Heroic Wife Reborn

Is the princess not leaving? Cheng Guan asked Yu Xiaoxiao.

Yu Xiaoxiao shook her head, in just a short while, three steamed buns had already entered the stomach of Her Highness the Princess.

Cheng Guan sighed softly, reached out to pick up the soup.

Wang Yue glanced at her master, then at the two monks who went to the monastery, her body in the small monk's robe trembled uncontrollably.

Yu Xiaoxiao was still looking at the two people around Wen Fenglin, the monk who had brought the merchants from Zhuri Kingdom out of the ground empty-handed was standing behind her. Now this monk is not wearing a gauze hat to cover his face. Yu Xiaoxiao looked at this man's appearance and wondered how such a vicious person would become a monk? Is it almost like being a soldier?

Master, Wang Yue saw that her master was about to drink soup, for some reason, she panicked and called out to Cheng Guan with a sobbing sound.

Cheng Guan gave Wang Yue a comforting smile.

Yu Xiaoxiao turned her head and saw that Chengguan was about to drink soup, and Her Royal Highness was embarrassed. Although the pot water can't kill people, how about letting the national teacher drink the pot water?

Princess, Cheng watched Yu Xiaoxiao look at himself again, and said to Yu Xiaoxiao in a low voice: In the future, you must live your life well with your son-in-law, the world is impermanent, you should support each other.

Yu Xiaoxiao didn't quite understand the impermanence of the world, and the pot of water in Cheng Guan's hand made Her Royal Highness very upset.

Princess, you have to promise to the poor monk, Cheng Guan told Yu Xiaoxiao.

Be careful what I promised you, Yu Xiao? I haven't become a concubine yet, do you want to look at me so affectionately? Her Royal Highness reached out and snatched the soup bowl from Master Chengguan's hand, and said, Is this soup delicious? It's cold, what else do you drink? Pour it out.

Princess! The monk with a fierce face saw Yu Xiaoxiao snatch the soup, and immediately gave Yu Xiaoxiao a drink.

Yu Xiaoxiao casually poured the soup behind her back. Although the soup was mixed with washing water, what is there to drink with the soup that smells like medicine? Thinking of this, Her Royal Highness no longer feels guilty about wasting food.

The two monks stepped forward together, wanting to grab the soup from Yuxiaoxiao's hand, and then forced Chengguan to drink it down. Neither of them expected that Her Royal Highness poured it down as soon as she said it. A bowl of soup It was so hard to die that it splashed all over the body of the monk with a ferocious face, and a few drops even splashed into the monk's eyes.

Beizhou! Another monk, Beiyuan, called his companion's name, pulling back the Beizhou monk whose eyes were instantly swollen.

Princess! Cheng Cheng saw that Yu Xiaoxiao suddenly turned his face and started to hurt others, so he got up quickly and blocked Yu Xiaoxiao behind him.

The poor monk's eyes! Beizhou monk covered his eyes and shouted.

Yu Xiaoxiao poked her head out from behind Chengguan, looked at Beizhou's eyes that had swollen into rotten peaches in the blink of an eye, and asked suspiciously, Is there anyone else who is allergic to cooking water? In the last days, it is impossible to use poison It was on a human body, so Yu Xiaoxiao had never seen a person being poisoned, and her first reaction was that the monk was allergic to pot washing water.

Monk Beiyuan glared at Yu Xiaoxiao, who was being protected by Cheng Guan, and said, Princess, do you know the fate of being an enemy of our Yongsheng Temple?

Oh, Yu Xiaoxiao came out from behind Cheng Guan, if this is the rhythm of a fight.

Cheng Guan said: Princess, don't worry about me, you can go back first.

Yu Xiaoxiao patted Cheng Guan and held her hand, saying: This seems wrong, don't be afraid, National Teacher, I'm here for everything.

At this time, in the Buddhist hall where Young Master Fenglin was, the smile on the face of the big-bellied Arhat statue looked distorted and weird under the flickering candlelight.

Both Bei Ji and the old monk were persuading Young Master Fenglin to eat.

Young Master Fenglin whispered, Have you delivered the things to Chengguan?

Bei Ji hurriedly said: It has already been sent, and Beizhou and Beiyuan have also passed.

Cheng Guan was at odds with my senior brother when he was in the temple, Young Master Fenglin sighed, But I have no enmity with him.

Bei Ji took a few steps forward, stood beside Young Master Fenglin, and said, Young Master, if Chengguan rebelled against the temple, if it fell into the hands of the presiding master, he would have a miserable life. It’s all about benevolence.”

The old monk sighed silently. Cheng Guan is an extremely intelligent person. Back then when he talked about Buddhism in Yongsheng Temple, no one could stand by him. If it wasn't for his disagreement with Wu Huan, how could Cheng Guan be driven to Fengtian This small country is coming to be the national teacher? Now Young Master Fenglin kept saying that killing Chengguan was not for the sake of his senior brother's unhappiness, so how could Chengguan be identified as a traitor to the temple with just a mere letter?

What about the meals? Young Master Fenglin asked at this time.

The old monk hurriedly walked forward with the jade tray. Before approaching Young Master Fenglin, the old monk took a special look at the soup in the jade tray and smelled the soup. People who are used to poison only smell a little It has a very strong taste, the taste of sweet bean sauce. The old monk frowned, how could the chef monk of Huguo Temple make such soup?

Seeing that Young Master Fenglin finally wanted something to eat, Bei Ji saw that the old monk was walking forward slowly, came over and took the jade tray from the old monk's hand, and asked, Is there something wrong with this meal? ?”

The old monk shook his head. This meal was made by the chef monk who watched Huguo Temple with his own eyes. What could be wrong?

Seeing that the old monk shook his head, Bei Ji walked quickly to Young Master Fenglin with a jade tray, and whispered: Young Master, these meals are still hot, you can use some.

Young Master Fenglin glanced at the meal that Bei Ji brought to him. They were all plain and to his liking, but after Princess Linglong's seemingly ignorant but in fact vicious nonsense, Young Master Fenglin said Feeling stuffy in his heart, looking at the steaming meal, he has no appetite at all.

Seeing that Young Master Fenglin couldn't look at the chopsticks, Bei Ji persuaded: Even if Young Master doesn't want to use them, you should use some soup to warm your stomach.

Let's put it down, Young Master Fenglin said.

Bei Ji had no choice but to gently place the jade tray in front of Young Master Fenglin.

The old monk said at this time: Young master, this poor monk wants to go and have a look at Cheng Guan.

Master Fenglin nodded and said: You also stop by to see if the monks at Huguo Temple are ready to observe the Buddhist rituals after passing away.

Yes, the old monk responded to Young Master Fenglin and left the Buddhist hall.

Bei Ji persuaded: Master, use some.

Master Fenglin picked up the soup, scooped a spoonful with a porcelain spoon, and put it into his mouth.

Bei Ji said from the side: Master, how long do we have to stay in Fengtian?

Taking a mouthful of soup, Master Fenglin choked on the smell of sweet noodle sauce. What kind of soup is this?

Bei Ji didn't notice the change in Young Master Fenglin's expression, he still stood there and said: The poor monk thinks that the young master should go to Zhuri, but Wu Huan Guoshi has already ordered someone to send a letter to the young master, asking the young master to go to Zhuri to see him , why didn’t the young master just go?”

At this moment, Young Master Fenglin only felt a sore throat, and the strength in his hands became unable to hold the soup bowl. A bowl of soup fell to the ground, and the smell of sweet noodle sauce wafted into the air of the Buddhist hall in an instant.

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