Dijun, your bride ran away again

Chapter 1172
Xi Ze pulled back his sleeves, glanced at him and asked, "Aren't you going out?"

"No, I will definitely shoulder the heavy responsibility in the future, seek the well-being of the people, be filial to my parents, and not let you down!"

Yan Zongli's face was firm, his eyes sparkled, revealing sincerity.

Xi Ze snorted, and said in a cold voice: "Then why are you still kneeling on the ground?"

Yan Zongli hurriedly stood up as if he was about to receive an amnesty.

It's just that he knelt for too long, and when he got up, his legs gave way and he almost fell down. Seeing this, Xi Ze stretched out his hand to help him, and reprimanded him angrily: "Look at how promising you are, you're about to give me my face." It's gone."

I'm afraid the Buddha is eager to say that Zongli has converted to Buddhism.

Yan Zongli had a teachable expression, but when he thought of the question in his heart, he couldn't wait to ask: "Brother, since you're back, then Qi Qi..."

There was a light of hope in his eyes, and his heart hung up.

Xi Ze raised his head and glanced at the golden Buddha statue, as if he was looking at the Buddha himself. He narrowed his eyes and said in a faint voice, "If she doesn't come back, what are you going to do in the future?"

Yan Zongli's heart sank, he shook hands, and his voice was extremely firm: "I will never marry for life."

Xi Ze withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Yan Zongli, then patted his shoulder and said, "Miss Seven hasn't gone back, and I don't know where she is, maybe only you can find her."

He couldn't tell Yan Zongli about the Buddha's test, so he could only tell him in another way.

Yan Zongli was stunned, and it took him a while to react, he held Xize's arm excitedly and asked, "Qiqi is still alive?"

Xi Ze frowned slightly: "It's hard to say, whether she can come back depends entirely on your luck, maybe half a year, maybe ten years, maybe she won't come back for the rest of her life, don't hold out too much hope."

Yan Zongli froze, slowly let go of his hand, looked at the human lying in the ice coffin, and said, "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up, I will wait, and wait for her to return to me."

"Okay, I'll wait with you."

As soon as Xi Ze's words fell, the voices of Yan Fei's peers came from behind in unison: "There are us!"

Yan Zongli turned his head to look at his friends standing in the hall, his eyes were wet, he bowed deeply to them and said, "I'm sorry, I made you worry."

Mu Changting took a step forward, helped him up and said, "Don't be an example, next time if you abandon us again, don't blame us for being ruthless."

"There won't be a next time."

Yan Zongli's depressed heart completely dissipated at this moment. He lost Qiqi, but he still had them.

Xi Ze looked at them with a look of relief, he took a deep breath, dispelled the melancholy in his heart and said: "Okay, there are still a lot of things waiting for us to deal with in the capital, let's go back."

As he spoke, he bowed to Abbot Huici and said, "I'm sorry, my younger brother caused trouble for the abbot."

Huici was overwhelmed by the flattery, and hurriedly typed a Buddhist verse, bowed and said: "Amitabha, His Highness the Crown Prince, you are too serious. It is a blessing for the people to have His Highness in the east. I believe the Regent will regain his strength after this incident and become a virtuous king loved by everyone. "

Yan Zongli bowed to Huici with shame on his face, "Thank you, Master Abbot."

After receiving this gift from him, Hui Ci finally felt at ease.

Everyone bid farewell to Abbot Huici one by one, and left Dabei Temple with Feng Qingluo's body, but when they were halfway to the foot of Yunwu Mountain, Xi Ze stopped suddenly.

(End of this chapter)