This villain is so cute

Chapter 104 His Lemon Extract Is Sweet [No Lying] 18
Don't see this old demon trying to steal the relic.

Shi Qing wanted to pass the news to Jiuhua, but never found the opportunity.

During the day, there were always other monks by his side, so it was inconvenient for her to appear.

In the evening, he went to bed early every night, and she promised not to go into his dreams again, so she delayed for many days.

Now when Shiqing walks around this small country, she also begins to wear a veil.

She felt more and more that what Mo Wang said at the beginning would have mortals coveting his handsome appearance, so it was very prescient to hide it.

During her time in Rihui Country, she was coveted by others because she kept showing her face.

That day she was in the teahouse, happily listening to the storyteller telling the story of the holy monk Jiuhua, when suddenly a young man with extraordinary bearing sat down at her table unceremoniously.

"Woman, I finally found you."

Opening your mouth is the overlord's lines that can surprise people.

Shi Qing looked disgusted.

He looked up at the servant standing behind him, with fair skin, a soft face, and a bit of arrogance in his eyes, one could tell at a glance that he was actually an eunuch.

In this way, the young man in front of him is indeed qualified to say such a domineering line.

"I'm sorry, I'm still a little girl, not the woman you said."

Shi lightly shook his head and said to him, his eyes were innocent, as if he was really a little girl who didn't know much about the world.

find her?

Why are you looking for her? You don't even know her.

"Hehe, I was careless." Zhou Yan smiled in a low voice, rejoicing in his heart because he met a heart-pounding beauty again.

He went on to say: "I'm not afraid to say it. Ever since I met you by chance in the crowd more than ten days ago, I really want to make friends with you. So, girl, can you tell me your name?"

During the speech, the breath of the superior was very strong, without any embarrassment.

His eyes were locked on her, as if hunting.

Shi Qing shook his head again, and refused: "Sorry, you look at least ten years older than me, I don't plan to make friends with people who have a generation gap with me."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan burst out laughing.

Yes, he admitted, he was indeed much older than her.

But, in his capacity, how could age be a problem?
Even if he is over fifty years old, how many girls like her he wants is not a matter of simple words.

However, it was the first time he saw someone who dared to reject him and spoke to him so unceremoniously, and it felt very fresh.

He unabashedly showed an expression of admiration for her, and said with a smile: "Girl, you are too straightforward, but I like it very much."

Shi Qing looked disgusted again: "Uncle, I've said it all, I'm still a little girl, you can't do anything to me."

"..."

Seeing his expression of wanting to vomit blood, Shi Qing proudly stood up and left without looking back.

Yes, she was very proud of being a goblin for what seemed like forever.

However, if you are proud of yourself, you still have to wear the veil.

Fortunately, in this small country, unmarried girls generally like to wear a veil when going out, so she doesn't look out of the ordinary.

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In the afternoon, the bright sunshine enveloped the entire pagoda temple.

The king made a private visit in micro-clothes and asked the holy monk Jiuhua to meet him alone.

"I also ask the holy monk Jiuhua to make an exception and calculate the marriage for the lonely king."

As a king, Zhou Yan clasped his hands together, his eyes were devout, and he didn't have the slightest airs.

Jiuhua's eyes trembled slightly.

Fortunately, he was offering incense in front of the Buddha with his back to the king, so no one could see his thoughts accidentally revealed.

Who doesn't know that although the current king is only a little over 30 years old, there are more women in the harem than the old king who was scared to death has had more women in his life?
There are many wives and concubines behind him, and countless children, so it is still considered a marriage?
When Jiuhua heard the words, he was surprised by accident.

Royal monasteries, of course, serve the royal family, and then get royal asylum. Since the king requested it, he had to make an exception.

Seeing the monk Jiuhua nodding, Zhou Yan immediately opened the portrait in his hand.

"The lonely king doesn't know her name, age, or where she lives, but he only remembers her appearance. Can the holy monk Jiuhua calculate whether there is a marriage relationship between the lonely king and her by looking at the physiognomy?"

Zhou Yan's eyes are full of trust, as if he firmly believes that the holy monk Jiuhua is omnipotent and will not disappoint him.

Originally, Jiuhua planned to take a quick glance at her casually to see what the girl who the king could personally calculate the marriage looked like.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he didn't look away for a long time.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan's heart sank, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously.

He felt that he had already seen from the expression of the holy monk Jiuhua that he and this girl had no destiny.

However, he still wanted to ask clearly: "Dare to ask the holy monk Jiuhua, how about the lonely king and her?"

Only then did Jiuhua look away, and the breath around him was several degrees colder than before.

He said coldly: "Your Majesty has nothing to do with this woman, and it's best not to take this portrait away. Be careful to stay away from this woman in the future, so as not to cause trouble."

"This..." Turned out to be undesired?

Zhou Yan's hands trembled a little, and he was also a little scared.

What's going on, he just coveted the woman's beauty and wanted to bring her into the harem as usual, why did he seem to be serious this time?
He only knew that this woman was very special and not easy to capture. Could it be that her identity is not simple?
However, seeing the very bad face of the holy monk Jiuhua, he had to believe that if he didn't listen to it, the consequences would be very serious.

Zhou Yan couldn't help being curious: "I wonder if the holy monk Jiuhua can explain the reason in detail?"

"Buddha said, don't say it." Jiuhua's expression remained unchanged, and he folded his hands and bowed his head in salute. "The person who is destined for this woman is not the king. The king can just give up. There is no need to worry about it, and don't take any action to affect the fate of others. .”

"Well, well, I have to thank the holy monk."

Zhou Yan nodded regretfully and put down the portrait in his hand without doubting the words of the holy monk Jiuhua.

After talking briefly about the national destiny, Zhou Yan left the Pagoda Temple with a sigh and went straight back to the palace.

Before the Buddha, only Jiuhua was left.

He carefully put away the portrait of the woman left by the king and placed it in the secret room of his private courtyard.

With nothing else to do, he sat down to chant sutras.

The frown was tightly frowned, but he never let go, and the thoughts in his heart were still in the conversation with the king.

To be honest, he had the urge to drop the wooden fish again!

At this moment, what he kept repeating in his mind was that the banshee he dreamed of every night was coveted by the king?
He disagrees.

It is impossible to let the king do what he wants.

What he said was all the truth. If the king insisted on entangled with her, he would indeed bring trouble for himself.

This culprit is him, Jiuhua, and he, the king, will never make it easier for him!

Amitabha, good and good, monks do not tell lies, he does what he says.

(End of this chapter)