Fast Transmute Female Supporting Role: Male Lead Strategy Manual

Seeing him like this, the male slave smiled and said: "The holy monk should be cherished in the palace. After His Majesty gets married, he will definitely let the holy monk continue to travel around the world. When the holy monk comes back, don't forget to bring it to the slave family." Some experiences from other countries."

Zhu Li's mouth was dry, and the corners of his mouth trembled: "Naturally."

The male slave made the bed, bowed down to the Buddha for a while, looked up at the Buddha and said, "The Buddha saves all sentient beings, and makes the souls purified and happy. If he is really so effective, I beg him to allow Master Qing to treat the slaves with a little bit of love." love, then the slave family is really happy."

"Love between men and women?" Zhu Li murmured in confusion.

"The holy monk must not understand that the love between a man and a woman is the most holy love in the world. Your Majesty loves a person and spends a year to protect that person. This is the most holy love." The male slave turned his head and cracked. Open your mouth and smile slightly.

He didn't name who it was, but he knew that the holy monk must understand it in his heart.

Zhu Li saw the smile on the corner of his mouth, but the bitterness in his heart spread infinitely.

Looking at the Buddhist beads in his hand, he couldn't calm down to chant the scriptures, and he repeated the words of the male slave in his heart.

The male slave didn't bother, stood up and sorted his clothes, picked up the bowls and chopsticks that had been eaten on the table, and went out.

"How's the weather today?" Zhu Li suddenly asked.

The male slave was taken aback, and said with a smile: "The weather is very good today, and the sun is high in the sky, but the holy monk wants to walk outside in this cold winter?" The holy monk has locked himself in this hut for more than fifteen days.

Zhu Li nodded, held the Buddhist beads in his hands, and said, "That's fine." If you don't calm down in this meditation room, it won't work, so it's better to go out and relax, maybe your mind will be calmer.

I don't know when winter has come.

Only plum blossoms are blooming in the Royal Garden.

The heavy snow a few days ago hadn't completely melted, and there was still a lot of snow on both sides of the road. This cheerful appearance made the thickly dressed Zhu Li feel a bit of chill in his heart.

Everyone was busy giving joy to the entire palace.

On the dead trees that have fallen leaves in the imperial garden, there are lanterns hanging one by one. Even if it is not at night, you can still feel the joy of this lantern.

Some male slaves and maids were busy going back and forth. When they saw Zhu Li, they would salute and shout, Holy Monk.

"How does the holy monk feel?" the male slave asked.

Zhu Li was a little puzzled, "Huh?"

"The palace has never been so lively. The slave family thought that the arrival of the son brought a different atmosphere to my Fenglai country." The male slave never left the son three times, and the queen five times.

Zhu Li, who originally intended to appreciate the beautiful scenery, felt a bit of disgust in his heart after hearing these words, looked at the lanterns on the tree, and said: "Everything has spirituality. Hang these lanterns on the tree. will be tired."

The male slave also followed Zhu Li's gaze, "It's just a tree, the holy monk doesn't like it? Why don't the slaves take the holy monk to see the place where the empress is going to hold a wedding ceremony?"

"No need!" Zhu Li subconsciously refused, "Young monk, I prefer a quiet place."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the imperial garden, and walked west.

But the roads in the imperial palace were complicated, and the male slave intentionally did not guide the way. Zhu Li walked farther and farther, more and more sideways, and even reached the main hall of the Eastern Palace. The huge Eastern Palace formed a sharp contrast with the Zen room.

I heard the male slave explaining from the side: "The prince of Linguo lives here now, and His Majesty gave the whole main hall of the East Palace to live in for him. A few days ago, I heard that His Majesty sent all the people in the harem out of the palace for the sake of the prince. "

Zhu Li pursed his lips and remained silent.

In the blink of an eye, the prince came out of the East Palace, wearing a fiery red robe, with tender eyes, looking in this direction.

Zhu Li was startled, did the prince recognize him?

At that time, a woman came from his left, followed by a group of mighty people, it turned out to be the queen!

He put his hands together almost subconsciously, wanting to bow and salute.

But the Queen's eyes didn't stay on him for a moment, and she didn't even see him at all, she walked directly in front of him, heading towards the East Palace!

The appearance of Zhu Li clasping his hands together became extraordinarily funny.

"Don't be offended by the holy monk. In ten days' time, it will be the wedding day. It is reasonable for the empress to miss the holy monk." The male slave explained.

Zhu Li looked at the distant figure of the queen, his black eyes darkened, his clasped hands hang down feebly, he clenched his palms tightly, his knuckles turned white, he turned and walked away quickly, but he didn't know that in the eyes of everyone, his steps were chaotic, I just want to get out of this place quickly.

He recited the Mantra of Purifying Heart day and night, read Buddhist scriptures day and night, and confessed his mistakes in front of the Buddha day and night.

Ten days still passed by.

Queen's wedding day.

Zhu Li was sitting on the couch, staring blankly at the front. The male slave standing by the side glanced at Zhu Li. He couldn't bear it, but he pursed his lips and said, "Holy Monk, the palace is very happy today. Go to congratulate?"

Hearing this, Zhu Li pursed her thin lips, "No need."

The male slave lowered his head and retreated.

Zhu Li still stared out of the window blankly, without moving a muscle.

a long time.

He seemed to feel a scorching gaze, he looked subconsciously, and saw the queen standing in front of him with a half-smile, Zhu Li's heart trembled, and he stood up subconsciously.

"On such a happy day, the holy monk won't go to congratulate him?" Bei Qiu was in a good mood and looked at him with great interest.

Zhu Li clasped his hands together and bowed, "Your Majesty is blessed with peace and prosperity, and the monk prefers to be quiet."

The corners of Bei Qiu's mouth curled up slightly, and the tip of his eyebrows twitched, and he said, "The holy monk is not giving Gu face?"

"Young monk doesn't dare!" Zhu Li said flatly.

Sad or happy?

Bei Qiu took a step forward, only one centimeter away from Zhuli, and said, "Gu feels that there is nothing in this world that a holy monk would not dare to do? Could it be that the holy monk's work has been so small that even such a trivial matter should be rejected by Gu?" ?”

Zhu Li frowned slightly, feeling hesitant.

However, the male slave forcibly changed Zhu Li into a new suit regardless of what he said.

Haven't reacted yet.

Bei Qiu grabbed her hand and let Bei Qiu lead her to the grand ceremony.

Waiting for Zhu Li to react, he wanted to break free from Bei Qiu's hand, but found that Bei Qiu had already pulled him and stood on top of the grand ceremony. The beaming red around him seemed a bit obtrusive, so he subconsciously looked at Bei Qiu.

Only then did I realize that Bei Qiu's body was not red.

Bei Qiu felt Zhu Li's gaze, turned her head and smiled at Zhu Li, "Why do you look at Gu?"

Zhu Li quickly looked away, his earlobe was stained with a suspicious blush, and he forgot that his hand was still in Bei Qiu's.

Seeing Zhu Li's shy look, Bei Qiu unconsciously curled up the corners of his mouth, and clenched his hands unconsciously.