Quick Transmigration: After the scum and blackened the male lead, I died and escaped

Chapter 239 The Prince Regent Wants His Father to Be Valuable by His Son 79
"Then how long have you been the Holy Son?" Qing He asked.

Shi Kong: "13 years."

"13 years? Doesn't that mean you are the Son of God at the age of five or six?"

Shi Kong nodded his head as a matter of course.

Calculated in this way, he has seen at least four emperors.

Qing He deeply suspected that the previous emperors who came to this so-called Buddhist temple were all overwhelmed by the sacred aura around him.

Then the Holy Son asked them to do what they did and they did not dare to refute at all. Maybe those emperors knelt down for a few days, and everyone knelt down stupidly.

But who would have thought that this so-called holy son of Buddhism could also discuss with him...

The holy son of Buddhism may not be smart, and those emperors are also stupid.

The two chatted for a while, and the little emperor came back again.

Shi Kong looked at the leisurely little emperor, and suddenly said: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to worship and pray."

The little emperor obediently responded, and continued to kneel on the mat, facing the Buddha statue, praying devoutly.

Shi Kong also continued to pray step by step, but suddenly he stopped and looked straight at the little emperor.

"Your Majesty, the Buddha can bless the common people and make the country safe and healthy, but he can't help you find someone. You should pray for something else."

The little emperor's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief.

Qing He also turned her head in surprise, looked at Shi Kong, and said in disbelief, "I never thought you could really hear what the Buddha said?"

The holy son nodded without hesitation, "Of course, I am a follower of the Buddha. The Buddha heard the emperor's prayer, but the Buddha cannot help him."

The world is really big, there are no wonders.

It turns out that the so-called holy son of Buddhism is really something...

Qing He asked the little emperor again: "Should you not pray to the Buddha to let Concubine Xie go back to the past?"

The little emperor nodded timidly, and then said: "Mother, don't you also like the imperial concubine as before? I just want her to change back..."

Shi Kong tilted his head in confusion and asked, "What's the matter with the imperial concubine you're talking about?"

Then the little emperor told the holy son about Xie Yan's big change in temperament.

Shi Kong couldn't make a judgment for a while, so he had to promise the little emperor to go into the palace to help him find out what was going on after the sacrifice.

Seeing that the Holy Son had agreed to his request, the little emperor looked sad and showed a rare childlike smile.

Shi Kong said dryly: "It's the first time someone made such a request during a sacrifice."

Qing He has always protected the calf, and reasoned with him: "No one has made such a request, but it doesn't mean that you can't make a request during the worship process, right?"

She continued to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "As an apostle of the Buddha, he should satisfy the requests of the people, let alone the requests of the emperor."

The Holy Son was persuaded and nodded in agreement.

After the day's sacrifice, Qing He led the little emperor out of the Buddhist temple with great interest.

The little emperor was very happy, he seemed to believe that the Holy Son could help him find Xie Yan.

But Qing He knew in his heart that there was no way Xie Yan would come back.

Qing He came back from the temple, and as soon as he arrived at the bedroom, the guarding maid hurriedly said: "The empress dowager is not good! The one in the prison cut his wrists and committed suicide!"

Qing He sat up in shock, "What!"

It's unbelievable.

The maid stumbled and said: "He wants to see you, but you haven't had time to see him these days, so he cut his wrists and cut himself..."

(End of this chapter)