Morbid pet

Chapter 43 The Holy Monk
In the familiar yet unfamiliar mansion, there seemed to be Changle's laughter, sarcasm, and anger everywhere.And Xie Zhao always chased after her with a smile on his face, arguing with her and arguing with her, instead of coldly throwing out a sentence: "Is there something wrong with the princess?"

Inexplicable emotions swelled together and might explode at any time. The anger and disappointment accumulated in the bottom of my heart rushed to the peak at this moment.

Chang Le said in a cold voice: "Hand over Die Shi."

Xie Zhao chuckled lightly, clapped his hands, and took Die Shi out of the backyard in the middle of the night. His expression was cold and playful. When he looked at her, the nostalgia in his eyes was washed away by the sea water.

Xie Zhao watched Die Shi walking quickly to Chang Le, nodded and said: "The king came to Die Shi to let her identify the murderer. He has no other intentions. You can ask Miss Die Shi later."

Changle protects Die Shi behind her, her head is slightly raised, her eyes are full of distrust and suspicion, from Xie Zhao's perspective, one can see her slender and fair neck and the half-hidden part of her neck under the white gauze The beautiful collarbone inside.

Xie Zhao couldn't help but swallowed instinctively, the air moved unnaturally along his Adam's apple, and was precisely captured by Chang Le, she glanced at her eyebrows, and slapped Xie Zhaobai with a loud backhand to almost Transparent cheeks.

With a snap, a red palm print was left on his face.

The fiery feeling burned from his face to his heart, liver, spleen and lungs, and the suppressed fire in his eyes could not be extinguished. He has always been very restrained. In this extraordinary period, he must maintain 12 points of sobriety in order to help Changle has cleaned up the mess, but right now, she doesn't know what's good and what's wrong.

Xie Zhao rested his hands lazily on Chang Le's thin and thin shoulders. It seemed that he was not using any force, but Chang Le felt that there were two pincers on his shoulders, which were imprisoned so that he could not move. She frowned and looked at Xie Zhao. His eyes were red with anger and grievance, like a little rabbit.

Xie Zhao's evil fire that had just risen was instantly suppressed.

He couldn't bear her red eyes.

The two looked at each other silently for a while, Xie Zhao suppressed his voice and said, "Changle, would you like to have lunch with me?"

Chang Le nodded his head.

She didn't know why when she saw Xie Zhao, those extreme emotions would be suppressed lightly by his words and movements, just like the Wuzhi Mountain that suppressed Monkey King back then, it was majestic, huge and powerful.

The table was full of her favorite dishes, as well as the roast duck from Xiandelou.

She was bored eating by herself, but Xie Zhao kept picking up food with her.

Xie Zhao: "Don't just eat meat, eat some vegetables, good boy."

"pat-"

Chang Le slammed the chopsticks on the black kiln porcelain bowl, the movement was so loud that the wooden table shook.

"Xie Zhao, what the hell do you mean? Stab me and give me a sweet date?"

The table is obviously full of her favorite dishes, but now she feels that every bite is hard to swallow, and the roast duck in Xiandelou is no longer delicious.

Xie Zhao also gently put down his chopsticks. Instead of looking at her, he turned his gaze to the sky outside the courtyard.

Xie Zhao: "The empress was frightened, she had to spend the past six months in bed, Fengxi Palace was also burned, and all her favorite flowers and plants were burned." His tone was always flat, like a stagnant water. "Can you stop targeting the queen? She harmed you, but she also got her due retribution, and her life should not die. The Rong family only has her such a successful daughter. If she has something wrong, Both you and your brother are in danger."

"Hahaha--"

"The queen's life is her life, so it's precious; my life is not her life? Does this palace deserve to be trampled underfoot?"

"Xie Zhao, the Xuanhe River is so cold."

——Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Chang Le overturned half of the food on the table one after another. The porcelain and soup overflowed on the bluestone slabs in the courtyard, and slowly flowed to the feet of the attendants. They all lowered their heads, not daring to take a look.

Xie Zhao was furious, and the veins in his tensed arms stretched out, "I know how cold the water in the Xuanhe River is!"

Xie Zhao got up and held Changle's face, and tried to smooth the wrinkles between her brows in a rage, "Changle! Can you stop thinking so extreme? I will help you recover all the injuries you have suffered, but now Really not! When you set fire to Fengxi Palace, did you think about your brother? He is not a person in this matter. If this matter is not handled well, the Rong family will turn against him, and the Li family Is Jiangshan going to sit with someone else!"

Chang Le looked at him angrily, "I don't need you to educate me! You'd better save it!"

--Snapped
There was another slap in the face.

After Changle finished fanning, he turned around and left, neatly and simply.

On the phoenix car.

Chang Le closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. Suddenly, her red lips parted slightly and said, "Die Shi, what did Xie Zhao ask you to do today?"

Die Shi poked her head out from the seat outside, and Chang Le said without looking at her: "Come in and sit down and talk."

Die Shi bowed in and sat upright and said slowly: "My lord captured three assassins by the Rixuan River that day, and then asked me to come over today to give a confession and identify the murderer."

Her voice suddenly changed, and the end of the voice trembled unconsciously: "Your Highness."

"The imperial prison is really scary——"

"I used to walk in the imperial prison today, as if I had rolled in hell. I can still smell the blood and rust of the imperial prison on my body, and when I close my eyes, I can see a lot of bones."

Chang Le opened his eyes and asked, "Is it so scary?"

Die Shi nodded frantically, but hesitated: "Those three assassins should not be called human beings anymore."

Chang Le raised his hand to interrupt her, "Enough."

Changle's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly with a tired look, and Die Shi knew that this was the master's headache again.

Die Shi asked: "His Royal Highness, go to the national teacher to prescribe some medicine."

"Do not--"

Before she finished speaking, Chang Le opened a pair of beautiful eyes, half-closed her eyes, thinking about arson in her mind, and there was a small flame in her eyes, which burned more and more vigorously.

"Turn around and go to the national teacher."

"Yes!"

He would go back to his temple - Huguo Temple on holidays.

Changle seldom comes to Huguo Temple. Most of the time she goes to Dabaoen Temple, because it is a royal temple, and the pilgrims who come and go can only be relatives of the emperor. There are relatively few people, and it is quiet and the environment is good.

Huguo Temple is a temple open to the people of the world.

In the words of Changle here, it means: old, broken, and small.

But wishing thief spirit.

There is an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going, especially on Sundays and holidays.

Wuxin is the abbot of the Huguo Temple. Every Sunday, he will open the altar to give a lecture on the scriptures for a day, so almost the narrow roads on Laojun Mountain are crowded with people on Sundays, just to listen to the sacred master's lecture for half an afternoon. arts.

Chang Le didn't understand, so she only visited once when she was a child, and she didn't want to come again.

She was so engrossed in thinking, trying to piece together the sight in front of her eyes with pictures from her childhood, and her sight finally reached the holy monk on the high altar beyond the mountains and seas of crowds.

——unintentionally.

(End of this chapter)