Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife

When Master Dust learned of the visit of the Living Yan Wang, a Buddha sounded like he was not surprised, or he could be relieved of everything. Keep knocking on the wooden fish, reading the scriptures, waiting for people to come to the door.

Li Hongyuan also directly embraced Jingwan and went to the zen courtyard of Master Dust. His zen courtyard was at the deepest part of Bailong Temple, that is, basically, he had to cross the entire temple, and he didn't know how many people were watching along the way, and even some incensed incense passengers, so crossed the line, it was a disgrace to Buddha Gate quiet place. However, no one dared to stop Li Hongyuan from knowing his identity.

For Bailong Temple, there is actually no shortage of people who came to the capital all year, “noble people”, it is not surprising, even confusing to see this scene, Princess Jin, what is wrong with this?

Li Hongyuan held Jing Wan to Master Dust's Zen Room, and the rest stayed outside.

Two Shamiya came out of the Zen room, facing Li Hongyuan, hands together ten, slightly bent over, a sound of "Amitabha Buddha” side body, leaving from Li Hongyuan's side.

Originally, in the Dusty Master's Zen Room, apart from a bed, a cabinet, a table, there was only futon —— usually only two more, chairs or something, no, but at this time, there was an extra bed, a clean mattress, for whom it was obvious, could not sit on the futon with Jing Wan, so Li Hongyuan even simply put down Jing Wan, took care of his clothes and hair, and then knelt down on the futon in front of Dusty Master.

Slightly indulgent, the action runs through the clouds, even admiring the eyes.

However, when Master Dust first approached Li Hongyuan with a slight sigh of negative emotion in his eyes, he was committed to relieving his full anger. However, everything was about cause and effect, and some things could not be compelled. Although he could not know the exact origin of this anger, he could still know why it started, and Master Dust's gaze swept gently from Yangwan, "Amitabha Buddha. ”

Ringing the bell still has to be a bell man, it's just that a lot of things are not so idealized, your idealized journey, it could be a stumbling block for others, so the behavior of others, it becomes an obstacle at your feet, the road, becomes rough and rough, and may also breed a lot of forks, one of which is probably a dead end.

Depending on how people go, of course, this luck is indispensable.

“Master, do you understand?” Li Hongyuan opened the door and asked.

“No solution.” Even if you are facing the Great Demon King, you may make each other angry if you say something wrong, and the Dust Master will not whisper, let alone speak unexplained or unclear, what to do, what to do.

Li Hongyuan's face didn't move. It didn't seem surprising that the answer was, “Wanwan, it's going to be okay, right? ”

Li Hongyuan has always been comfortable, everything can be calmed down, even if something is out of control, he can't panic. He can also afford to lose, and if he suffers losses, he will only try to find it back. However, the great premise of all is not to involve Jing Wan. Once the relationship is settled, he will also be upset, his mind is uncertain, and needs to be comforted by others, even if it is just a lie, at this time, he is willing to accept.

The master of dust only said a Buddha, the extra word did not say.

I just don't know if this means that something cannot be said, or if I'm not sure about Jing Wan's safety.

Li Hongyuan still has no change of colour, and the hidden lust just now seems to have never appeared.

“Wang Wang wants to leave for a while, please take care of Wanwan. ”

Li Hongyuan was right about Master Dust. He came with hope, but did not put all hope on Master Dust. Now that he has the answer here, he naturally needs to think of another way.

Originally prepared to bring Jing Wan around no matter what he did, but now he changed his mind. Others, he may not believe, even including Nanny Gong, but, Dusty Master, is worth believing, he believes that in Dusty Master, in this Zen courtyard, Jing Wan will be stable enough, for the ability of Dusty Master, in Li Hongyuan's eyes, is unpredictable, those things that are glamorous and sneaky, here are impossible, the most critical point is that Li Hongyuan is very clear about the “soft ribs” of Dusty Master, he doesn't want to lose his mind and ignite a massive war, and he also knows that this line of reason, held in Jing Wan's hands, so, even if something happens, Dusty Master probably will protect his life well.

So, this trust is not based on the dust master, but on his abilities and his soft ribs.

Calculation is good, insidious, and it doesn't matter how famous Master Dust is outside, Li Hongyuan doesn't care at all.

Probably used to doing things to Li Hongyuan long ago, "Amitabha Buddha. If the prince is relieved, the poor monk can take care of the princess for a while. However, the prince should also act faster. The princess is in the current state, and the poor monk can protect her for up to three months.” Even if you are a tall man, you are only a man, not a god, and it is the limit that you can keep people from eating and drinking for three months.

Li Hongyuan nodded, “Enough. The king said goodbye. ”

If Jing Wan can't do anything, Li Hongyuan doesn't mind continuing with static braking. One day, he is really impatient to take the initiative to attack, but now, he can't wait to be killed.

Li Hongyuan looked at Jing Wan for a moment, but, obviously, there was a heartbeat, there was a pulse, there was breathing, that is, he did not respond to his own call. Li Hongyuan, because of his utmost restraint, the whole person seemed to be a pool of dead water. At this time, it also boiled instantly, bubbling, diffuse, all depressed.

In the eyes of Master Dust, just twist the Buddha's beads, silently read the scriptures.

Li Hongyuan put his hand on Jingwan's stomach. The little guy in his stomach made a very generous move. Since yesterday, Li Hongyuan has liked this move. Although, the child does not always react, it is true that more times than usual, the small things that make him unhappy are the only comfort, and he treats them as Jingwan's response to him.

Li Hongyuan was desperate for Jing Wan's family, but when he really left, he was quite resolute.

In the courtyard, Li Hongyuan's feet kept going straight away, Qian guarded Gong Jiu and a dry guard, basically without hesitation, silently followed, while Sister Gong and others, naturally stayed.

Later, the Dust Master asked people to clean up the Zen room next door, and next, it would be a place to settle down in Jingwan.

Before coming, Li Hongyuan had prepared a lot of things. Although not fully stocked, Yang Wan used them everyday, basically brought them with him. So, the Zen Room, the raw was changed. No one would think that the Zen Room was the way it should be. After Master Dust had seen it, he did not make a comment. He was always kind and kind. As long as he did not truly violate Buddha's laws of cleansing, he was quite tolerant.

And then Master Dust came and just put one thing in Jing Wan's hand, "Then in March, the queen did not need to eat. ”

Without eating, naturally there are no physiological problems, and the physical function is minimized, but, "Master, our Queen is pregnant now, so will this affect the child? ”

“Amitabha Buddha. This is inevitable, now mothers and children, mothers do not eat, children naturally cannot grow, continue to grow, consume is the mother itself, then the queen is dangerous, then, this sherry will also affect the child, but it is not comparable to the effect on the mother, the child will grow much slower, if there is no problem in the later period, the child is expected to delay the birth of two months, even so, the child consumes, the mother will quickly lose weight, the best way is to wake up as soon as possible. ”

Nanny Gong shook her fist and said, "Master, can you count us princesses?” In fact, Sister Gong knew very well that when the Prince was still here, perhaps he had already counted.

The Dust Master shook his head, "Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk can't count. ”

In the eyes of Master Dust, Jing Wan's philosophy is very confusing, because she is from outside the sky, and because Prince Jin changed his life against the sky, perhaps there really is a robbery of his life, after this robbery, the philosophy will probably be smoothed down.

Sister Gong's thoughts may be bad results, but she doesn't want to, but she can't count. How can she not even count Master Dust? She was always calm and self-reliant, and she was shocked to say nothing at this moment.

“The princess is merciful, and the auspicious man has his own face. ”