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"Body shattering?" Chu Changxi looked up in disbelief, her left hand shivering under her sleeves.

"Yes, do you think it would be better if this Regional Commander did it, or did you do it yourself?"

Chu Changxi looked at the left hand that was being held by him, and tears immediately rolled down her cheeks, "Prince, please spare me, Prince, please spare me!"

Ji Fengye shook his head, he did not know where he took out a dagger from, and it shone with a sharp light, causing Chu Changxi to cry out for her parents, but he was not able to struggle free!

"This Governor's craftsmanship is very good. You won't notice a single thing. "Hiss!" When he said that, Chu Changxi's teary eyes only saw a flash of silver light, and instantly felt his left hand turning cold.

"Prince, what's wrong with this female benefactor? How did you scare her to tears? "

Xu Ling looked at the two of them in confusion. Why is it that eight thousand years old, someone who couldn't even get out of bed yet was able to scare a living female donor so much that she was crying?

Ji Fengye saw the faint smile on the corner of his lips, her phoenix eyes also had a trace of gentleness in them: "Did Second Miss bring a meal cooked by a master for me?"

What a good dog's nose! Since Chu Qinghuan had entered the room earlier, he naturally saw that the instant Ji Fengye's blade had landed in her hand, there wasn't even the slightest bit of blood in front of the bed.

"Third Sister is so lucky, to have had your nails grinded by Prince."

When Chu Changxi heard the familiar voice, she immediately looked over, only to see that a section of the fingernail on his middle finger had been cut off, and only his finger was left. No wonder her fingers had turned cold just now. Chu Changxi's heart had a lingering fear, how could she dare to stay longer? "Chang Xi will go and make the Prince some soup. I won't disturb the Prince anymore."

"Wait." A slow and unhurried voice suddenly sounded. Chu Changxi, who had almost walked to the door, stood there stiffly, as if she had been hit by a acupoint. Even his voice was trembling.

"What other instructions does Prince have?"

had never been in such a difficult situation before. Seeing Ji Fengye was trembling like a mouse seeing a cat, what's more, Chu Qinghuan was still there watching him.

"It's nothing much, the soup is too nourishing, I just want to have some bird's nest porridge to lighten the taste, do you understand?"

Chu Changxi let out a long sigh, and hurriedly agreed, then left as if she was not even touching the ground.

Xu Ling personally packed the fast food inside the box. It was extremely clear and he did not understand, "Prince has the bird's nest porridge here."

Ji Fengye laughed, and looked at Chu Qinghuan affectionately: "It's alright, Third Miss will go cook, I will wait for her bird's nest porridge." Everyone knew that Monk Hong Yi's Sakai was made extremely well, but very few people knew that the bird's nest porridge that Monk Hong Yi cooked had always been a pitch-black piece that couldn't be eaten at all.

Coincidentally, eight thousand years old was one of these few people.

Xu Ling opened his round eyes wide, "Prince, are you sure you have no intention to make things difficult for this female benefactor?"

Ji Fengye pursed his lips, his voice was filled with charm, "Wrong, I do intend to make things difficult for you."

"Oh, so it's like that." Xu Ling turned his head to look at Chu Qinghuan, and his face was full of fawning, "Since Prince has a wife, how about you let me eat this bowl of bird's nest porridge, okay? You've cooked it much better than Master. "

Chu Qinghuan nodded, extended her hand and caressed Xu Ling's head with a smile: "Naturally, be careful..."

Before he could even finish speaking, Xu Ling did not even have the chance to touch the porcelain cup with the bird's nest. A shadow flashed in front of him, and the nest in the food box had already entered Ji Fengye's mouth.

Xu Ling said with tears in his eyes as he accused him, "You said you won't eat it!"

The taste was good, the stomach was satisfied with the 8000 year old smile, "The child eats too much is not good, will break teeth."

The meaning behind his words was that he was doing this for the good of you, little monk, so don't be so unreasonable.

Xu Ling cried, "Big Sister Qing Huan, he bullied little kids."

The Prince laughed, "Little monk, you are bullying the patient."

Chu Qinghuan laughed, "Prince isn't afraid, but does this bird's nest have something special?"

Ji Fengye's expression changed. Looking at the porcelain cup at the bottom, he suddenly felt that his entire person was not well.

The next day, the hidden guards that were lurking in the surroundings all had no choice but to cover their noses as they looked at the master who was running back and forth between the toilet and the room casting a sympathetic glance at them.

"Second Elder Sister, is Prince better now?"

Currently, the person with the most leisure in the Lingyin Temple was none other than Chu Jinfu.

Every day, the young miss of the Prime Minister's Mansion would copy the《 Heart Sutra》 to make a promise for 8,000 years old. Every day, the Third Miss would boil some soup to serve the eight thousand years old who had a bad temper.

Even the Old Mistress was afraid of restraining her, so she allowed her to wander around in her Lingyin Temple s. These past few days, she had already taken a look at the size of the Lingyin Temple in the buddhist halls, and wasn't this just boring to see Chu Qinghuan coming to pay respects to the Old Mistress?

Immediately, Chu Jinfu found the one who spoke out.

"Much better, why didn't you go to the Pear Blossom Well? It's said that the water in the well can reflect the appearance of the person you care about." Although the Prime Minister's residence was also bored, the fact that these flies could not fly out made one's Lingyin Temple even more depressing. Furthermore, was Chu Jinfu innately a person who hated boredom?

