Chapter 119

"Won't the princess go?" Cheng Guan asked Yu Xiaoxiao.

Jade shook her head slightly. In such a short time, three dishes of steamed bun had already entered the belly of her royal highness.

Chengguan sighed gently and reached out to pick up the soup.

Forgetting the moon, she took a look at her master and then at the two monks who went to the temple. Her body in little monk clothes trembled uncontrollably.

Yu Xiaoxiao is still watching the two people around Wen Fenglin, who empty handed the monks who killed the merchants of Japan from the ground, and now stands behind her. Now the monk doesn't wear a veil hat. Looking at the appearance of this monk, Yu Xiaoxiao doesn't understand how a ferocious man can become a monk? Is it more like being a soldier?

"Master," forgetting Yue saw that her master wanted to drink soup. Somehow, she was in a panic and shouted at Chengguan with a cry.

Chengguan Chong forgets the comforting smile of the moon.

The jade little looked back, looked at the Chengguan to drink the soup, the princess's Royal Highness embarrassed immediately, although the brush pot water does not drink the human, but lets the National Teacher drink the brush pot water to be good?

"Princess," Cheng looked at Yu Xiaoxiao again and whispered to Yu Xiaoxiao, "you should live your life with your son-in-law in the future. Things are changeable. You should rely on each other and help each other."

Things are impermanence, jade little do not quite understand, Chengguan's brush pot water makes the princess's heart very upset.

"Princess, you must promise the poor monk," said Cheng Guan and Yu.

Yuxiao, be careful what I promise you? Haven't become a lover yet. Do you want to look at me so affectionately? The princess raised her hand and seized the soup bowl of Cheng Guan's master, and said, "is this soup very good? It's cold. What else do you drink? Pour it. "

"Princess!" The ferocious monk saw that Yu Xiaoxiao robbed the soup and immediately drank at Yu Xiaoxiao.

Yu Xiaoxiao spilled the soup behind her. Although it was mixed with the pot water, what can I drink? With this in mind, the princess did not feel guilty about wasting her food.

The two monks came forward together to grab the soup from the jade little hands, and then to drink the soup. The two of them did not think of it. The royal highness of the princess said it fell down, and a bowl of soup was good enough to die. All of the monks who threw their faces were evil, and even a few drops splashed into the eyes of the monk.

"North State!" Another monk, Beiyuan, shouted the name of his companion and pulled the beizhou monk with swollen eyes back.

"Princess!" Cheng watched Yu Xiaoxiao suddenly turn his face and hurt others. He got up and blocked Yu Xiaoxiao behind him.

"Poor monk's eyes!" Beizhou monk covered his eyes and shouted.

Yu Xiaoxiao poked his head out from behind Chengguan and looked at beizhou. In the blink of an eye, he swollen his eyes into rotten peaches. He was suspicious and said, "is there anyone else allergic to brushing pot water?" In the end of the world, poisons can't be used on humans, so Yu Xiaoxiao hasn't seen people poisoned. His first reaction is that the monk is allergic to brushing pot water.

Monk Beiyuan stared at Yu Xiaoxiao, who was protected by Chengguan, and said, "princess, do you know the end of being the enemy of our Yongsheng temple?"

Oh, yuxiaoxiao came out from behind Chengguan. It's the rhythm of fighting.

Chengguan said, "princess, don't care about me. Go back first."

Yu Xiaoxiao patted Chengguan, took her hand and said, "it seems wrong. Don't be afraid, national teacher. I'm here for everything."

At this time, in the Buddhist hall where young master Fenglin is located, the smile on the big belly arhat's face looks distorted and strange under the flickering candle light.

Beiji and the old monk are persuading young master Fenglin to use some meals.

Little master Fenglin whispered, "have you sent things to Chengguan?"

Beiji hurriedly said: "it has been sent, and beizhou and Beiyuan have also passed."

"When Chengguan was in the temple, he was at odds with my senior brother," sighed young master Fenglin, "but I have no hatred with him."

Beiji stepped forward a few steps, stood next to the young master of Fenglin and said, "young master, Chengguan rebellious temple, if it falls into the hands of the master, he is afraid that he will live in pain. The young master has done his utmost to treat him."

The old monk sighed silently. Chengguan was an extremely intelligent man. When he talked about Buddhism in Yongsheng temple, no one could stand side by side with him. If it wasn't for the disagreement with Wuhuan, how could Chengguan be sent to Fengtian as a national teacher? Now young master Fenglin keeps saying that he didn't kill Chengguan for the sake of his senior brother's unhappiness. How can Chengguan be identified as rebellious against the temple only by a mere letter?

"What about the meal?" Young master Fenglin asked at this time.

The old monk hurried forward with the jade tray. Before approaching the young master Fenglin, the old monk specially looked at the soup in the jade tray and smelled the taste of the soup. People who are used to poisons only smell a strong smell of sweet flour paste. The old monk frowned. How could the kitchen monk of Huguo Temple make this kind of soup?

Beiji saw that young master Fenglin finally wanted to eat. He couldn't wait to see the old monk walking forward. He came and took the jade tray from the old monk's hand and asked, "what's wrong with this meal?"

The old monk shook his head. This meal was made by the kitchen monk who stared at the Huguo temple with his own eyes. What can be the problem?

Beiji looked at the old monk shaking his head, walked quickly to the young master of Fenglin with a jade tray, and whispered, "young master, these meals are still hot. You can use some." Young master Fenglin glanced at the meals that Beiji brought to him. They were all plain and light. It was to his taste. But Princess Linglong seemed ignorant, but actually said some nonsense insidiously. Young master Fenglin felt suffocated in his heart. Looking at the steaming meals, he had no appetite at all. Beiji looked at the maple forest young master and couldn't move his chopsticks. He advised him, "even if the young master doesn't want to use it, he can use some soup to warm his stomach."“ Put it down, "said young master Fenglin. Beiji had no choice but to put the jade tray gently in front of the young master of Fenglin. The old monk then said, "young master, I want to have a look at Chengguan." Young master Fenglin nodded and said, "you should also go and see if the monks in the Huguo temple are ready for the Dharma after the passing of the temple."“ Yes, "the old monk replied to the young master Fenglin and withdrew from the Buddhist hall. Beiji advised: "use more or less, young master." Young master Fenglin picked up the soup, dug it with a porcelain spoon and put it into his mouth. Beiji said, "young master, how long will we stay in Fengtian?" When a mouthful of soup came into his mouth, young master Fenglin choked on the taste of sweet noodle sauce. What kind of soup is this? Beiji didn't notice that young master Fenglin's expression had changed. He still stood there and said, "I think the young master should go to kill the day. National master Wuhuan had ordered someone to send a letter to the young master and let the young master go to kill the day to see him. Why didn't the young master just go?" At this time, young master Fenglin only felt a sore throat, and the strength in his hand became unable to hold the soup bowl. A bowl of soup fell to the ground, and the taste of sweet noodle sauce suddenly floated in the air of the Buddhist hall.