Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 394 is about to give birth (2)
She was still chanting, and Zhan Beilie didn't remember a single word she said over and over again. The only four big characters flashed and floated in front of her eyes: six girls!

He cast his eyes of envy, jealousy and hatred on this woman, and stared eagerly...

I don't need six daughters, as long as the lioness gives birth to a few, a few will be enough, a litter of little lionesses, in that picture, Zhan Beilie blinked his eyes, full of satisfaction, just thinking about it, the corners of his lips didn't move. Consciously tilt up.

Lei Ming shrank back, poked Lightning's waist with his elbow, and said in a low voice: "Did you see, our lord's hala is about to flow out."

The five people sighed again: Shame, shame!
After the woman finished worshiping Guanyin, she saw this handsome man staring straight at her, with focused eyes and a smile on his lips...

Whoops!
The woman bit her lips, her cheeks were dyed red, and the spring was full of colors. After a flying eye, she reluctantly ran away in small steps. Halfway through the run, she stopped, turned her head three times and sighed.

Daqin God of War trembled, shaking off the goosebumps that had fallen from his body.

It happened that a young monk passed by, he grabbed him and asked with a frown, "Little master, is it your son who is sent by Avalokitesvara?"

The little monk clasped his hands together, nodded and said: "Of course it is a son, donator, please rest assured, as long as you are sincere, you will be able to get a boy in one fell swoop after worshiping."

A handsome face darkened completely in an instant, and he was afraid for a while, but fortunately he hadn't worshiped just now, so he hurriedly asked: "Is there a Guanyin here?"

The six roots are as clean as a monk, and he couldn't help but cast a disgusted glance at him, this man is a troublemaker!

The little monk lowered his head and closed his eyes. Under Zhan Beilie's expectant gaze, he silently recited the Mantra of Purifying Heart ten times. Finally, he melted away the resentment in his heart. He smiled and clapped his hands together, and said sincerely, "Benefactor, go out and turn right into the third room."

For the first time in his life, Zhan Beilie clasped his palms together, saluted the little monk very earnestly, and went happily.

When he finally got to the third room on the left, he realized that something was wrong. The people here were all sick and sick. He grabbed a young monk and asked, "What kind of temple is this?"

This little monk was quite responsible, not only explained clearly the offerings in the temple, but also said a lot clearly, which made him dizzy.

Zhan Beilie interrupted his eloquent speech, grabbed his collar, and asked word by word, "What do you want, sum it up!"

The little monk glanced at it in horror, and said concisely: "If you are sick, treat the disease!"

Zhan Beilie smiled, let go, raised his eyebrows, turned around, and left.

The moment he walked out of the temple, his face turned dark again. Damn it, I'm not sick!

It wasn't until he searched the entire Lingyin Peak that he finally realized with great sadness that there was indeed no Guanyin sent here.

Those who don't know the goods, what's the use of asking for some with handles!

When he lingered down the mountain with the big troops again, it was already evening, and the Great Qin God of War was full of resentment, his face was so dark that it became the bottom of the pot, Zhong Cang and others dared not speak anymore, it was obvious that their master was in a bad mood , If you speak at this time, isn't that looking for abuse!

When we arrived at Liangdu City, Zhan Beilie looked back at the shivering six hidden guards, and said coldly, "What happened today..."

The small wind was blowing in the back of the head, and the six of them knew it well, looked at each other with doubts on their faces: "What's the matter? What happened today?"

Lightning yawned: "I've been sleeping all day today!"

Lei Mingkuang nodded: "You kid even snatched my quilt!"

Muyang punched his eldest brother, and said with disgust: "Your chess game is really stinky, you haven't won once in a whole day!"

"..."

"Get out!" Satisfied, Zhan Beilie waved his hands and went back to the palace. Unbeknownst to him, a major event happened in the imperial study room that would make him furious!

This big event, to put it simply, is to choose a husband.

Since he came to Xiwei, he has been guarding Leng Xia every day, which made the hearts of the courtiers ache.

If it were someone else, they would at most sigh that they are a blue-faced misfortune and monopolize their pets, but this person is the King of Qin Lie, especially if this person dares to interfere in politics in the harem, this matter is much more troublesome, King of Qin Lie Who is his relative, that is the emperor of Daqin!

If one fails, it will be the end of the relatives abusing their power and the king's power being sidelined!

When the courtiers thought of this, they stared at each other, don't let the Daqin soldiers steal our Xiwei without bloodshed, you have to find a way, find a way!
A group of gray-haired veterans stroked their beards and rolled their eyes, and a clever plan was formed in their minds.

Leng Xia couldn't laugh or cry!

Sitting behind the dragon table, she jokingly looked at the pictures of beautiful men spread out in front of her, all kinds of pictures, all of which were there.

This one holding a folding fan is personable, that one is tall and majestic and majestic, this one is fresh and elegant in front of the yushu, that gentleman is elegant and profound, this one is the pet of the weak willow and the wind and broken sleeves, that one with long hair fluttering and evil and charming, this one with the long back Jianyi Bo Yuntian, that red lips and white teeth are cute...

Leng Xia raised her head with a smile, with a slight curve on the corners of her lips, the curve fell into everyone's eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and they all took a step back.

All that is left is the old prime minister who is old and not able to move.

After scolding them for being treacherous in his heart, Zheng Koushi bit his head and said: "Your Majesty, all the beauties are already waiting outside the imperial study room. As long as the emperor gives an order, we will send them to the harem tonight!"

The meaning of Leng Xia's smile was unclear, and she was about to speak when suddenly her phoenix eyes froze, and her eyes fell on the next picture of a beautiful man at the far end.

Tsing Yi is upright, with sparse eyebrows, a cold face, and stiff eyes...

Could it be Mu Er!

She rubbed her temples, oh, that idiot was tricked by these old things.

Seeing her gaze pause on a certain picture scroll, everyone stretched their necks and glanced at the dragon table, all smiling, there is a door!

Zheng Koushi happily stroked his beard, and opened his mouth to talk nonsense: "The genius doctor is very serious about choosing a husband. As soon as Fang heard about it, he immediately took a bath and changed clothes for an hour. Stand in the team of beautiful men, looking forward to it!"

(End of this chapter)