"Second Elder Sister, you are teasing me too. Where is the Pear Blossom Well? It would be better if I could get some water from the well to make some tea. "

In the Pear Blossom Well, Chu Qinghuan laughed, "Coincidentally, Xu Ling wants to go there, so you should go and find him. Is the Old Mistress still chanting in the Buddhist Hall? "

Chu Jinfu anxiously went to take a look at the Pear Blossom Well, and after saying that sentence, she quickly left. Seeing that, Chu Qinghuan could not help but smile, and saw thrushes guarding under the eaves, as though they were embroidering a brocade cloth.

"Ah, miss, you're back? Old Mistress said to ask you to meet her when you return. "

Chu Qinghuan nodded, looking at the bright red flowers and green leaves on the silk handkerchief, she could not help but laugh, "I did not know that you had such good culinary skills."

Hei Mei laughed: "It was Qing Tan who taught me these past two days. Since I have nothing better to do, I started practicing."

Chu Qinghuan's legs paused, Chu Changxi wanted Qing Tan to "accompany her in death". After she had "revived", it was not good for her to take him back, so Qing Tan also wanted Qing Tan to stay with her.

However, she hadn't paid much attention to this matter in the past few days. She didn't expect this girl to be so versatile.

"Study hard, in the future when you get married, you won't have to worry about not having a living either." She would definitely protect the thrush, but who could predict what would happen next? There was no need to worry about the future, after all.

The thrush did not think so deeply, cannot help but lower her head and say softly: "This servant serves the young lady all her life, will not marry."

Chu Qinghuan thought that this was just a joke, but didn't expect that thrush to actually never marry again, even though she was still emotionally moved towards that person.

Inside the buddhist hall, the candles and flames were brightly lit, the sounds of wooden fish and prayer beads were continuous and clear. Old Mistress sat there with her eyes closed as she recited a scripture.

Buddha said that all beings are equal.

But I can't accept it! Some people are destined to be born with a golden spoon. You could say that it was a blessing to the ancestors, but since it was an equality, why would they need the protection of the ancestors?

Buddha said that there was a heaven's will in the underworld.

But I can't accept it! Was heaven's will for me to stain his, Huangfu Shu's, great treasure road with my blood? The heavens' will is for me to kill the king and lose my son while watching that adulterous woman roam the world?

Bodhisattva of great mercy, if you really want to transcend all living things, then go. I, Chu Qinghuan, am the reincarnation of a devil, I do not need you to do your best!

However, if you block my future, I don't care if you are a god or a Buddha.

"Little girl, what grievance did you have to be so vicious?"

She did not hide her hostility at all. Even though she had followed the old Tutor through the trials, she could not help but feel a chill down her spine.

Chu Qinghuan turned her head, and looking at Old Mistress's benevolent smile, she could not help but chuckle softly. "aggrieved?" How could the grudge in her heart be cleared with a single "grievance"?

"Even if there is a great grievance, with an old bone like me, I will still protect you perfectly."

The Old Mistress was a kind and kind person, but Chu Qinghuan was actually a little sad. If the Old Mistress in his previous life could treat him like this, then wouldn't she be able to ferment evil fruits herself? If Old Mistress had suggested this, wouldn't she have fallen so deep, to the point that she had no way to escape?

"Does Old Mistress know that in order to tie Uncle's heart up, little aunt once planned to send Qing Huai to Uncle's bed?"

Old Mistress's face suddenly changed, the golden thread in her hand suddenly broke, and one by one, the prayer beads fell to the ground, letting out a crisp sound.

"At that time, Qing Huan suffered from a cold and was unable to resist at all. If it wasn't for Uncle going out to look for that playboy, perhaps Old Mistress wouldn't have a granddaughter like me by now."

"Evil creature! Evil creature! How could she be so vicious?!" Old Mistress's figure shook, if not for the incense table behind him blocking the attack, she would have fainted on the ground.

"On the second day, the little aunt took her granddaughter to the Yunan City, and bought her granddaughter some jewelry and new clothes. Old Mistress, could you believe that those new clothes were the first clothes that Qing Huan was wearing in six years and the material was extremely ordinary? At that time, Qing Huan thought that her sister-in-law was going to have a good relationship with Qing Huan, but she didn't know that she was selling Qing Huan for a good price. "

Old Mistress stared blankly at Chu Qinghuan. Seeing the tears flowing out of her eyes unknowingly, her heart felt like a dull blade slicing through her heart.

"If it weren't for the fact that my husband raised a playboy outside, I'm afraid my aunt would have sold Qinghuan to a brothel. After all, it has been a long time since my aunt has received any alimony."

"Who told you that three hundred silver taels are sent to her place every year?" The Old Mistress said flatly. This silver was something that she had allocated from her own private treasury.

"This was what my aunt's servant, Mrs Liu, told me. Ever since I was ten years old, the mansion has never offered me a single silver coin!" Inside, Chu Qinghuan naturally said a few lies. But now, there was no one left in the Sun family. No one could speak their words directly.

"That's her bullsh * t. I'm just explaining it to you …" Old Mistress suddenly shut her mouth, her trembling body betrayed her feelings.

"I have wronged you, child." Old Mistress suddenly stood up, knelt in front of Chu Qinghuan, and held her in front of her chest, "As long as I can live, I will never let you suffer so much again!"

Even though it was half true and half false, Chu Qinghuan still could not help but shed tears. Those days had been too bitter, to the point that she did not dare to think about it.