Wrong marriage at night: the princess has yin and yang pupils

Chapter 530 I will not be a monk in my next life
"The meaning of Jiekong's existence is to burn relics on auspicious days and auspicious days to dedicate to my Dugu royal family!" Dugu Yun gave a sharp look.

Qiao Wanru's body suddenly went limp, and she collapsed on the ground.

She only knows that Jie Kong is the head of Jiming Temple, and that there are many obstacles in their love.

But they don't know that what really hinders them from being together is not rumors and imperial power, but life and death!

"Otherwise, you, a little showy girl, are worthy of my royal presence?" Dugu Yun sneered, "You're really overestimating your capabilities!"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Qiao Yuanwai crawled up to Dugu Yun on his knees, kowtowing non-stop. "Your Majesty is merciful, I am old enough to have a son, just such a daughter! Please be kind and forgive my daughter's crime of disobedience! Xiaomin is willing to trade one life for another, so that my daughter can live the rest of her life!"

"father!"

"Shut up!" Qiao Yuanwai slapped Qiao Wanru's face, but she was crying. "You don't like so many people, you go to like a monk! Marriage has been ordered by your parents since ancient times, let alone you are a beautiful girl chosen by the emperor! You can be shameless, but you can't tarnish the name of the holy monk." !"

Speaking of this, Qiao Yuanwai kowtowed again.

"The emperor is merciful! The emperor is merciful! The little people are willing to risk their lives for their lives!"

"Then you are right!" Dugu Yun said lightly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Qiao Yuan stood up and slammed his head into the pillar.

In an instant, his brain burst.

"father!"

"master!"

Qiao Wanru and Baogen rushed over, holding Qiao Yuanwai and crying loudly.

"Your death is yours, I never promised to let her go!" Duguhan cast a dark look on his eyes, "However, I will send you father and daughter to meet down below!"

Dugu Yun drew his sword and stabbed Qiao Wanru directly.

But the next moment, the blade was grasped.

Blood overflowed instantly.

"Zhenshan!" Qiao Wanru exclaimed.

Jie Kong ignored the blood-stained hands and looked directly into Dugu Yun's eyes.

"Only by voluntary dedication can the relic be burned!"

"Are you threatening me?"

"Yes!" Jie Kong said indifferently, "Although the Dugu royal family has the power to establish the dragon veins, they still need relics to repair the foundation. Otherwise, the country will be in turmoil! If the emperor ignores these twenty years of cultivation and insists on destroying my relic, Then please do it to my woman!"

"Your woman?!" Dugu Yun was furious.

"Wanru and I are innocent, and there is absolutely no transgression. But in my heart, she is already my wife!"

"Heh...hahaha!" Dugu Yun pulled back his sword and leaned back laughing. "The majestic Buddhist monk actually moved his heart! Good! I promise you to let her live, but I want her to watch you die in front of her own eyes!"

……

A wave of scorching air suddenly rushed over.

I subconsciously reached out to block it, and when I took it away, I saw a red brick kiln.

The flames lit up almost half of the night sky.

And the surrounding area was crowded with common people and monks.

The common people whispered, while the monks bowed their heads and clasped their hands together.

"Zhenshan don't want it!"

Qiao Wanru wanted to rush over, but was hugged by Baogen who fell to the ground.

"Miss, don't go there!"

"What are you waiting for?" Dugu Yun, who was wrapped in a cloak, shouted sharply.

"I would like to turn into a stone bridge and be exposed to 500 years of wind, 500 years of sun, and 500 years of rain. I just ask you to walk across the bridge!" Jiekong looked at Qiao Wanru, smiling like a spring breeze. "I won't be a monk in my next life. I will find you when you are ignorant and young, and grow up with you. I will propose marriage to you when you grow up!"

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(End of this chapter)