"Phoenix stick - - The Emperor's Swallow."
As soon as the voice of the head monk of Anguo Temple fell, the entire Buddhistic Temple descended into silence.
This...this....
Another Emperor's Swallow? This time, even Mu Xi Yao couldn't help but raise her brows.
She looked at the woman beside her with big fluttering eyes. Did her fate get altered?
When her mind connected all the unforeseen events she had bumped into in these years, Mu Xi Yao instantly felt at ease. As long as Zhong Zheng Lin wouldn't be enchanted by her, she was confident she could live a stable life forever. As for the woman who was devoted only to her little piece of land, if the other person doesn't block her road, everything could be resolved.
About those two phoenix sticks......is the old monk truly reliable?
She was Zhong Zheng Lin's favored consort. She had never thought of unsaddling He Lian Min Min and taking up her position. Regarding He Lian Wei Rui...could it be that she might enter Zhong Zheng Lin's harem in the future and then take the place of her di sister?
In previous life, this woman was a crafty one. The internal strife inside the He Lian clan was also extremely ruthless. However, she had clearly entered the eighth prince's residence. She had not crossed paths with Zhong Zheng Lin.
As for the other possibility, just thinking about it made Mu Xi Yao's mind disarrayed.
Could it be that in this lifetime, Zhong Zheng Lin will be slaughtered? The eight prince Zhong Zheng Han will take up the throne? She will have then to remarry?
Crap, what was with this plot? The more Mu Xi Yao thought the worse her face-twitching got. The direction things took did not match to her tastes. It would be better if bun had his own father to raise him.
Henceforth, in order to be foolproof and also ensure that she won't have to remarry, should she aggrieve boss and take up a concubine for him once again? Aligning He Lian Wei Rui with his camp so as to avoid a new branch growing out of a knot?
Mu Xi Yao's brain turned fast, /more and more bad ideas were emerging in her mind.
"Great master, this...." He Lian Wei Rui was even more shocked than Mu Xi Yao. How should she interpret this?
"The two benefactress needn't think much of this. Let nature take its course. When time comes, you'll naturally understand."
Comprehension struck Mu Xi Yao! This was a terminology of a charlatan! The old monk is too cunning. He saw that a dispute will break out between Zhong Zheng Lin and Zhong Zheng Han and thus came up with this double insurance to trick people.
After bidding farewell to the head monk, Zhong Zheng Lin took Mu Xi Yao for a stroll to the mountain cliff that dwelled at the back of the old Buddhist temple.
"Is Jiao Jiao having wicked ideas?" Just one glance at her cheerfully spinning eyes and Zhong Zheng Lin knew at once that she was about to hatch out wicked ideas.
"Your Highness, that was a "phoenix stick". Aren't you tempted?"
This man burnt with ambitions. How could he tolerate the existence of an uncertainty?
"Jiao Jiao drew "phoenix stick", too." This woman paid herself no attention, yet she remembered well about other people?
"What qie means is whether your Highness wants to...."
Before she could finish her words, Zhong Zheng Lin captured her chin and leaned down to kiss her.
The attending people who followed them quickly withdrew. These two masters were more and more difficult to serve.
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The Beloved Imperial Consort
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