the beginning to the end.

Not long after, a group of city guards arrived, and a box full of primordial stone rewards made countless people jealous.

The son who had benefited waved his hand, and immediately asked all the diners in the restaurant to give him a big meal.

Mr. Su will pay for all the consumption in the venue!
The money was given by the royal family, and you can't take it with you, so it's better to throw it all away.

At least you can get a lot of thanks, right?

Just as he was about to leave the restaurant, suddenly, a poor little beggar appeared in front of him.

Why do you say she is poor?
Because Su Beimu witnessed it with her own eyes, a vase that fell from the second floor hit her on the head.