——Xiyin stroked her forehead in pain.

Do you have to say that news comes from Yueguo at such a warm time? Do you have to talk about these painful things when you finally get warm?

Of course, Xiyin's face hurts!

Dongyue also felt the atmosphere suddenly icy. She knew that the emperor and the imperial concubine had misunderstood. She hurriedly knelt aside, kowtowed heavily before saying.

"It seems that it has been found out from the Yue Kingdom that the imperial concubine is in unbearable pain!"

Ouyang Liefeng's eyes shone sharply and shot on Dongyue's body. Then he raised his palm and stretched out his head. Dongyue immediately felt a force that grabbed him violently and rushed forward with him.

Dong Yue subconsciously wanted to use internal force to resist, but was suddenly stunned. Her intuition told him that he could not do it, so she immediately let her body fly forward.

He fell heavily and knelt in front of Ouyang Liefeng, and then heard Ouyang Liefeng ask coldly.

"explain--"

"emperor……"

Dongyue hurriedly took out a piece of brocade from her arms and presented it to Ouyang Liefeng. When Ouyang Liefeng was about to pick it up, she was blocked by Xiyin and said softly with a sharp look on her eyes.

"Winter moon, you spread the forgings on the table and we can see it ourselves."

The emperor of Yue Kingdom had a group of experts who used poison control, and it was inevitable that he would not increase the poison by forging the tyrants. It would be fine if others touched this poison, but Ouyang Liefeng was poisoned when touched. This would be troublesome.

Ouyang Liefeng reached out and held Xiyin, then understood what she meant, so he nodded and walked towards the jade table in the pavilion together with Xiyin.

Dongyue's face changed slightly, and she felt that she was too careless. Although she had already undergone various tests, she was still careful. So she carefully spread the Jinzhuanzi, and Xiyin started to read it seriously.

There are many unique words and dialects of Yueguo, but Ouyang Liefeng cannot understand them, so after reading them, Ouyang Liefeng's emotions began to feel dry again.

Xiyin smiled, pointed at the forge and said softly.

"They think I am a witchcraft, so they want to ask the wizard to come and detoxify."

Ouyang Liefeng looked at Xiyin in shock, pondered for a moment, but waved his hand and shouted at Dongyue.

"Go and find Yuan Yun immediately and ask him to start hiring a wizard, the faster the better..."

"etc--"

Just as Dongyue was about to retreat quickly, Xiyin reached out and called Dongyue, walked to Dongyue, Xiyin thought for a while and then explained.

"Dongyue, you will go together. Not only will you invite the wizard back, but you will also invite Master Xuanye who was in seclusion in Wanfu Temple, saying that he is praying for the prince. If he doesn't leave the mountain, you will tell him that the imperial concubine will lift his Wanfu Temple and make him unable to keep a single bottle of Buddha."

“Ga…”

Dongyue was shocked. She originally thought that the imperial concubine would say something good, or some profound words made the master think for a long time, but couldn't get the answer, so she had to go down the mountain in person. You must know that Buddhist masters are not subject to worldly affairs, so... no matter the palace or the world, there is no way to control the Buddhist temple.

Xiyin's words are not only unreasonable, but if Master Xuanye is angry, things can be big or small.

"You go, as I say, he will definitely come."

Dongyue wiped her sweat. She knew that her empress was different, but this time the empress was too different. Everyone respected Master Xuanye as if she was worshipping the Buddha. She was so good that she spoke harshly.

"Yes, the slave takes his leave!"

Seeing Dongyue disappearing like she ran away, Xiyin snuggled the small beauty's nose and turned around. When she turned around, she saw Ouyang Liefeng looking at her with a smile. Xiyin smiled and felt a little embarrassed.

"Has he turned off his Wanfo Temple? Hum?"

"I can't tolerate a monk? Hum?"

"Do you know how big is Wanfo Temple? How many monks are there? Do you know how many masters are there in Wanfo Temple?"

Ouyang Liefeng gently embraced Xiyin's thick waist and gently stroked her abdomen. The child was awake at this time and was wandering in his stomach. So Ouyang Liefeng could feel the child's kicking his feet, hands from time to time, the feeling in his heart and the natural fatherly love made him feel much gentler.

I once felt that there was nothing else in my heart except the world, but now, Ouyang Liefeng always felt that without the life of Xiyin and her children, there was nothing in my heart.

"You said there are many masters in Wanfo Temple?"

When asked, Xiyin thought about it, and heard that there were more than 12,000 Buddha statues in Wanfo Temple, and dozens of Buddha statues of Guanyin Bodhisattva were large and small.

Moreover, there are 8,000 disciples in the Buddhist temple and more than 2,000 superior departments. In total, there are more than 10,000 people in the Wanfo Temple.

So,

Not to mention the young disciples who practice martial arts every day, there are at least two or three thousand martial arts masters, but they are very, very powerful.

Thinking of this, Xiyin's eyes flashed. It would be great to say that there are so many masters in this temple.

