The Anarchic Consort Chapter 208: The man

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After seeking marriage, it is the last vow.

The Royal Shangxiang didn’t need to give a big ceremony like ordinary people. The Supreme Emperor only took three of them and bends towards the Lord Buddha. He didn’t kneel down, let alone kowtow.

Send it all the way under the abbot's presidency, and all walks are Lin Lu.

Probably still thinking about the wooden sign, the abbot's face was obviously in a trance.

The Supreme Emperor kept him, and let the ladies of the family get in the car first.

"What do you think of this Helian Weiwei?" The Supreme Emperor and the abbot walked to the edge of the forest, looked at the figure who was walking away, and hesitated to speak.

The abbot looked down, respectful and worried: "Lao Na always feels that she is a bit like the maid who is next to His Royal Highness. Maybe it's too long in the past, Lao Na can't say for sure."

The king's eyes sank: "You mean he chose Helian Weiwei because of that maid?"

"Lao Na can't answer you, too emperor. Because Lao Na is not His Royal Highness, I am not sure what His Royal Highness thinks." The abbot's presiding voice also slowly lowered: "Maybe he is simply interested."

The Supreme Emperor squeezed his hands: "If Grandma does not get Helian Weiwei, what will happen to him? Or one day, when the maid returns, what will happen to Helian Weiwei?"

"He will...I think you know, Taishang, for the existence of that maid, it is impossible for your Highness to be unaware of the existence of that maid. Even if he doesn't know it now, someone will find a way to let him know that it will become Lao Na can't predict any situation." The abbot presided over a pause, and then said: "Didn't you say that your Highness is likely to have regained his martial spirit now. In that case, Lao Na thought, according to his habits, once he has the righteous master , He won’t ask for a substitute. What's more, you and I haven’t figured out what kind of mentality he holds towards this substitute. Perhaps as you said at the beginning, he is right Helian Weiwei is just using it."

The emperor heard the words, pondered for a moment, then looked back and said: "Anyone can, only the maid, the emperor will never allow her to get close to Grand Majesty anymore. To the royal family, she was simply a disaster. Back then The emperor should try his best to kill her, and now nothing will happen."

"Amitabha Buddha." The abbot puts his hands together and does not like to talk about killing and abuse.

The Taishang emperor calmed his mind, and when he spoke again, he was as calm and wise as usual: "Then, let him help him get Helian Weiwei before he learns that the maid returns."

The abbot frowned: "Will this be too unfair to Helian Weiwei." Obviously it's just a substitute, no, maybe it's more appropriate to grab a rake. The Emperor also pushed her into the fire pit. .

The Supreme Emperor did not speak.

The abbot presiding knows that this is a decision he has made.

The royal family is always ruthless.

This is especially true for people who have reached a high position.

The Emperor Taishang met his gaze, as if guaranteeing: "If she really can't change the grandeur at that time, the emperor will let her retreat without fail."

The abbot hosted in surprise: "The Supreme Emperor believes that the girl from the Helian family can change His Highness?"

"Got a bet." The Supreme Emperor looked at the figure not far away: "Ajue is not the kind of person who will faint for anyone. What the elders think does not necessarily work for him. , But I always want to leave him a thought."

The abbot presided over for a moment, and suddenly felt a little cold on his body.

What the Supreme Emperor said nicely is thinking, in fact, if the shadow of that maid kept in his heart.

For Helian Weiwei, no matter how good she is, she is just a substitute.

Even if one day, His Royal Highness killed the maid himself, it was the same.

It's just a pity to have such a good sign.

According to the truth, the person who can draw the wooden sign will never go like this in the future.

The abbot raised his eyes again and looked in a direction not far away, hoping that in a game, the little girl with unique behavior would not sink too deep.

Amitabha...

The Supreme Emperor looked at the abbot's hands clasped together, and stretched out his hands to let the eunuchs who were accompanying him help him and walk over.

At that moment, he felt that he was really old.

If he was still young, he would never use the girl Helian Weiwei in this way.

It is true that the more he looks, the more he feels that this girl has a good personality and is sensible.

But, there is no way, his grandson needs this kind of person by his side.

Even if it is a fire pit, he can only push her in...

……

At this time, after coming out of the temple, Yuan Ming was finally able to speak, but his voice still sounded a bit unusually weak, he was lazily nestled in the fantasy space, and it seemed that he didn’t plan to do it again for the time being. Out.

Helian Weiwei raised her eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

"I can't tell you." Yuan meditated on what was just now: "I always felt that there was a breath that was familiar at that time, but when you moved your position, it was when you hit the third prince from behind. It disappeared, but the shaking was too great. You always have to give the deity some time to regain physical strength."

Helian Weiwei squinted her pupil: "What breath?"

"I'm not sure yet. I'll tell you when I'm sure. I'll go to bed first." Yuan Ming waved his hand and directly blocked the communication of consciousness, but he hid something in his heart.

I don't know if it was his illusion.

At that moment, he actually felt the breath of that man.

Oh, how is it possible.

The man has already ruined his soul, how could he still be in the world.

He must have been thinking too much.

Yuan Ming yawned, rubbed the new small book cover Helian Weiwei gave him, and began to devour aura and cultivate his breath.

Seeing his appearance, Helian Weiwei didn't continue to ask more questions. She would not ask to tell her the truth about every devil.

Lying is the nature of the devil.

Since Yuan Xiaoming didn't want to talk, she didn't need to ask the bottom line.

It’s just that I rarely see him like this, which makes Helian Weiwei a little puzzled of what happened just now. It’s clear that the temples seem to be in harmony. If there is anything to say, it is three. His Royal Highness looked a little unhappy.

Helian Weiwei recalled the scene in the Buddhist temple just now, and slightly lowered her eyebrows.

"Miss Weiwei."

I was thinking, suddenly I heard someone calling me. When I turned around, I saw Sun Gongzheng standing behind her, with hesitation on his face: "There is something minion wants to trouble the lady for help. ."

Helian Weiwei retracted the hand that raised the curtain, smiling faintly: "What's the matter?"

"The lower part of the temple was only when the Supreme Emperor entered the incense, and his hand was injured. Until now, there is no medicine applied." Grandpa Sun said eagerly, and when he looked at Helian Weiwei, he sighed: "Probably his highness. Forgot, but as soon as he saw the carriage, he gave an order to not allow anyone to approach. The old slave was worried about the hands of His Royal Highness, whether it would be pus on such a hot day."