You cause trouble and I collect your body, the little emperor’s aunt abuses the scumbag again

"Yeah. He's checking something out."

King Han glanced at Sheng Yuhua. The crazy old man was really nice to Sheng Yuhua. Knowing that she wanted the soul-leaving fruit, the old man went to find her.

He said that he already had an idea, but there were too many people staring at this thing now, and if there was definite information, he would need to take action.

Thinking of the Soul-Living Fruit, King Han felt a lot softer.

Sheng Yuhua was also cold-faced and warm-hearted, and she really went to great lengths for him. She didn't even tell herself that he remembered her goodness in his heart.

Sheng Yuhua felt embarrassed when King Han looked at her. She hurriedly lowered her head to read. The burning look in King Han's eyes just now made her blush.

"Hua'er."

"Ok?"

"The Soul-Living Fruit, I guess there will be definite news soon."

"When the time comes, I will definitely take it down."

Sheng Yuhua didn't react for a moment. The people left by her grandfather were also asking, but there was no news.

She didn't expect that King Han's people were also looking for him. So fast?

"Really?"

"Ah."

"Husband."

Sheng Yuhua knew about the Soul-Living Fruit, and her grandfather would not let it go if he found out. She didn't want King Han's people to collide with her grandfather's people.

"If we meet someone named Yu, husband, let's not confront them, okay?"

King Han looked at Sheng Yuhua intently, making Sheng Yuhua feel a little guilty.

"Hua'er, what do you mean..."

"Maybe they are from my maternal grandfather's family. I haven't seen them before. I just heard Xiaoman talk about them."

King Han must have inquired about the people around Sheng Yuhua. There was no need for her to hide it.

"Why are they looking for the Soul-Leaving Fruit?"

"I...I don't know. I heard that grandpa likes to collect some weird things. I just heard about it."

Sheng Yuhua still didn't tell the truth. According to the memory of her previous life, her mother was not dead, but her rebirth had changed many things. She was not sure what her mother's condition was now.

"My lord, is it okay?"

King Han hummed and continued reading, but after a long time, he didn't even turn over the book in his hand.

Finally arriving at the place, the speed along the way was too slow. Because of the slow pace, Sheng Yuhua didn't feel there was anything wrong.

Wujue Temple is not famous. There is not even a powerful monk here.

If Master Yisheng hadn't suddenly come to teach the Dharma, these dignitaries would never have come to this place.

When the carriage from Prince Han's Mansion arrived, many carriages had already stopped outside.

Butler Liu went over to ask first, and soon a young monk ran out and led them in.

The rest of the people are still waiting in line. There are many ordinary people here, as well as wealthy people.

Seeing Sheng Yuhua and the others entering, some people felt unhappy:

"Why do they go in directly?"

"That's right, everyone is queuing up, how can they..."

"Shh, you don't want to die?"

Before this person could finish speaking, someone grabbed the person who had just spoken.

"Do you know who that person was just now?"

Apparently someone recognized Sheng Yuhua and the others.

"who?"

"King Han..."

Hiss, as soon as these words came out, everyone quickly shut up.

The few people who complained were even broken into cold sweats from shock.

"He...is from his house?"

Oh my god, why are these big shots here?

"That person is King Han."

Everyone shut up instantly. The originally lively crowd was now eerily quiet.

Many people even shrank their necks, fearing that they had just been remembered by King Han.

"Second sister."

There are only a few female relatives coming to Prince Mo's Mansion, and they still need to find someone to go in and report. Sheng Yujiao wanted to go in with Sheng Yuhua. She took Yang Wanrou's hand and hurriedly followed.

Sheng Yuhua had already entered the courtyard gate. When he heard the sound, he smiled without turning around.

"Ma'am, please get in line."

The young monk at the door stopped Sheng Yujiao and said politely.

"Presumptuous, don't you see who I am?"

Sheng Yujiao was angry when she saw Sheng Yuhua ignoring her, but now...

A young monk actually came to trouble her. She raised her hand and slapped him.

There was a "pop". Before the little monk could even react, he was hit on the face. He raised his head in surprise. This was the first time he had been beaten in the temple for so many years.

"you……"

"Hmph, I'm King Mo's concubine. Open your dog eyes and take a look. How dare you stop me?"