Chapter 211
When Pei Miaode arrived at Queen Shanyin's bedroom, Concubine Li's mother and son had already knelt in the rain for as long as a stick of incense.

None of the surrounding palace people dared to go forward to beg for mercy.

After all, one side is a concubine prince who is not a direct descendant, and the other is a current queen who is deeply favored by the king. Those who can stay in the palace for such a long time are all good people, and they don't need to think about which side they should stand on.

As for giving charcoal in the snow, one must have the ability to live until the other party repays the favor.

"Brother Wang, hurry up and hold an umbrella for Concubine Li, the queen mother, I will go and intercede for the empress."

Pei Miaode took the umbrella from the boss and gently handed it to Pei Shouer.

Hearing the sound, Pei Shou'er raised his head in a daze, and looked at Pei Miaode with complicated eyes, which included depression, numbness, and a trace of deep-seated hatred.

It would be nice if you didn't come back!

Losing my son in this way, in order to fight against Concubine Kang, who has a healthy heir, my mother will sooner or later make the lonely adoptive son as my son. The righteousness of the son should be in my hands!
Pei Shouer never had much affection for Concubine Li.

Whenever he loses the fight with the big brother, he always resents why his mother and concubine are just a song girl, even if it is just a civil servant family, she can give him great help.

Others have a huge mother clan to promote his virtuous name for him, as long as he sits, he will be welcomed by everyone, but in this palace of intrigues, he has always been the only one he can rely on.

Even when his mother and concubine were humiliated, Pei Shou'er's first thought was not that he had done something wrong to show others, but that he had to kneel in the pouring rain for the so-called filial piety.

Do you just know how to embarrass yourself in front of and behind the king?

There is not much filial piety and family affection in the royal family, blood is thicker than water, it is just an excuse for the knot of interests.

"Being an elder brother is filial piety, but it makes my mother arrogant and troubles my eighth younger brother later. I'm really ashamed."

Pei Miaode raised his head, and his voice was full of shame, passing through the thick rain curtain, and reaching Pei Shouer's ears, it was faintly heard very muddy.

"He is a brother of yours, but the words of the seventh brother have ruined Miao De."

Pei Shouer straightened his back, acting out the drama of brotherly love, then got up and walked towards the palace.

The jackal in front of him restrained his minions, thinking that he had concealed it well, but he expected that everything could be seen through Ren Yingwan's insightful eyes.

……

"The child has come to say hello to the mother."

The bedroom in front of King Shanyin is not very luxurious. Compared with Pei Shouer's bedroom, it is completely different. Except for a white jade Guanyin statue in the side hall, the rest is mainly decorated with red carvings. There are calligraphy and paintings or furnaces. Ding, it is doubtful that it is the best.

But that's all there is to it, apart from showing the grace and dignity of the king, there are other general features.

"Wang Er, take your time and taste it. It's the horseshoe cake made by the imperial dining room before your mother. It's still cold."

As if he had expected Pei Shou'er to come, the front and back of King Shanyin were filled with seasonal vegetables, fruits and pastries.

Either way, it was the food I hated in the Youtian Temple in the past, but somehow it was set out by the king, and the skillful chefs in the imperial dining room reproduced it one by one.

The figure of Monk Xiaomo flashed across Ren Yingwan's mind for the first time.

"My son thanked mother."

Ren Yingwan picked up a piece of pastry, tasted it briefly, and asked King Shanyin with a smile.

"How did my mother know that you love that horseshoe cake?"

"It was his younger brother who told me. My mother thought that if you are used to eating outside the palace, she asked the imperial dining room to reproduce the words of the great monk."

King Shanyin smiled and added a piece of pastry to Ren Yingwan with chopsticks.

"Haier was still worried about my junior brother just now, thinking that my mother had already found me, so it saved my son from making a trip."

Pei Shouer ate a few more mouthfuls of cake, then put down the chopsticks, thinking about how to speak.

"I have already forgiven Mrs. Li and your caring son, Ren Ying must be worried. I only have a son like him. I want him to chant Buddhist scriptures. What is my intention?"

A faint flash of anger flashed under King Shanyin's front face, but it soon turned into a smiling face, greeting Pei Shou'er.

In the habit of sleeping in the palace, the servant girl can serve her wholeheartedly. The old slaves around her are always cheating and concealing everything. King Shanyin hates to ask sloppy questions about everything.

As for Pei Miaode's mother and son, you have never cared about whether or not they are.

Pei Shouer breathed a sigh of relief, and the mother and son fell into another deadlock for a while.

In the next few lives, my parents died early, or I became famous for many years. My parents treated me very well before, and I have never had such a small and big matter. Pei Shouer was tired of dealing with everything in just a few moments.

Fortunately, he prevaricated before, Pei Shou'er looked at the door, and was thinking about finding some excuse to slip out, when he heard what King Shanyin said before.

"My lord, he's getting old too, but which noble man do you like? As long as he hates it, even the princess of another country, my mother will definitely ask his father to send someone to propose marriage."

Pei Shouer was taken aback for a moment, and then he coughed. It was the first time in his life that a lowly monk with an internal scene cultivation level choked on tea.

"Yes, yes, the child is obsessed with Buddhism, but he is willing to marry and have children."

Pei Shou'er calmly waved his hands, practicing the magic method of fixing light by himself, treating women like pink skeletons, and in that life, he had already made plans for the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, so if he rashly told me to marry a wife and have children, is he embarrassing others?

"This junior brother of his has already told his mother that marriage is not prohibited in Buddhism, even in Youtian Temple, there are few monks who get married and have children. Why does he have to live in the ancient Buddha's place for the rest of his life?"

King Shanyin, who had always doted on Ren Yingwan, was willing to make concessions only in that matter.

"The child devotes all his heart to the Buddha, and what he thinks of is the people who are famine and weary. He never wants to marry and have children, and he still hopes that his mother can fulfill it."

Pei Shouer put his hands together, and a circleless light appeared in front of his head, which stunned all the servants and maidservants.

King Shanyin was also a little dazed.

The moment you gave birth to your son, you already vaguely knew that your son-in-law was ordinary, but the vision like the Buddha's light in the daytime is still not something you expected.

Could it be that he really kept that child?

King Shanyin covered his face with tears, and said to Ren Yingwan as if angry.

"He is a Buddha of pure cultivation, why did he throw it into the womb of this palace, if it is not for this palace to endure the pain of parting mother and child, is that his Buddhist philosophy?"

"Mother, that's what the boy meant, and the boy just listened to him."

Seeing that his biological mother was crying, Pei Shou'er was thinking about how to deal with it when Hot Shifang saw a sly smile in front of King Shanyin.

"Is this true? Prince, the monks are lying."

Are you being tricked?
Ren Yingwan looked at the face-changing King Shanyin, and she couldn't react for a while.

 The first update today, there will be more later, the plot will start soon.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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