Comprehensive film and television: the queen is charming and has many children and blessings

The big monk had admired Xinlan's gracefulness enough, so he tidied her clothes and carried her away from the place where they were worshiping Buddha.

As the great monk left, the place where people worshipped Buddha began to burn, especially the scriptures that the great monk had copied, which all turned into blood-black flames and burned.

As the scriptures burned, the scars on the monk's head began to burn especially hot, and the robes on his body began to glow. The Buddhist beads around his neck even entangled in the monk's flesh, as if wishing to kill him.

The big monk held Xinlan in his arms, his steps steady, his expression not changing because of this. The glow of his cassock also went from bright to faint, and it looked as if his strength was getting weaker and weaker.

Every step the big monk took left a bloody footprint on the ground, but he seemed to have no extra feelings. Xinlan was sleeping soundly in his arms, feeling the warmth of his body and the cold moonlight shining on her body, and she unconsciously burrowed into the big monk's arms.

The big monk looked up at the bright but cold moon, frowned slightly, and held Xinlan tightly in his arms, not wanting to let the moonlight shine on Xinlan.

Xinlan was escorted to the bed. The big monk wanted to leave, but the snake pattern was reluctant to leave. It wandered around all over Xinlan's body and refused to return to the big monk no matter what.

How could the big monk want to leave Xinlan, it's just that he is better at disguise, while Shewen is more straightforward than him. Thinking about it, the big monk compromised and lay down beside Xinlan.

Xinlan naturally rolled into his arms, found a comfortable position and slept more soundly, her small hands roaming back and forth on the robes. The big monk knew what she wanted, but even he could not take off the unsightly robes.

Xinlan was unhappy because she didn't find the abdominal muscles she wanted. She closed her eyes and hummed, but she refused to give up no matter what.

He felt very aggrieved, and the monk could do nothing but comfort him.

Xinlan was comforted and grabbed the monk's robes tightly, wishing she could tear them to pieces.

Xinlan was in such a state that she was about to wake up from her deep sleep. The monk wanted to stay with her for a while longer, but now he couldn't.

The snake pattern still wanted to struggle, but the big monk stood up and took only two steps before the snake pattern was forced to return to the big monk, spitting out its tongue to vent its dissatisfaction.

Xinlan didn't know what all this was about. She only remembered that she wanted to touch Yinzhen's abdominal muscles in her dream, but she couldn't do it no matter what. She was so angry that she almost woke up, but in the end, fatigue won out and she fell asleep again.

The next morning, Xinlan found that she was sleeping in the previous room. She thought that the monk knew her thoughts and would avoid her, but she didn't expect that when she was awake, the monk had prepared everything she needed to wash up.

Xinlan was satisfied. She seemed to be strictly following the rules, but in fact, she still honestly wanted her.

Xinlan wanted to tease him again, so she picked up the comb and asked the monk, "Did you make this comb just for me, or did you have it originally?"

The monk only had scars from his vows on his head, not a single hair on it, so there was no way the comb would have been there originally.

Xinlan knew the truth, but she just wanted to hear the monk admit in person that he had prepared this comb specially for her.

The monk's earlobes were red and bleeding again. There was no extra expression on his face, but Xinlan could see that he wanted to leave again.

Xinlan didn't let him go, so she took the comb and put it in the monk's hand, "My hands are sore, I don't want to comb my hair myself, Master, are you willing to help me?"