Has the hero of Quick Transmigration turned black today?

Chapter 122 Your Majesty, He Wants to Return to the Vulgar (31)

Xiao Yan knelt on Ye Ran's body, raised his eyebrows, "I'm heavy?"

Leaves stained with black lines.

People who weigh more than 100 catties are embarrassed to say that they are not heavy?

"Get off."

Ye Ran frowned and pushed, who knows, Xiao Yan really backed away this time.

He took Ye Ran's hand to help her up, and he stretched out his hand to help her rub her waist.

As soon as the warmth touched it, Ye Ran jumped out like a spring.

Xiao Yan grinned, Ye Ran mmp.

He raised his eyes and looked at Crazy Xiao as if he was not angry, Ye Ran's heart sank, and he frowned, this person is becoming more and more unpredictable now.

"People from Xiangguo Temple, don't make things difficult for you. This is a Buddhist temple after all. If it is reported that you abuse monks, your reputation may be..."

There are so many followers of Buddhism in the world, it is not appropriate for Xiao Yan to do so.

Xiao Yan smiled and said hello.

Ye Ran blinked in disbelief, then reached out and pinched his face, there was no change, why is he so easy to talk to?

Xiao Yan raised his hand to hold Ye Ran's hand, lowered his eyes, and said with a smile: "Not only will I not embarrass them, I will also let you go back to the nunnery opposite today."

Ye Ran raised her eyebrows, quite surprised, "Really?"

"Of course." The smile on the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth deepened. He felt that there was nothing wrong with Ye Ran becoming a monk, especially staying in a nunnery where there were no little vixens.

"It's just that you have to come to me to rest every day, otherwise..." He turned his words, his eyes stern, "You will receive a bald head as a gift the next day."

Ye Ran: "..."

cao!

Still threatening her!

……

An hour later, Ye Ran came out of Xiangguo Temple. She stood at the gate of the Goddess Temple with her hands behind her back and looked at Xiangguo Temple, feeling a chill all over her body.

Although he argued that the two of them would not sleep together, the inexplicable Ye Ran was more afraid of the present than before.

Before, although he tossed the flowers and plants around Ye Ran a lot, he had never tossed himself like this.

This time he actually shaved his hair and entered the temple to become a Huahua monk, making people speechless.

he is...

Are you going back to Beijing?
A generation of emperors sits on the dragon chair with a bald head, and is still the male emperor of the country of female respect.

No matter how you think about it, something is wrong.

But the matter has come to this point, there is no need to discuss, Ye Ran sighed and turned back to the Goddess Temple.

The fake nun kneeling next to her also got up and followed.

Not far away from the tall building of Xiangguo Temple, Xiao Yan stood here looking out, squinting at the group of nuns thoughtfully.

The chief envoy of the secret guard knelt and reported: "Your Majesty, there is news from the capital, and the person in the palace seems to be not very well..."

Xiao Yan held a Buddhist bead and smiled.

"If you are obedient, keep it, if you don't... find a reason to abolish her, the throne is hers if I am willing to give it to her, if I am not willing, no one can take it away!"

"Yes."

"Oh, by the way, don't lock the back door at night."

"……Yes."

The chief envoy of the secret guard lowered his head, thinking of a certain possibility, before the ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth, he was glared at by Xiao Yan, "Let the deputy envoy take the position of the chief envoy, from today onwards you can shave your hair and get it." Sweeping the floor in front of the back door of the temple with a broom at night, don’t let someone dirty your shoes.”

The chief envoy of the hidden guard blinked and received the order on his knees with great reluctance.

This little brother is in position, will he still have a good life?
Still, there is hope!
As long as he sees Ye Dugong, he will be very flattering, maybe Ye Dugong will greatly change his opinion of him, and when the wind blows beside his pillow, maybe he will be restored to his post!

The night is dark, and the mountains are full of cicadas.

Ye Ran came at night, and saw the head of the secret guard with a smirk on his bald head and a broom in his hand, with disgust in his eyes, not close but far away.

She sighed heartily and shook her head, for fear that this idiot would be contagious.

Ye Ran bypassed the idiot to see the mad critic, feeling powerless in his heart.

　...Lao Tzu's chapter title! ! ! ! !

　　Forget it, ignore it...

　　Thank you little fairies.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)