My Wife Has Been Blackened

Chen Yuan stood next to the young monk.

The little monk who winked and winked couldn't show off the aura of a master.

"Look, am I right?" Those eyes seemed to be able to speak, making the little monk feel quite uncomfortable.

When I was a kid, I wanted to go down the mountain. My master told me that there was a goblin at the bottom of the mountain and that the goblin wanted to eat people.

Chen Yuan must be that little goblin. Every time I see him, I feel uncomfortable. Now I can't even sleep well at night, and I can even enter his dreams.

"That's a monster..." Chen Yuan tried his best to hold his neck up, with a proud look on his face.

The little monk looked at her and wanted to reach out and touch her head and comb the hair on that end. She must be cuter than the kitten on the mountain and feel softer and more comfortable.

Leng Buding remembered the feeling of her falling into his arms two days ago, and the little monk's mouth was very dry.

Alas, I have recited sutras too much, so I should drink more water.

"But he is my only son..." Chen Shuang relied on this son to win a concubine and gain favor. How could he give it up?

"This is not simple. If he is really the sinner who brought disaster to the country and the people, let's put him in front of the memorial tablets of his ancestors..." Chen Yuan said with a smile.

The emperor wanted to kill him directly.

Chen Shuang didn't give up, he quickly got up and put the child on the altar table.

"Ancestors, He Ling is a descendant of the royal family. He is of royal blood. Please show mercy to our ancestors and save He Ling. Please show mercy to our ancestors and save He Ling." Chen Shuang kowtowed vigorously.

The third prince had a sullen face. Now he was seventy to eighty percent convinced.

This child cannot be kept!

The young monk suddenly remembered that when Chen Yuan was doing good deeds before, he paid special attention to the relatives of the servants in the third prince's house, as well as the maids and nannies who served him...

The little monk glanced at Chen Yuan, who turned to look at him with a smile.

Last time, the young monk presided over the first sacrifice in his life at Chengtian Hall, but Chen Yuan asked him to put a bag of things behind the black-faced venerable.

She said she wanted to ask for peace and whether she could get married. She heard that the Bodhisattvas were more likely to hear the words of the royal family, so she asked him to help put them away and use them for worship.

The little monk believed it, but at this moment his hands and feet felt cold.

Watching Chen Shuang suddenly screamed, his face turned pale with fright, and he pointed at the tablet that kept falling down.

The emperor and the third prince looked extremely ugly.

"Wow wow... wow wow..." The baby's cry was a little breathtaking.

The young monk suddenly felt uneasy. He felt that he might have been an accomplice and done something bad. His face looked ugly.

"Little monk, you have to believe me..." The Ruoyouruowu voice in his ear made the little monk dare not look back.

He didn't dare to look at Chen Yuan.

"Father, father! Father, weep, weep, the statue is weeping..." The third prince was so frightened that his face changed, and he saw the black-faced Shura guarding the Chengtian Palace on both sides actually shedding tears of blood.

The lines of blood and tears were so dazzling that the emperor was furious on the spot.

"A monster is born, full of evil, everyone can kill him! I will kill him!" The emperor barely concealed his anger, and the third prince knelt down with a snap.

"My son agrees, I beg my father to kill the evildoer!" The third prince broke into a cold sweat.

Chen Shuang was so frightened that his son did not dare to come near him even as he cried.

How could it be possible, how could it be possible? She actually dreamed about it, but what she dreamed about was that her son became the emperor and she became the queen mother.

But at this time, all the ancestors of the royal family were shaken down from above, and the lines of blood and tears were even more frightening.

She didn't even dare to talk about this dream. She didn't dare to say that she was destined to be the Queen Mother in the future.

The little monk felt cold all over, those blood and tears...

They are all places where he puts things.

Chen Yuan, Chen Yuan her...

Little monk, you have to believe me. That voice suddenly disappeared.

When the little monk turned back, Chen Yuan was already looking at the baby, his face expressionless, seemingly indifferent and indifferent.

The young monk felt a little empty. He seemed to have missed something. He felt very irritated and aggrieved. What exactly had he missed? Why did he feel as uncomfortable as reciting the wrong sutra?

"Master, do you have a solution? Since the master predicted this monster early on, there must be a solution. Please help me!" The emperor bent down in a rare move.

"Master, if this comes to pass, you will be the master of our dynasty!" the emperor promised.

He just wants to protect the country for generations to come!

The little monk wanted to turn his head and look at Chen Yuan, but he didn't dare. He really wanted to tell His Majesty that this, this might all be false! This, the blood and tears were put in by him.

He is a monk, how could he...

He wanted to say it out, but if he said it, Chenyuan would be dead, and the little monk suddenly fell silent.

"Master, do you have a solution? If this child grows up, he will definitely destroy my century-old foundation!" the emperor said solemnly.

The little monk's heart trembled, and he was about to speak when he heard Chen Yuan's voice behind him saying calmly: "Master is compassionate. How soft is Master on newborn babies? He is not like us and has ties to the world. Let Chen Yuan relieve your majesty's worries. ." Chen Yuan spoke lightly, as if he was dreaming when he blinked his eyes and teased the little monk just now.

The little monk didn't know why, he just felt empty in his heart.

Watching Chen Yuan stand up and stand next to the baby.

The baby cried very loudly. The little monk wanted to stop it, but when he met Chen Yuan's eyes, he was stunned.

Suddenly, the words I asked countless times came to mind again, if I have no way out, will you marry me?

The little monk looked at Chen Yuan standing up and felt that he seemed to have made a decision.

If he stood up, maybe Chen Yuan would have a way out, right?

The little monk was very uneasy and felt a pain in his heart.

"Master, you are compassionate and take it as your duty to save all sentient beings. This matter may have some impact on the master. Can you please avoid it?" Chen Yuan was very indifferent, looking at him with clear eyes, no different from others.

The emperor ordered the young monk to leave.

The little monk stepped out of the temple door, feeling extremely uneasy. When he turned around and closed the door, he saw Chen Yuan looking at him.

He said silently: "Are you willing to marry me?"

The palace door closed with a creak.

The little monk was very panicked. He was twisting his beads and thinking about the scriptures. Suddenly all the beads in his hand broke and they were scattered at the door of Chengtian Hall, jumping a long distance.

There are beads everywhere.

Someone helped pick it up, but he stared at the palace door absentmindedly, refusing to leave.

The palace door was not opened until it was almost dark and the palace door was about to close. Someone came to ask him to leave the palace, and he stared at the palace door in confusion.

"Why, why haven't they come out?" The little monk didn't speak for a long time, and his throat was a little hoarse.

The guard looked at the master and felt that the master's face was not very good.

"This is the Chengtian Hall. There is a passage inside that leads directly to the altar. Your Majesty has already brought the soul-suppressing person and the monster to the altar. The sacrificial ceremony is about to begin." The guard didn't know why, but he felt that the master's eyes were a little sad.

Soul-killer, monster...

The little monk's heart trembled, and he turned around and ran towards the altar.

My legs and feet were weak, my heart was panicking, and my inner uneasiness was getting stronger.