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Jing Moye narrowed his eyes and said softly, "I don't want you to do anything. I just want to know if she is okay."

The abbot said unhappily, "Not good. Her leg injury is very serious and her health is not very good. She will fall down if the wind blows."

Jing Moye also heard about these things from Buye Hou.

When he heard the abbot talk about this again, he still felt a lingering pain in his heart.

He clenched his hands into fists, his heart filled with regret.

The abbot saw his appearance and asked cautiously, "My Lord, are you okay?"

Jing Moye sighed softly and said, "The King is fine."

The abbot muttered quietly, "You don't look like you're alright."

Jing Moye ignored him and stood there looking in the direction of the villa with deep eyes.

The abbot looked at him, and he didn't move. The abbot looked at him again, and he still didn't move.

The abbot said, "If Your Majesty has nothing else to say, I will go back first."

Jing Moye said softly: "You can go back today. When you have time in the future, come and visit her often."

Abbot: "..."

It’s not that he doesn’t want to come, but that he doesn’t dare to come!

Apart from anything else, the sword in Mei Dongyuan's hand alone is extremely terrifying.

This time, he was almost killed by Mei Dongyuan's sword. He had never been so excited in his life.

The feeling of brushing past death is really exciting.

He didn't want to experience it anymore.

He said helplessly: "My Lord, can you not come in the future?"

Jing Moye looked at him, and the corners of his lips rose slightly: "What do you think?"

When Jing Moye came and saw the abbot yesterday, he already had a plan in his mind.

If Feng Shuying doesn't want to see him, then he won't be so shameless as to go see her and annoy her.

But in this situation, he wanted to get more information from her.

He hoped that she would not fade away from his life completely, and that she could be more involved with their past.

The abbot said anxiously, "Master told me today not to go to her all the time. If I go again, she will ask her father to beat me!"

Jing Moye asked: "Aren't you afraid that I will punish you?"

Abbot: "..."

He felt very pitiful at this moment. He was caught between them, and no matter what he did, it seemed to be wrong.

“Can I refuse?” he asked.

Jing Moye's lips curled slightly: "No."

The abbot sat down on the ground and said, "You don't want me to live!"

Jing Moye squatted down and looked at him and said, "This king doesn't want your life, I just want your help."

The abbot looked at him and said, "Help? This is not help at all, it's clearly an attempt to kill the monk!"

Jing Moye said softly: "If I want your life, I can kill you with one sword."

"You and I have known each other for many years, and we have an extraordinary bond. This king sincerely asks for your help."

The abbot sighed deeply: "The problem is that the favor you asked me to help with is really going to cost me my life!"

"You have seen Master's father, so you should know how fierce he is!"

Jing Moye also sighed and said, "Of course I know how fierce he is."

"But this matter won't kill you, don't you want to learn more from Shuying?"

The abbot took a deep breath and said, "I know this won't kill me directly, but it's almost there."

"Look at the wounds on my body, and you'll know how pitiful I am!" Jing Moye half-closed his eyes and asked him, "Can you be as pitiful as me?"

The abbot was stunned for a moment, and Jing Moye said softly: "This king is considered to be an orphan."

"On the day of my wedding, I lost my grandmother who loved me the most."

He said this and looked at the abbot: "You almost lost the woman I love most."

"Now, this king has nothing except the so-called power."

"And this right is not what this king wants. I originally fought for her."

The abbot was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, and looked back at Jing Moye. He saw the deep sadness and hint of fragility in Jing Moye's eyes.

The abbot has known Jing Moye for many years. Even when Jing Moye was under a curse and was tortured to a state worse than death, he did not see any weakness in Jing Moye's eyes.

In his heart, Jing Moye has always been cold-blooded and ruthless, and nothing can defeat him.

But at this moment, Jing Moye made the abbot feel that Jing Moye would break if touched.

So the abbot's heart softened and he agreed immediately.

As soon as he agreed, Jing Moye analyzed for him how to sneak into the villa and even found an excuse for him.

The abbot agreed at first and felt a little touched.

But on his way back to the temple, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was not the case.

He finally came to his senses and realized that he was probably fooled by Jing Moye.

He grinned slightly, put his hands on his hips and looked up at the sky.

He couldn't describe his feelings in words for the moment, and he felt like he was on a pirate ship.

It's not easy for him to go back on his promise, because if he does, given Jing Moye's personality, he will definitely cause trouble for him.

He felt like he was on a pirate ship and couldn't get off, and thought he was the most miserable monk in the world.

After separating from the abbot, Jing Moye glanced in the direction of the villa, his eyes deepened, and he turned and left.

When he returned to the palace, Qin Zhijian hurried over and said, "My Lord, something strange happened in the palace today."

When the incident happened, Qin Zhijian went to Jing Moye to report, but Jing Moye was not in the palace at that time, so he could only wait.

Jing Moye asked: "What's the matter?"

Qin Zhijian replied: "The eunuchs guarding the palace came to report that blood was seeping out of Taizu's tablet in the palace."

"After they wiped it clean, it flowed out again, which is ominous."

Jing Moye's eyes narrowed slightly: "Are there any rumors in the capital that are unfavorable to this king?"

If this was the only thing that happened, Qin Zhijian would not just come to report, but would have dealt with it directly.

If he reports at this time, it means something has happened and it must be related to him.

Qin Zhijian nodded: "Yes, this is the first time such a thing has happened, and it only happened after the prince came to power."

"After those people find out about this, won't they take the opportunity to cause trouble?"

"I always feel that this matter is aimed at the prince. We have to find a way to deal with it."

Jing Moye killed a lot of people in Beijing some time ago. They have been quiet for a while, but now they are about to start making trouble again.

He said coldly: "They really are haunting."

Qin Zhijian chuckled: "It's not their fault. They used to have great power, but now they have nothing. They must be uncomfortable."

"Now they will naturally try every possible means to find them and take back everything they think belongs to them."

His face turned cold when he said this: "But they have forgotten what they did to the prince in the first place."

"This world originally belonged to the prince. They took advantage of the prince because he was young and humiliated him in every way."

"After being robbed for so long, they really think the world belongs to them."

"Bah! How shameless!" (End of this chapter)