Rebirth: The imperial concubine is no longer jealous, and the emperor panics

"Everything in the world has cause and effect. Amitabha!" Xiu Yuan sighed.

Lu Lingchuan hated the hypocrisy of this great monk from the bottom of his heart. He interrupted Xiu Yuan and said, "Farewell to Amitabha. Think about how to save the monks in Wanfo Temple. Everything has a cause and a result."

"Before you helped Yao Xing, did you ever think about those innocent monks?"

The cold words showed the cruelty and cold-bloodedness of the emperor. The imperial sword in Lu Lingchuan's hand cut Xiu Yuan's neck, and blood flowed out on his white skin.

Seeing the confrontation between the emperor and the great monk, the courtiers were in a panic. If a highly respected master of cultivating relationships were to die under the emperor's sword, the world would be in an uproar, and the emperor of the Xihe dynasty would bear the reputation of a tyrant.

"Grand Master, please quickly admonish Your Majesty!"

A group of ministers did not dare to step forward and surrounded Shen Feng again. Seeing these wise people protecting themselves, Shen Feng flicked the big sleeves of his purple round-collar robe and strode towards the emperor.

"Okay, okay. If the Grand Master comes forward, His Majesty will give you three points of thin noodles."

"Yes, if it doesn't work out, there will still be Princess Zhaoyang."

Shen Feng listened to everyone's discussions and didn't take it to heart. It wasn't until he heard someone mention Shen Yao that he turned around and glanced at everyone. ,

"The poor monk doesn't give His Majesty the Dream Grass because of His Majesty's dragon body and for the sake of the people of this world. Only a solid and stable imperial power will prevent the world from becoming chaotic and causing wars."

"Therefore, the poor monk, regardless of his personal status in the world, interfered with this fate just to resolve the grudge between Your Majesty and Concubine Yang's mother and son."

Although Xiu Yuan's throat was still pressed against Lu Lingchuan's sword, his expression remained unchanged, fearless and unafraid.

"Now this demon star has harmed my mother and queen. Such a blood feud is irreconcilable!"

Lu Lingchuan looked at the sky with low dusk clouds and said slowly, "It will take more than an hour before Xia Huaibei arrives at Wanfo Temple. If you can't find what I want, the great monk will rush back." Let’s collect the bodies for the young monks.”

"Your Majesty must never commit murder again!" The great monk Xiu Yuan faced Shen Feng and said sincerely, "Grand Master, please give your Majesty a good advice!"

Shen Feng slightly cupped his hands towards Lu Lingchuan and said, "Your Majesty, what Xiu Yuan said makes sense. Please also send someone to recover General Xia."

"Grand Master, there is no need to dissuade me. The hatred for killing my mother is irreconcilable! I want to go to my dream and kill the demon star!" Lu Lingchuan said sadly, his eyes filled with hatred.

"No matter what the past situation is, the Queen Mother is the honor of a country. The demon star has harmed the Queen Mother, so she should be brought to justice." Shen Feng looked at Xiu Yuan, "So please don't blame Your Majesty, Master!"

After listening to Shen Feng's words, Xiu Yuan looked at the gleaming sword on his neck, and a wry smile escaped from the corners of his lips. "

Shen Feng faced the emperor and advised, "If you can get help from Master Xiu Yuan and kill the demon star in your dream, your majesty will not have to put himself in danger."

These words were meant to comfort the emperor, but in fact they were meant to help Xiuyuan.

Lu Lingchuan followed the good example, took back the sword in his hand, and said magnanimously, "Since you consider my dragon body like this, then I will help you."

"As long as the great monk helps me kill Yaoxing in my dream, I don't have to kill the young monk from Wanfo Temple!"

Xiu Yuan smiled bitterly, "Your Majesty, kill to stop killing. When will this retribution of injustice come to an end?"

Shen Feng: "Master, if you continue to be stubborn, the hatred will continue endlessly, and more innocent people will lose their lives in vain."

Lu Lingchuan raised the corners of his lips and revealed a cool smile.

"Master also reminded me that if I can't see the demon star soon, then I will kill the Yang family to avenge my mother."

"Come on, come on, come on!" Xiu Yuan sighed, "The poor monk will lead Yao Xing to meet His Majesty."

"But he is also the blood of the late emperor and is your Majesty's brother. I hope you will put aside your hatred."

"He can be saved and passed away, and everything will go well for Your Majesty in the future!"

Xiu Yuan was still nagging, and Lu Lingchuan didn't want to listen to his chatter anymore, so he picked up his sword and strode outside Fengxian Hall.

Shen Feng raised his hand to the great monk and said, "Your Majesty is blinded by grief at this time. Please forgive me, Master."

After saying that, he also chased after the emperor, leaving Xiu Yuan alone, looking up at the clouds surging in the sky with compassion.

Lu Lingchuan held his sword and walked aimlessly in the palace. He didn't know where he should go.

Facing the night wind, the profound loneliness surged up from all directions and enveloped him.

Looking back on this life, as an emperor, he would actually reach such a sloppy state.

He paused, looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing, laughing, tears kept falling from his eyes, and soon the world became blurred.

Lu Lingchuan wiped it on his face and continued to walk forward with his sword in hand...

Wang Dafu followed the emperor silently, not daring to ask anything.

The sky was getting darker and darker. The emperor walked from Zichen Palace to Cining Palace, and then from Cining Palace to Changxin Palace...

Until he was exhausted, he sat down under a long-abandoned palace wall, his eyes were blank, and he looked up at the sky.

Wang Dafu knelt in front of Lu Lingchuan and kept kowtowing, "Your Majesty, please go back and rest for a while. I beg you, my servant."

"Go back? Where should I go back?"

Lu Lingchuan crossed his arms and wanted Wang Dafu to give him an answer. This empty palace, the Queen Mother is no longer there, and his beloved woman has also left.

"Your Majesty, no matter what happens, this servant will stay by your Majesty's side forever." Wang Dafu's eyes were red and he forced to hold back the sadness in his heart.

"What a blessing. You are right. Even if I have nothing in the future, I will still have you."

Lu Lingchuan said expressionlessly, stretched out his hand and asked Wang Dafu to help him up.

This servant and his master walked in the long palace corridor under the moonlight, stretching out two shadows, one tall and one short.

Shen Feng has been waiting in Xingning Palace for a long time.

Officials from Dali Temple came to report that they had found out the relationship between the great monk Xiuyuan and the Yang Fei tribe. It turns out that before he was tonsured, he was an orphan adopted by Concubine Yang.

Lu Lingchuan entered the south study room, and Shen Feng reported the truth to him.

"My intention is that just in case, Chunyu is ordered to come up with a strategy to capture the demon star as soon as possible!"

"I also wrote a letter to Mr. Guigu, asking him to immediately send my dog ​​down the mountain to capture the monster."

Lu Lingchuan casually looked at the memorials stacked on the dragon desk, "Thank you, Grand Master."

Shen Feng continued,——

"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites has planned the auspicious time for the Empress Dowager's funeral in three days. I have also made an agreement with Xiu Yuan. When the Empress Dowager enters the imperial mausoleum, he will lead out the demon star to end this bad relationship and sin."

"Your Majesty, it's better to get some things in at this time and then go and rest for a while." Shen Feng said softly.

Lu Lingchuan shook his head and looked at Shen Feng with sad eyes, "Grand Master, I have a merciless request, and I hope you will fulfill it!"