Chapter 29 The demonic monk who brings disaster to the country in the time-travel novel 5

The holy monk looked at this scene in awe, leaving space for the three of them.

Deep down in his heart, the holy monk still couldn't accept what happened since he saw what happened in Gu Jingyu's memory.

After all, it is difficult to accept that you are just a fictional character in a storybook.

The most he can do now is not to interfere with anything Gu Jingyu does now.

No matter how complicated the divine monk's heart was at this moment, on the other side, Gu Jingyu and Wang Miao'er actually started chatting.

The Holy Master looked at this young monk with admiration, and he only tentatively told what had been bothering him.

Gu Jingyu did not directly state the solution, but guided the Holy Spirit's thoughts, so as not to make people feel uncomfortable, but also to solve the problem.

I asked Gu Jingyu what reward he wanted, but as expected he was rejected.

Shengshang and Wang Miao'er planned to live in Huguo Temple for a period of time, and it happened that the Prime Minister was helping to take care of matters in the court.

On the way back to the wing, the two of them were followed by a serving eunuch.

Who is it?

Immediately afterwards, the Holy Master saw that his other self had arrived late, and all he saw was a box of ashes.

Gu Jingyu was sitting by the window under the moonlight. The moonlight shone on his face, giving him a holy look.

After beating several great monks, he returned to the palace with the ashes of Wang Miao'er and Fu Hanying.

midnight

The Holy Father and Wang Miao'er had already gone to bed.

The emperor's resting place, he was easily taken out of the palace, and such vicious methods were used.

There were candles flickering on the table, which looked very warm.

Naturally, the Holy Spirit also thought of this level, and has already sent people to find out what is going on.

Originally, I should have breathed a sigh of relief after finding my youngest son, but to my surprise, the Holy Emperor did not sleep peacefully.

Today happens to be the fifteenth day, and the moon in the sky is extraordinarily round.

But no matter how he reminded himself, he still couldn't change the fact that Fu Hanying died.

Now in the wing room, Wang Miao'er was sleeping deeply, but the Holy One next to him had an extremely real dream.

Wang Miao'er was hugging her son tightly, feeling fear in her heart one after another.

"What? Your Majesty, I was wronged. I was really wronged. How could I murder the prince? Even if I had the heart, I would not have the courage." The concubine looked confused, wondering how she could be charged with such a crime.

She didn't know what crime she had committed from beginning to end, and she had no news at all about Fu Hanying's accident.

It would be even better if you ignore the flashing blue screen behind Gu Jingyu.

She must find out who she is after returning to the palace. If she dares to take action against her own son, do she really think that I, Wang Miao'er, have been a vegetarian since I grew up?

Fu Hanying is Wang Miao'er's only son for more than 10 years. Both the Holy Father and Wang Miao'er are extremely fond of him.

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Wang Miao'er once again focused on her son in her arms.

"But when I think about Ying'er being only four years old and being thrown so far away alone, my heart aches as a mother. The person behind the scenes actually took Ying'er out of the palace. Isn't that okay?

The dignity of the Holy One is at heart." After saying that, he stroked his heart and expressed his worry to the extreme.

At this time, someone suddenly called and said that Concubine Qi was coming to visit.

As for how to destroy trust, it may be difficult for others. But Gu Jingyu's mission props are not useful yet.

The Holy Master saw with his own eyes his youngest son in the corner room of Huguo Temple, his eyes closed tightly and his mouth kept shouting: "Father, Emperor, Mother..."

She was actually a concubine in the cold palace. She was jealous of Wang Miao'er being favored, so she did such a thing.

He dreamed that Fu Hanying died of smallpox in the end, and no matter how hard the monks at Huguo Temple treated him, they still could not save Fu Hanying's life.

I saw Concubine Qi, who was all dressed up, coming over with a look of pride on her face that could not be concealed.

I watched myself become furious, and it took me more than a month to finally find out who was behind the scenes.

Gu Jingyu wanted to know how Fu Hanrong could safely inherit the throne without the trust of the Holy Emperor.

Although Wang Miao'er felt strange, after all, the relationship between the two had not reached the level of acquaintance.

"In the final analysis, which is more important, trust or feelings?"

The Holy Spirit naturally felt Wang Miao'er's emotions. The two have known each other since childhood and have been husband and wife for more than 10 years now.

But where Sheng couldn't see it, Wang Miaoer's eyes were full of hatred.

The Holy Master looked at what he was doing and clearly felt something was wrong.

"The brave concubine actually tried to murder the prince. Will she take action against me next time? Come on, drag her out and execute Ling Chi, killing her nine clans."

It was clear to onlookers that the concubine obviously had no idea what was going on and was obviously a scapegoat.

I watched my little son lose his life in pain.

…

Maybe it was because of this favor that he brought this disaster to him.

If it hadn't been picked up by the great monk of Huguo Temple, Fu Hanying would have died.

"No, no! The little monk rescued Ying'er." The Holy Master kept reminding himself in his heart.

Wang Miao'er looked at her son's ashes and cried heartbrokenly. Because Fu Hanying died in Huguo Temple, the Holy Father was angry with the monks of Huguo Temple.

He told the Holy Spirit exactly what happened next in the form of a dream.

As an emperor, the most important thing is the power in his hands, so Gu Jingyu saw with his own eyes what the emperor would do if he knew what Fu Hanrong did next.

The scene gradually shifts to Wang Miao'er's side. Because she lost her son, she fell ill when she returned to the palace.

Xiaotuanzi may be tired from crying, and it looks like he has been sleeping for a while.

"Miao'er, don't worry now, Ying'er is fine." The Holy Master gently held Wang Miao'er in his arms, and Wang Miao'er leaned on the Holy Master's shoulder very obediently.

I almost, almost never saw Yinger again.

Who can actually mislead his own judgment and easily blame others.

Not long after I almost fell asleep, I had a nightmare.

But in the dream, I was feeling very proud and felt that my decision was very wise and powerful. As a bystander, the Holy Spirit felt a chill in his heart.

That's right, Gu Jingyu used hypnosis to hypnotize the Holy Lord during the day when he was talking to the Holy Lord.

The Holy Father felt strange that if he was here to visit, why he was dressed so colorfully.

"I heard that my sister's child was murdered by jealousy. Is my sister okay?"

Wang Miao'er looked at Concubine Qi, her eyes a little cold.

This woman doesn't feel at ease at first sight. What does she have to rely on to be so arrogant?

"I don't know why my sister came to my palace. If it's nothing, then I'll forgive you for not entertaining me."
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