Chapter 410： broken

Chapter 410 is broken

Chen Yuan stood next to the little monk.

Winking, the whole young monk couldn't put on the air of a master.

"Look, am I right?" Those eyes seemed to be able to speak, and the little monk looked a little uncomfortable.

When I was young, I wanted to go down the mountain, but my master said that there was a goblin at the bottom of the mountain, and the goblin wanted to eat people.

Chen Yuan is that little fairy, every time I see him, I feel uncomfortable, and now I can't even sleep well at night, and I can even enter his dreams.

"That's an evildoer..." Chen Yuan tried his best to hold his neck high, with a proud expression on his face.

The little monk looking at her really wanted to reach out and touch her head, and stroke the hair on that head. It must be cuter than the kitten on the mountain, and it feels softer and more comfortable.

Suddenly recalling the touch of her falling into his arms two days ago, the little monk's mouth was very parched.

Alas, I recite too much scriptures, I should drink more water.

"But he is my only son..." Chen Shuang relied on this son to win the side concubine, won the favor, how can he be willing.

"This is not easy. If he is really a sinner who has brought disaster to the country and the people, put him in front of the tablets of the ancestors..." Chen Yuan said with a smile.

The emperor wanted to kill him directly.

Chen Shuang did not give up, quickly got up and put the child on the altar.

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

The third prince had a sullen face, and now he believed it 70% to 80%.

This child can't be kept!

The little 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 nanny who served him...

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

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

She said that she wanted to ask for peace, whether she could get married, and heard that the words of the royal family were easier for Bodhisattvas to hear, so she asked him to put them aside and offer them as offerings.

The little monk believed it, but now his hands and feet felt cold.

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

The faces of the emperor and the third prince were extremely ugly.

"Wow...Wow..." The baby's cry was a bit piercing.

The little monk suddenly felt uneasy. He felt that he might be an accomplice and did something bad. His face was ugly.

"Little monk, you have to trust me..." The faint voice next to the ear made the little monk dare not turn his head.

He dare not look at Chen Yuan.

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

The line of blood and tears was extremely dazzling, and the emperor was furious on the spot.

"A monstrous evildoer is born, full of evil, everyone will be punished! I will kill him!" The emperor hardly concealed his anger, and the third prince fell to his knees with a thud.

"My son agrees, please kill the evildoer!" The third prince was in a cold sweat.

Chen Shuang was so frightened that his son didn't even dare to approach him crying.

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

But at this time, the ancestors of the royal family were all shaken from above, and the line of blood and tears trembled with fright.

She didn't dare to talk about this dream anymore, she didn't even dare to say that she was destined to be the queen mother in the future.

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

are all places where he put things.

The world, the world, her...

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

When the little monk turned back, Chen Yuan had already looked at the baby with a blank expression on his face, as if very indifferent, very indifferent.

The little monk felt a little empty in his heart, he seemed to have missed something, and felt very agitated and aggrieved. What did he miss?

"Master, may I have a solution? Since the master predicted this monster early in the morning, there must be a solution, and I hope the master will fulfill it!" The emperor bent his waist in a rare way.

"Master, if this is accomplished, he will be the national teacher of our dynasty!" the emperor promised.

He just wants to protect the country forever!

The little monk wanted to turn his head to look at Chen Yuan, but he dared not. He really wanted to tell His Majesty, this, this may all be false! Here, blood and tears were put on it.

He is a monk, how can he...

He wanted to say it, but if he said it, Chen Yuan would die. The little monk suddenly fell silent.

"Master, is there a solution? If this son grows up, it will destroy my century-old foundation!" The emperor said in a concentrated voice.

The little monk's heart trembled, and he was about to speak, but he heard Chen Yuan's voice behind him and said lightly: "Master is compassionate, Master is kind of soft-hearted towards the newborn baby. It is not as good as us, which is involved in the secular world. Let Chen Yuan relieve your majesty's worries." " Chen Yuan's tone was light, as if the blinking of his eyes to tease the little monk just now was a dream.

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

Watching Chen Yuan stand up and stand beside the baby.

The baby was crying extremely hard, the little monk wanted to stop him, but he was stunned when he met Shang Chenyuan's eyes.

Suddenly, the sentence that I asked countless times came to mind, if I have no way out, would you marry me?

The little monk watched Chen Yuan stand up and felt that he seemed to have made a decision.

If he stands up, maybe Chen Yuan will have a way out, is that so?

The little monk was very disturbed, and his heart was aching.

"Master, you are merciful and take it as your mission to save all living beings. This matter may have some impact on 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 little monk to leave.

The little monk walked out of the hall door with one foot deep and one shallow foot, feeling extremely disturbed in his heart, turned his head the moment the hall door closed, and saw Chen Yuan looking at him.

mouth shape silently said: "Would you like to marry me?"

The gate of the palace creaked shut.

The little monk was very flustered, twisting the Buddhist beads and thinking about the scriptures, all the Buddhist beads in his hand suddenly broke, and just scattered at the gate of Chengtian Temple, jumping and jumping for a long distance.

Everywhere, there are beads.

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

The gate of the palace was not opened until it was getting dark and the gate of the palace was about to close. When someone came to invite him out of the palace, he stared blankly at the gate.

"Why, why didn't they come out?" The little monk hadn't spoken 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, and there is a road leading directly to the altar. Your Majesty has already brought the soul suppressor and the evildoer to the altar. The sacrificial ceremony is about to begin." For some reason, the guard felt the master's eyes were a little sad.

Soul suppressor, evildoer...

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

My legs and feet were weak, my heart was flustered, and my inner anxiety became more and more intense.

(end of this chapter)