The host of fast transmigration, she floated away

Chapter 393 Little monk, do you accept nuns in your temple? 52
"That is to say, don't you wonder what I talked about with the queen mother?" Wuxin continued to look at Jing Kong and said.

Hearing the words, Jingkong understood what Wuxin wanted to say, "Then, can the little benefactor tell the little monk what the empress and the little benefactor have talked about?"

Hearing the words, Wuxin frowned slightly, looked at Jing Kongdao, "I'll tell you about this later, in today's Yikun Palace, besides the queen mother, there are two other people."

Jingkong was not interested in how many people were in Yikun Palace today, but he was willing to follow Wuxin's intention, so he asked, "I don't know who it is?"

"It's my uncle and my third cousin." Wuxin continued to look at Jingkong with her chin in her hands.

Jingkong is not curious about Wuxinyou's uncle and cousin, but he always feels that things are not simple when Wuxin talks about them.

"The queen mother wants me to make a marriage contract with my third cousin at the wedding ceremony." Wuxin said, holding her chin and looking depressed.

Hearing this, Jingkong tightened his grip on the teacup. He only heard a cracking sound, and the teacup in his hand broke into pieces. The water in the cup spilled on the table, and some splashed out, and then splashed on Jingkong's hand. On the top and sleeves.

"Don't get excited, I haven't finished yet." Wuxin said, took out a handkerchief and wiped Qing Kong's hands and sleeves.

"How did you answer?" Jingkong grabbed Wuxin's hand, his expression was deep, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"I said, I just want to get engaged to the little monk." After Wuxin finished speaking, she blinked and looked at Jingkong.

Jing Kong's heart skipped a beat, "Did you... tell the empress?"

"No, I just gave her a shot of vaccination." Wu Xin said, trying to withdraw his hand and continue wiping Jing Kong's hands.

Jingkong didn't let Wuxin withdraw his hand, but stood up directly, pulled Wuxin up, and embraced him, "Wait a little longer, I'll finish the matter."

"What are you dealing with?" Wuxin was a little puzzled.

"If you want to stay with the little benefactor for a lifetime, you must be worthy of the identity of the little benefactor." Jing Kong said, reaching out his hand to touch the top of Wuxin's hair.

"Little monk, you don't mean to go back to the country of Su?" Wuxin raised her head and met Shang Jingkong's gaze.

Clearance didn't say anything, it was a tacit agreement.

"However, what I want is not someone with my status, as long as it is you, no matter what your status is." Wuxin looked up at the clear space, her tone was serious.

"Little benefactor..."

"You don't like court affairs, don't you? I don't like it either." Wu Xin continued.

Hearing the words, Jingkong was silent for a while, stretched out his hand, and rubbed Wuxin's head, "Listen to you."

Hearing Wuxin's words, the corner of his mouth curled up, then he looked at Jingkong and said, "You promised me."

Jing Kong heard the words and nodded.

"If you leave secretly, I will..."

"No." Jingkong stretched out his hand and rubbed Wu Xin's head again.

"That's good." Hearing the words, Wuxin was satisfied, but, as if thinking of something, he turned his head and glanced at Jingkong, "Little monk, do you still want revenge?"

The people who killed his mother, the people who poisoned him, the people who caused him to bear the title of disaster star for a long time, the people who bullied him...

"I personally killed the person who killed my mother, and I don't want to care about the others." Jing Kong said without any fluctuations in his tone.

Keep them and kill each other.

Wuxin heard the words, nodded, and pulled Jingkong to the bedside, "It's time for acupuncture."

Jing Kong sat down on the bed with unintentional force, and then began to undress.

"Little monk." Wuxin suddenly called out.

Hearing the words, Jingkong raised his head and glanced at Wuxin.

(End of this chapter)