The tea-type beauty went crazy, and the stunning male protagonist was seduced

Chapter 9 Abbot, your Buddha mind is unstable9
  Manager Rong sighed and replied slowly: "The old slave just heard from the servant that he met robbers on the way, and all the letters were taken away by them as money notes, but it stands to reason that the official road It should have been very safe, but by chance, I encountered those brave robbers. The guard also said that if he hadn't been able to run fast on horseback, the robbers were not flexible enough, and they might have lost the heart Sutra copied by all the empresses. They will also be robbed!"

"Robbers?" Concubine An didn't believe it. "In the past, the officer sent the Heart Sutra to the palace every month, but he never encountered a robber once. Moreover, both the Heart Sutra and the letter were in the hands of the officer, but only one was taken by the officer. The letter was robbed, could it be..."

Concubine An turned back to look at the other concubines with suspicion, and continued: "Could it be that one of us took Su Wanqing's money, revealed the matter to her, and then found someone to pretend to be a robber and steal the letter away? ?”

The concubines nervously denied it one after another.

Wang Zhaoyi thought for a while and said: "Sister An, are you worrying too much? Our sisters are either the daughters of officials or merchants, so how can we covet Su Wanqing's money? Besides, our sisters here include Everyone in charge Rong hates Su Wanqing deeply, so how could he do such a thing that would benefit her and harm himself?"

Concubine Liu also felt that what Wang Zhaoyi said was reasonable and echoed: "Yes! It must have been really unlucky to be robbed by the robbers. Otherwise, let's rewrite the letter of accusation that she plotted against our sisters!"

However, the mature headmaster Rong shook his head and said: "I'm afraid it won't work anymore. The young father-in-law who just delivered the imperial edict specially told the old slave that the Holy Lord told him not to bring any private goods with him to the palace except the Heart Sutra. Maybe it was before." You ladies always want to go back to the palace with the excuse of having a headache and a fever, which makes your Majesty angry!"

Concubine An said bitterly: "When dad knew that I had fallen out of favor, he did not want to help us bring down the Su family and Su Wanqing. Instead, he wanted to please the Su family for his own personal gain, and immediately let other sisters in the family enter the palace to serve the Holy Lord. Now we sisters They are all abandoned children, I am afraid they will stay in this miserable temple for the rest of their lives!"

……

Late at night, the cold wind was biting and chilling.

Manager Rong was about to fall asleep when someone suddenly knocked on the door. Manager Rong hesitated and asked, "Who is it? Who is it?"

But no one answered after calling several times. Manager Rong slowly walked towards the door with some confusion. The moment Manager Rong opened the door, she saw a sack floating in the air, and the next moment it was put on her head. .

Su Wanqing neatly put the sack on Director Rong, then kicked her down hard, tied a rope to the end, and then closed the door with her backhand.

He gave Director Rong a fierce kick.

Manager Rong was kicked so hard that she screamed for help, but Su Wanqing unceremoniously kicked her in the mouth through the sack, causing her mouth to hurt so much that she could not speak.

It wasn't until Manager Rong weakly begged for mercy that Su Wanqing stopped, then walked out of the room, leaving Manager Rong tied up in a sack. Anyway, the sack was breathable, so she couldn't die!

She must find a way to get the person who hurt her, Su Wanqing, back, and she doesn't care what excuse the other person has!

However, the burning pain in her palm still failed to completely calm Su Wanqing's anger. She was so anxious for revenge that she didn't even use the golden sore medicine given to her by Xue Jiuyang.

It hurts like hell!
  She had to go back quickly to get some medicine.

However, as soon as Su Wanqing reached the corner not far from his door, he received an unexpected surprise.

"Hi~!"

Su Wanqing's forehead hit a solid wall of flesh.

The next moment, a seemingly cold and urgent voice sounded, "Is your Majesty hurt by the impact?"

Su Wanqing raised her little face, her Qiu Shui eyes suddenly lit up, she arched her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Mo Kong, why are you here?" It seemed like she was surprised, but it was a deliberate test on her part. During the day, the pear blossoms were covered with rain. Tears are the introduction.

Mo Kong paused, handed the golden sore medicine in his hand to Su Wanqing, and said calmly: "This is the golden sore medicine. It is used to treat the injuries on the hands of the imperial concubine. Please take it."

Su Wanqing spread his hands, lowered his face, looked at his hands that were too painful to move, and couldn't help but feel aggrieved: "Mo Kong! How can I hold my hands like this?"

As he said that, Su Wanqing's eyes actually filled with tears again, which was really... very different from the rude behavior of tying people into sacks and beating them up.

Mo Kong was a little stunned. Seeing her pitiful appearance, he softened a little, "Then if Mo Kong gives the medicine to the queen, will it be convenient for the queen?"

Su Wanqing's tear-filled eyes instantly turned into moons, and she immediately responded: "Whatever Mo Kong wants to do to Wanqing is convenient!"

Mo Kong's expression suddenly became a little unnatural.

Su Wanqing walked forward, walked to the door, leaned against the door and looked at Mo Kong, then pushed the door open and said softly: "Mo Kong, come in."

Mo Kong squeezed the prayer beads in his hand and walked in. Su Wanqing took advantage of Mo Kong's time to light the candle and put away the golden medicine given by Xue Jiuyang. Su Wanqing also specially kicked the two benches together with his feet, which was very painful. Very close.

Hearing the sound of the stool being moved, Mo Kong's hand lighting the candle paused slightly.

Mo Kong and Su Wanqing then sat down, and Su Wanqing stretched out her hand. Mo Kong looked carefully at the injury on her palm and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Mo Kong opened the golden sore medicine. The moment the golden sore medicine touched the wound, Su Waqing immediately retracted his hand in pain.

She is really, either hurt or on the way to being hurt...

Mo Kong pinched Su Wanqing's fingertips, dragged her hand over, and gently applied the medicine on the wound with his fingertips.

The movement around Mo Kong was very light, but Su Wanqing still frowned in pain. She bit her lip and couldn't help but shed tears in her eyes. She said tremblingly: "Mo Kong, please be gentle, it hurts." I am..."

Mo Kong's hand suddenly stopped. He looked into Su Wanqing's watery eyes and said warmly: "I'm sorry, then I'll be gentler."

Mo Kong's movements were indeed much lighter. After applying the medicine, Mo Kong bandaged Su Wanqing's body again, then pushed the golden sore medicine in front of Su Wanqing and said: "The rest of the golden sore medicine, the queen will take it. Be prepared for unforeseen circumstances…”

However, before Mo Kong finished speaking, Miss Su Wanqing suddenly came closer. She raised her little face slightly and whispered sincerely and innocently: "Mo Kong, I miss you, do you miss me?"

The tears that had not yet dissipated in Su Wan's clear autumn eyes slightly reflected Mo Kong's stunning face under the illumination of the dim candle.

With a slip of his hand, Mo Kong actually pushed down the standing golden sore medicine. The air was very quiet, so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.

(End of this chapter)