Chapter 4214

Zhuang Xiaoyu's face was full of sarcasm: "After the elder brother is buried, take back the jewelry and money that I gave them, and drive them out of the priest's house!"

As a woman, although she is not ashamed of what they did, she never thought of taking their lives, even though these people are domestic slaves of the priest's house, she has the right to order them to kill them.

Zhuang Minghao's body was parked in the coffin for five days, and according to Zhuang Xiaoyu's request, it was buried generously.

Zhuang Xiaoyu fell ill again.

The Lantern Festival is coming.

Qin Wuyan was going to be baptized at the Qingming Terrace, and after the saintess lit the holy fire, under the eyes of all the families and the common people, he prayed for the common people to ensure good weather this year...

Zhuang Xiaoyu lay on the pillow, coughing one after another, until she couldn't breathe.

The nurse didn't know what to do.

Qin Wuyan patted her on the back, "I'm going to pray to God, if your disease can be transferred to me, I'm willing to bear all the pain in the future."

Zhuang Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, took the medicine Qin Wuyan handed over, took a few sips, and the itchiness in her throat was finally suppressed a bit.

She sat up straight, arranged the hat, clothes, and belt for him, and said: "A Yan, I hope you can be a good priest who cares about the people of Yuecheng, and don't follow my father's old path."

The man is handsome and heroic, just sitting quietly on the bed, he has a calm and majestic aura, if it is not for the tenderness flowing from the corners of his brows and eyes, he will exude a chill that strangers should not get close to.

It seems that only in front of the woman in front of him will the man's threatening aura be restrained.

"Okay, I will definitely become the person you want to be, and I will definitely become the high priest you want me to be." Qin Wuyan stroked her long hair: "You take care of her at home and wait for me to come back .”

Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded, raised her hand slightly, trying to trace his eyebrows and eyes.

Qin Wuyan leaned forward slightly, and leaned closer to Zhuang Xiaoyu. Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingertips fell on his cheek, "Ayan, my elder brother and second brother have passed away. In this world, among the relatives who are related by blood, I am the only one left. Father is alone, will you let him live and age naturally?"

"Yes." Qin Wuyan's thin lips pressed against her forehead: "Even if it's for you, I will definitely let him enjoy his old age in peace."

This concession was nothing to outsiders, but to Qin Wuyan, he did not know how much resistance he encountered.

As long as the previous high priest is still alive, it is impossible for the next high priest to take over.

All the unconditional rights enjoyed by the high priest must not be fully used by him.

Those who followed him, those who enshrined himself on the altar, were not easy to explain.

Moreover, Zhuang Huaisen is still Zhuang Qingyun's enemy, Zhuang Qingyun has no intention of letting Zhuang Huaisen go.

These are all problems Qin Wuyan has to face, Zhuang Xiaoyu has no idea what Qin Wuyan's easy promise means to himself.

As if afraid that Zhuang Xiaoyu would not believe it, Qin Wuyan promised: "When I come back from Qingming Terrace, if you recover, everything that happened in the past will be wiped out, and we start again, okay?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded, "Okay, you have to keep what you say!"

"Fool, what my husband promised you, if you can do it, if you don't do it, it's a promise. You need to get better soon."

After the two exchanged their hearts, Qin Wuyan finally comforted Zhuang Xiaoyu. Under Zhuang Qingyun's urging, he left the priest's mansion, took his guards, and headed for the Qingming Terrace in a grandiose chariot...