The queen kidnapped the king

Chapter 92

Leng Wangyou understood a little bit in his heart: "Master, is there something wrong?"

The nun nodded acquiescingly, and then said: "The benefactor, can the poor nun come to the meditation room?"

"Okay." Leng Wangyou led the crowd to go in, but the nun stopped him by saluting: "Amitabha, benefactor, the meditation room is an important place of Buddhism, please stay away from idlers."

"No, miss, we must follow you in, or we should stay out of it." Wanzi quit after hearing that, now that the lady is pregnant and cannot use force, they can't bear what happened.

"Wanzi, don't be rude." Leng Wangyou turned his head and gave Wanzi a hard look.

Unconvinced, Wanzi still wanted to talk, but was held down by Ping Wei, who shook his head, Wanzi could only swallow his anger and said no more.

Leng Wangyou screened the other people away, looked at their worried eyes, and comforted: "Don't make a fuss, this lady is just going to listen to the Buddhist scriptures, besides, what can you do if you stay outside, who would dare Playing tricks in front of the guards." As he spoke, he smiled.

In fact, the first half of this sentence is to reassure them, and the second half is for the nun to listen to, so that she can't play any tricks. In fact, Leng Wangyou has long discovered that this nun is a little strange, let alone her slender fingers. There were traces of nail polish, and besides, she could feel a scent of rouge when she got a little closer. How could a nun use these things.

"Please benefactor." The nun thought she hadn't been found, and led Leng Wangyou to the meditation room, and then closed the door.

"Benefactor, please see your lottery." The nun handed the lottery that she had been holding tightly to Leng Wangyou.

Leng Wangyou took the lottery, and it really said "Undersigned" on it, followed by a few lines of poetry.

"Running around and doing heavy duty, carrying water, dragging mud, and crossing mountains, I worry about others begging not to use it for thousands of miles in the village, but I can't return it"

"Dare to ask the teacher, what is the meaning of this." Leng Wangyou asked in a puzzled manner.

"The meaning is to say, if things linger, there is panic in pregnancy, it is difficult to get out of the body, the house is safe, pedestrians are sluggish, the silkworm harvest is bumper, going out to seek good luck, little luck is difficult, this hexagram is muddy. No luck."

Leng Wangyou understood, and there was a trace of displeasure on his face: "Master, does that mean that my child will be lost?"

The nun nodded sympathetically: "Yes, benefactor, don't worry, the poor nun has a solution, but it will take decades of cultivation for the poor nun, but it is fate to meet the benefactor today. Rescue the benefactor."

"It's too much trouble for the teacher. I don't know what the teacher can do?"

"The poor nun has put anti-abortion medicine in this cup of tea to ensure the donor can give birth smoothly." The nun took a cup of tea from the table beside her.

Leng Wangyou thankfully took the teacup, put it to his mouth and tried to drink it down, seeing the nun's look of anticipation, the corner of his mouth curled up when he put it on the rim of the cup, and then he put down the teacup without taking a sip.

"Why, why didn't the benefactor drink it? Was it because he was afraid that the poor nun would poison the teacup?" Seeing Leng Wangyou put down the teacup, the nun couldn't help worrying, she might have noticed something.

"Do you think you're really pretending to be successful?" The sudden question made the nun flustered, panic flashed in her eyes, but she pretended to be calm on her face.

"What does the benefactor mean by this?"

Leng Wangyou snorted softly, got up and walked to the door: "Don't you know that you have many flaws? Does the nun have nail polish? Will there be rouge, gouache, and vulgar cosmetics?" After finishing speaking, he opened the door.

"Niang Niang, I beg you to spare my life, this servant will never dare again." The nun lost her composure at the beginning, and suddenly knelt down in front of Leng Wangyou and begged for mercy.

Leng Wangyou put her arm around her wrist, without internal strength, it seems that she doesn't know martial arts. Thinking of this, she felt relieved, and was not in a hurry to open the door. She turned around and sat on the kang to interrogate: "Say, what is it?" what happened."

"Slave, slave..." After talking about several slaves, he faltered and couldn't say a word.

Leng Wangyou pretended to get up and wanted to go out and call out: "If you don't say it, I think the guards will definitely have thousands of ways to make you speak."

"No, empress, my servant said." Anyway, she is going to die anyway, so it's better to be happy, she doesn't want to go back and suffer endless torture, and in the eyes of some of their servants, the empress is an extremely kind person, and she can die on her own. The hands are also good.

She is Concubine Shu's servant, and she is only in charge of taking care of the flower garden. This morning, the guards around Concubine Shu found her, gave her a pack of medicinal powder, and sent her to this Qingkong Temple, where she was asked to pretend to be a nun. Queen's Empress Trust.Then arrange in advance that the lottery tube is full of lottery, so that no matter what, she has a reason to invite the empress into the meditation room she arranged in advance, and then implement her plan, but unexpectedly, she failed.

"Your Majesty, please save the servants from Concubine Shu's place. We are about to be beaten to death. Last night, the two little sisters of the servant were beaten to death by Concubine Shu. One was beaten to death, and the other was beaten to death. Seriously lying on the bed, I begged my mother to rescue the servants and sisters, and the servants must die to apologize."

Leng Wangyou sneered, in fact, she had heard about Concubine Shu's abuse of servants, but she never thought that she was so cruel, she was really bold, she would think of this trick, then she would not let it go her.

"Your Majesty, you should see the imperial physician recently. According to what I heard occasionally, it seems that this medicine is the last dose. I am afraid that the Empress has taken it before without knowing it. The slave is guilty, and the Empress takes care."

The nun took advantage of the cold Wangyou and didn't pay attention. After saying all this, she hit the wall and died.

Leng Wangyou couldn't help but regret that such a good life was lost just like that. He opened the door with a sigh, and the Pingpi who were guarding the door came over, looked at her carefully, and felt relieved after making sure that she was unharmed.

"Wanzi, send this cup of tea to have a check to see if there are any poisonous ingredients in it, and whether it will affect the child." Leng Wangyou handed Wanzi the tea that the nun let her drink just now.

"Yes, ma'am."

Afterwards, Leng Wangyou told the guards the whole thing, and ordered people to arrest Concubine Shu and wait for the emperor's judgment. As for the dead servants, Leng Wangyou also ordered them to be buried safely, and she promised that she would definitely rescue her Sister Xiaoxin.

Tired for a while, Leng Wangyou felt his body weighed a thousand catties, and he sank all of a sudden, and finally heard the worried cries of Wanzi and the others.

When Wanzi and the others saw Leng Wangyou fainted, they were so frightened that they hurriedly supported her fallen body, and asked the guards to carry Leng Wangyou into the carriage, and the carriage drove towards the mansion non-stop.

(End of this chapter)