After Jiao Didi escaped from the outer room, the prince went crazy

Chapter 272 I am Wanwan’s Liulang

Abbot Tianfa lowered his eyes and pursed his lips very straight. After a while, he slowly said, "Miss Li is outside."

Song Yanxing looked over, his eyes suddenly became darker than before, "Where is she?"

"Just outside the temple."

After hearing this, Song Yanxing quickly stood up and walked outside.

Li Miaoyi was chatting away in every possible way while sitting in the carriage. As soon as those people left, no sound could be heard except the wind. Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside, as if they were coming this way.

Li Miaoyi couldn't help but panic, but she heard the sound of someone kneeling outside, "Your Majesty——"

The late emperor was dead, so it was obvious who the person outside was, and Li Miaoyi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The next moment the man's cold voice sounded, "Go down -"

"Yes." Everyone retreated.

After a moment, a pair of slender hands opened the carriage curtain. Song Yanxing today felt a little strange to Li Miaoyi.

He was wearing a black brocade robe and a fine jade crown on his head. The robe was embroidered with the pattern of a sea dragon with gold thread. His whole person exuded a domineering aura that shook the world.

At this moment, Li Miaoyi clearly knew that the relationship between the two was different from the past.

"Why are you so dazed?" Song Yanxing stretched out his hand and helped Li Miaoyi out of the carriage with a doting look on his face, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were here? I made you stay here alone." Song Yanxing looked straight at it The smile on her face seemed a little lighter.

Li Miaoyi took her hand out of Song Yanxing's palm. Just as she was about to kneel down, Song Yanxing reached out to stop her, "There is no need to be polite between you and me."

"Now that you are His Majesty, how can I remain the same as before?"

"I didn't sit on this throne just to distance myself from you, Wanwan." After a pause, Song Yanxing reached out and tucked a strand of hair from Li Miaoyi's head behind her ear.

"Can we stay as we were before? No matter I am the prince or your majesty, I will always be Wanwan's Liulang." Song Yanxing bent over and looked at Li Miaoyi, his eyes filled with love that was about to overflow.

"Liu Lang?" Li Miaoyi asked tentatively.

Song Yanxing stretched out his hand and touched Li Miaoyi's head with a smile on his face. He stretched out his hand in front of her.

Li Miaoyi came back to her senses and gently placed her hand on Song Yanxing's slender hand. The fingers were like silk threads, stretching out delicate lines.

Song Yanxing held Li Miaoyi's hand tightly, and the two of them walked into the palace together. At this time, Eunuch Sun was standing at the door of the hall. He saw the two of them and saluted quickly, "Your Majesty, Miss Li."

He had heard about this Miss Li when he was with the late emperor. It was rumored that His Highness the Crown Prince was extremely obsessed with her. At that time, Eunuch Sun thought it was just a rumor, but now it seems that is not the case.

"Go and inform the imperial kitchen to prepare some pastries. I don't want anyone else to know about Wanwan's presence here." Song Yanxing looked serious, completely losing the gentleness he had when facing Li Miaoyi.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I will keep their mouths shut." After saying this, his eyes fell viciously on the young eunuchs beside him.

They were startled and quickly lowered their heads.

In the palace, it is not a good thing to see too much, and it is not a big deal if a few servants disappear from Nuo Da's palace.

Song Yanxing pulled Li Miaoyi and walked into the main hall. At this time, Abbot Tianfa was still standing there, with his back to them, his head lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When she got closer, Li Miaoyi realized that he was chanting sutras with Buddhist beads in his hand.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, "Your Majesty -" Song Yanxing nodded calmly, "Abbot Tianfa did a great job in protecting the people when he was in Fuzhou, and today you have served the dragon again. I make you the national preceptor. I don't know, Abbot. how about?"

"The heart of this poor monk lies in the Buddha. The monk may not be able to bear the responsibility of being a national master. Please, Your Majesty, choose someone else." Abbot Tianfa still has the same temperament that is neither humble nor arrogant.

Song Yanxing looked at Abbot Tianfa condescendingly, "In this case, I will not force the abbot, but the abbot must always remember that your heart is with the Buddha."

Abbot Tianfa lowered his head so that no one could see the expression on his face. He slowly said, "This is natural. There are still important matters to be dealt with in the Poor Monk Temple, so I will take the first step and the Poor Monk will leave."

Song Yanxing nodded in agreement.

From the beginning to the end, Abbot Tianfa's eyes did not fall on Li Miaoyi, as if the two of them were strangers.

But the more this happened, the more Song Yanxing became suspicious of Abbot Tianfa. From the beginning, he seemed to be helping Li Miaoyi overtly and covertly. He could tell that Song Yanxing was not a fool.

Li Miaoyi also noticed something was wrong, but she always had a faint smile on her face, and her eyes were only looking at Song Yanxing.

When she came back from Fuzhou that day, she noticed that Song Yanxing didn't seem to like her eyes lingering on the man next to her.

After Abbot Tianfa left, Song Yanxing returned to his previous doting look. He took Li Miaoyi and sat on the soft sides, and reached out to pour a pot of tea for her.

This shocked Li Miaoyi. No matter how she said it, Song Yanxing was now His Majesty, how could he do such a trivial thing, so she quickly stood up and wanted to take the teapot, but Song Yanxing avoided her.

"Just sit down."

Li Miaoyi had no choice but to watch Song Yanxing put the brewed tea in front of her.

"Your Majesty—" At this moment, Eunuch Sun's voice sounded outside the door.

"Enter."

Eunuch Sun opened the door, and dozens of eunuchs with food boxes in their hands filed in behind them. Without exception, they all lowered their heads. It was obvious that Eunuch Sun had informed them in advance.

"Your Majesty, these pastries are here. Can you see if they are laid out or something?"

"Set up." Song Yanxing returned to his usual cold demeanor.

"Yes -" As soon as he finished speaking, these people took out the pastries from the food boxes and placed them on the table.

After a while, everything was put away. At this time, the little eunuch who tested the poison tried all the pastries. After waiting for a while to make sure that everything was fine, they left one by one.

From the beginning to the end, these people's steps were light, their movements were light, and their heads were always lowered.

Eunuch Sun bent down and slowly said, "Your Majesty, do you want someone to wait on you?"

"No need, you stay."

"Yes--"

Song Yanxing stood up, took Li Miaoyi's hand, brought her to the table, and gently pushed her to sit down, "What do you want to eat?"

Li Miaoyi is a person who has seen the big world, but she couldn't help but be shocked at this time. They were just pastries, and they filled the whole table.

At this moment, she seemed to understand why everyone wanted the ninth-five supreme position.

There is one more chapter, and I am working on it as quickly as possible. Please stay tuned, dear friends.