The skills of Buddhism are usually extraordinary, especially the Eighteen Formation of Tonggongs, which are invulnerable to swords and guns, and they are simply fucking.

If Master Xuanye comes, he should have a good talk with him and find a way to get him to agree...or... there is another good way...

Xiyin's strange smile made Ouyang Liefeng shudder for no reason. He reached out and pinched Xiyin's face and said softly.

"What are your bad ideas in your head?"

"Keep confidential!"

Xiyin smiled, but her face gradually became less and less good. Seeing this, Ouyang Liefeng asked the palace people to bring a concubine's lounge chair and put it on a thick cushion to let Xiyin lie in the imperial garden to rest comfortably, and then ordered someone to bring a guzheng and a pot of tea...

"Since that's the case, then play the previous song for your husband and make your wife happy."

Xiyin lay down slowly under the support of the palace maids, and then closed her eyes comfortably. The palace maids knelt on both sides of Xiyin, gently pinching and rubbing Xiyin's knees and shoulders.

Hearing this sentence, Xiyin burst into laughter. Is Mei coming out again?

"Mai, can you come out freely now?"

Ouyang Liefeng asked him to come out, but it was strange that the charming and evil handsome face showed a smug smile. As his long fingers flew, the comfortable music like a clear spring came out...

Xiyin was very happy to hear it, closed her eyes and listened quietly, while Mei sat in the middle of the pavilion, playing seriously...

In an instant,

In the vast sea of ​​flowers, when the wind blows, the waves in the lake are shining. The man sits in the pavilion and dances with long hair. The sound of the piano between his fingers is like a demon. The charming heart is the woman lying lazy and listening with her closed eyes. In the beautiful scenery, he and her have become beautiful...

I don’t know when I fell asleep, but Xiyin just felt in a daze that the soft piano sound in her ears was lingering, very light and refreshing.

When he woke up, Xiyin saw the pink gauze curtain rising in front of him.

Qiu Feng and Yingchun were waiting by their side. Seeing Xiyin awakened, they hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down and said happily.

"The Empress is sleeping well this time, and the Emperor's piano is really nice."

Xiyin climbed up with her stomach and stretched out her lazy waist. When she got better, she was really energetic, and the sounds lingered around her ears, which made her feel very good.

"The emperor has just left and said there is a state matter to deal with."

Xiyin nodded and smiled. When Mei left just now, she said something softly in her ear, but she actually heard it.

——He said that Ouyang Liefeng let himself out so generously because... Ouyang Liefeng can't play the piano.

With a smile, he walked into the hall with the palace maids. When Xiyin stepped into the threshold, she was suddenly stunned. She lowered her head and gently stroked her stomach, and said to Qiu Feng with a serious sternity.

"Go and see if Dongyue has returned. My pain is coming soon."

"yes!"

Qiu Feng was shocked. She saw the Empress in pain with her own eyes. Moreover, the little prince was not easy to survive, so she must not let the little prince have any trouble.

Then he turned around and ran away. Yingchun also held Xiyin down with a look of worry. The palace maids had already arranged various delicacies on the table. Xiyin started to activate the chopsticks while saying to Yingchun.

"You go and get paper and pen, and I will draw something."

Yingchun knew that the Empress didn't like someone to serve the meal, so she nodded and turned toward the inner hall. Xiyin was eating while waiting for Yingchun to arrive.

When she saw Ouyang Mingyue’s wheelchair just now, she knew that the wheelchair was actually not suitable for Ouyang Mingyue. It was too bulky and too cumbersome. She wanted to design a wheelchair similar to a modern one, which could rotate flexibly, move forward and backward, hide hidden objects and mechanisms, and be used as wheelchairs for various purposes.

It's a little compensation for him.

Otherwise, when I was in a bad mood, I couldn't draw any more. Thinking of this, Xiyin forced herself to eat a few more bites. When Yingchun came out from behind the curtain, she prepared the paper and pen and ink on the desk, and Xiyin stretched out her hand.

The palace maid immediately stepped forward to support Xiyin and walked carefully to the desk. After sitting down, Xiyin began to ponder.

"Empress, what do you want to draw?"

Yingchun carefully pinched Xiyin's shoulder and asked softly curiously. In the entire Qionglu Palace, only a few close maids dared to talk to Xiyin like this.

"wheelchair!"

Xiyin's words surprised Yingchun. She thought that the empress might be big and inconvenient to walk, so she had to make a wheelchair. So she didn't say anything and was concentrating on serving the empress.

After spreading the paper, Xiyin closed her eyes, and a picture was outlined in Xiyin's mind. Almost twenty minutes later, Xiyin began to write quickly and seriously...

In less than a while, Yingchun was shocked behind her... The wheelchair was painted by the empress... that wheelchair... was so amazing...

"The Emperor is here!"

"Swish..."

Just as Xiyin was able to draw vigorously and inspiration continued to emerge, the emperor was shocked by the arrival of Xiyin. He immediately hid the manuscript as quickly as possible, and sat on the mat seriously...
Chapter completed!