Substitute Attack and Scum Shou Your Majesty

"Clean the palace people, kill them all with sticks."

Shi Yin had no choice but to doubt whether he heard it wrong.

Otherwise, how could these dozens of lives be so light?

In one sentence, everything will disappear.

The palace people knelt on the ground, obviously crying and begging, but they didn't dare to make too much noise.

Shi Yin wanted to say something, but before he could speak, he was blocked by the father-in-law.

The father-in-law said: "They're all ignorant little things, they haven't been adjusted||taught well, and the master will laugh at you."

"But master, don't plead for them."

"It's all these things that can't control their tongues."

After finishing speaking, the father-in-law waved his hand and ordered to the person he brought: "Take it down and execute the sentence."

"Yes."

Those palace people really looked like something, they were caught and dragged out.

Soon, the sound of sticks and sticks mixed with screams came into the hall, and also reached Shi Yin's ears.

The father-in-law was still standing there, not staring outside, just staring at Shi Yin, his eyes were cold, without any emotion, just cold, not like looking at people, but as if he was looking at another thing.

Shi Yin suddenly closed his eyes and clenched his hands tightly.

There was only a heavy snowfall yesterday, and there should be no smell at all, but now the smell of blood is overwhelming, and it is even more painful than the bitter cold wind.

They rushed over one after another, weaving a dense net, resembling wild beasts, ready to swallow people.

He can't do anything.

The father-in-law still stood there, raised his hand in front of his nose and fanned it slightly, and then ordered: "The smell is too strong, quickly open the doors and windows to let the air in, don't let the pickled smell disturb Master's meditation."

"Yes."

Immediately, some palace people came forward and opened all the doors and windows inside and outside the palace hall, and the warmth accumulated in the room was instantly blown away by the cold wind.

Shi Yin was only wearing a thin monk robe.

He feels very cold.

Although it was cold and snowy in winter, what he saw today sent chills down his spine.

Shi Yin remembered what A Luan had said.

What Aluan said was absolutely right.

This Kyoto Miyagi is indeed a giant beast that devours people.Even more so than the cold pool and abyss, as long as one's feet sink into it, if one is not careful, there will be no bones left.

These palace people in Qingjing Temple are examples.

Father-in-law said they brought it on—but what did they do?

Could it be that a dozen human lives are worth less than rumors?

Shi Yin let go of his hand and stood up eagerly, he couldn't just let the palace people lose their lives like this.

He has to figure it out.

A Luan...

But Shi Yin just took a step, the father-in-law moved over and stretched out his hand to stop him.

The father-in-law asked, "Where is Master going?"

Shi Yin didn't want to tangle with him, so he said in a low voice, "Get out of the way."

The father-in-law withdrew his hand, but he didn't move, he was still standing there, he seemed to have figured out what Shi Yin was going to do, and asked: "Master, don't you want to find His Majesty?"

When Shi Yin heard the words, he looked at him.

The father-in-law bent even more, seemingly very respectful, but he was not polite when he said it: "Your Majesty is in the empress dowager's palace, accompanying the empress dowager, I'm afraid he won't be free to meet the master."

"What's more, this is the will of the Empress Dowager. Your Majesty has always been filial. He will definitely not disobey the Empress Dowager for some insignificant personnel matters, and hurt the relationship between mother and child."

A gust of wind blows in from outside, and blows away through the open door and window.

Only the smell of blood was left in the palace.

The sound of sticks was still ringing outside, but the screams for help had already weakened.

Slowly, there was no more movement.

Shi Yin could only sit back.

The father-in-law also bowed and returned to his original position, continuing to stand expressionlessly.

Shi Yin sat there, slid down the bead on his wrist and turned it in his hand, closed his eyes, stretched the space between his brows, and forced himself to calm down.

Seeing this, the father-in-law said, "Maybe the master still has time to recite the mantra for them."

There was a bit of sarcasm in those words.

But Shi Yin didn't care.

He didn't read anything, just sat there, picking beads in his hand, and his heart was completely empty.He was powerless to save the lives of these palace people, let alone save them.

He is just a monk.

And he was an unordained monk.

Shi Yin suddenly had an absurd idea - he wanted to return to vulgarity and escape from this place with A Luan.

But this is impossible after all.

Aluan is not only Aluan, he is also the emperor.

Shi Yin knew that the emperor would not leave.

He knows it all too well.

So much so that my heart ached.

He has seen his own sorrow.

At this moment, Shi Yin confessed his feelings when he obviously shouldn't - he did have feelings for A Luan, but it was wrong after all.

Besides, he still doesn't know Aluan's intentions.

But Shi Yin thought, in this palace city, it is so easy to take away the lives of the palace people, so it shouldn't be too difficult to take him away.

If now, he will lose this life.

He could no longer deceive himself.

At least he wants to see Aluan again.

But no one seemed to prepare such an opportunity for him. The executioner outside finished his errand and came to report to the father-in-law.

Gonggong said: "Okay."

Shi Yin opened his eyes, it was time to deal with him.

I don't know how to send him out of the palace.

Either dead, or alive.

The father-in-law said: "Master, clean up, and the slaves will send someone to send the master out of the palace now."

While Shi Yin was thinking about a dozen lives, he was thinking about Aluan. He was squeezed, his throat constricted, and he was almost speechless. When he opened his mouth, there was a fishy-sweet taste: "Aluan... ..."

Sure enough, while speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The father-in-law was still unhurried, as if Shi Yin vomiting blood was not enough for him to pay attention, he just said: "No matter how much Your Majesty favors Master, but His Majesty's name is taboo, Master should not call it directly, so as not to break the rules."

rule?

Shi Yin suddenly felt a headache, many black shadows flashed before his eyes, and the sound of sticks kept ringing in his ears, the screams became silent, but they were extremely sharp, turning into countless needles to prick him.

The rules, the palace man's life, his life, A Luan...

A Luan! !

Shi Yin felt that he had called out, so he called A Luan's name again, but when he saw the father-in-law's face clearly, Shi Yin knew that he couldn't call out.

He couldn't think of anything more.

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

The robes were stained.

Shi Yin swayed and struggled, but soon collapsed, and he passed out.

There was a lot of snow again that day.

When Shi Yin woke up again, he was in a trance for a moment, confused about where he was, but the smell of blood woke him up quickly, and he leaned over the bed and vomited another mouthful of blood.

Guiyun Guiyu, who was guarding the bedside, was terrified when he saw it, and shouted at a loss, "Senior Brother Shiyin! What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Shi Yin calmed down a little, picked up the handkerchief to wipe off the blood, and lay down on the couch again.

He has nothing more to throw up.

No one took his life.

Shiyin is again in the Abode of Daxing Temple.

The author has something to say:

almost to the beginning

After all, A Luan will come of age on the 25th of this month