Female Supreme: Population is in crisis, I have a fruit-bearing tree

Wuwang was pulled to the front of the couch by Su Qinghe, and was stunned when he heard the words she said.

"What does this mean, Master Su?"

Su Qinghe had a cold expression.

"We have to make decisions in an emergency. Don't think too much. This is a matter of great importance concerning hundreds of lives. Let's put etiquette aside for now."

"If I don't mention this matter and you don't mention it, no one will know about it. Of course, if you want me to take responsibility in the future, you can always come to me."

Su Qinghe spoke very quickly, and Wuwang was still flustered as he listened.

"But Master Su, I, this humble monk, this humble monk..."

He was incoherent and had completely lost the ability to think.

Seeing him hesitate, Su Qinghe began to threaten him.

"Don't forget, you looked at me on the mountain that day, and I haven't settled the score with you yet! If you don't obey me, I will spread the news that you looked at a woman's private parts!"

Wuwang trembled and bit his lips in grievance.

Su Qinghe ignored him and saw that he was standing still. She rummaged through the couch and soon found a piece of clothing inside.

She quickly picked it up and stuffed it into Wuwang's arms.

"Change quickly, I won't look at you."

Seeing such a private object of his being held in Su Qinghe's hand, Wuwang felt a surge of heat rushing to his forehead and he just wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it quickly.

He hid his clothes behind him and looked at Su Qinghe, whose eyes were full of struggle, and he was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Donor Su... Buddha said, Buddha said..." He muttered for a long time but there was no further response.

Seeing that he still couldn't make up his mind, Su Qinghe felt something in her heart and looked at him dangerously with her eyes lowered.

"Do you want to harm the lives of your master and senior brother because of these illusory etiquette?"

"If Luo Pinzheng succeeds, everyone in your temple will know that they are plotting a rebellion. Do you think she will let you go?"

Wuwang's face turned pale, and when he thought of Luo Pinzheng's ruthless methods, he finally made up his mind.

Chastity is a small matter. He is a monk anyway and will not get married. It is no big deal. His master and fellow monks are so good to him. They are all his family and he wants to save them.

Thinking of his master and senior brothers, Wuwang nodded and looked at Su Qinghe.

"Please turn around, Mr. Su."

Seeing that he finally figured it out, Su Qinghe turned around with satisfaction, and did not forget to remind him, "Hurry up, hurry up."

"Yeah." Wuwang responded.

He began to untie his belt with trembling hands, but his eyes were always fixed on Su Qinghe's back, afraid that she would suddenly turn around.

The clothes of monks are different from those of men outside the society. The clothes of men outside the society are all long robes, with only trousers as the innermost layer.

The monks' clothes are divided into tops and pants from inside to outside.

After Wuwang took off his shirt, he paused for a moment, his face flushed, and he hesitated for a long time before starting to take off his pants.

However, because he was too nervous, his hands shook and his pants fell directly to the ground.

"!" Wuwang panicked and quickly put on his underwear, curling up into a ball, wishing he could disappear immediately.

"Is it done?" Su Qinghe asked when she heard no more noise behind her.

"Hmm." Wuwang hummed softly, and when Su Qinghe was about to turn around, he quickly hid under the quilt.

The footsteps outside were getting closer and closer. Su Qinghe did not delay any longer. She just took off her shoes and followed him onto the couch.

"You cover yourself with this thick bed and sleep on your side. I'll sleep on the inside. Don't be nervous or move around when someone comes in later. Just pretend that you were really sleeping just now, okay?"

Su Qinghe stepped over Wuwang, pulled off the thin blanket on him and covered herself with it.

Before Wuwang could block it, he was covered with a thick bed.

Realizing that Su Qinghe had already laid down, Wuwang carefully moved away, trying to put some distance between them so as not to be as close to her as now.

However, as soon as he moved, he was pulled back by Su Qinghe.

Feeling the strong arm around his waist, Wuwang became so stiff that he dared not move.

Afraid that he would misunderstand, Su Qinghe couldn't help but explain.

"If I'm far away, people can see me at a glance. I can only block it if I'm closer."

"Oh." Wuwang nodded in a voice as soft as a mosquito.

Su Qinghe pulled the person and adjusted his posture, and stopped moving when he heard footsteps approaching the door.

"Search for me!"

The door was roughly pushed open with a bang, and then several soldiers holding torches rushed in.

Wuwang was so frightened that he was shaking, his whole body hidden in the quilt, with only half of his head sticking out.

Several officers and soldiers walked around the room but found no one. The leader walked to the couch and saw Wuwang like this, so he unfolded the scroll in his hand and placed it in front of him.

"Monk, have you seen this woman? Lord Luo will reward you if you provide any clues."

Wuwang looked over and saw that Su Qinghe's face was painted very vividly.

He shook his head quickly, his voice trembling. "My Lord, I have never seen it."

Hearing this, the officer and soldier looked disappointed and was about to turn around, but a soldier next to her touched her arm.

"Hehe! Captain, look at how tender this monk is. He will die in the end anyway. What a waste. I have never played a monk in my life. I don't know what it feels like. It's better for us..."

As the woman spoke, a lewd and evil smile appeared on her face.

Hearing her words, Wuwang's pupils shrank and his whole body shook even more violently.

Su Qinghe's eyes turned cold and she reached out to touch his back soothingly.

If these people really had such intentions, then she could only send them to see the King of Hell.

Su Qinghe thought so, but fortunately the leader was a man of discretion.

She slapped the woman in the face.

"Asshole! You dare to think about these things while carrying out a mission? Lord Luo said that if we can't find Su Qinghe, we will all die!"

The woman was beaten and couldn't help but retort.

"There are so many of us, so we don't need a few of us! If she is really in the temple, then someone is bound to find her. If she can't be found, she will die, so it's better to live happily before she dies."

But her words were not appreciated, and after being slapped again, she was forcibly dragged out.

The soldiers withdrew, Wuwang was still shaking, Su Qinghe threw back the quilt and got out of bed.

"It's okay. I'm in your room. You'll be fine."

She said this lightly and closed the door carefully. When she sat back in the original chair, Wuwang had already hidden his head under the quilt.

"...Thank you, Mr. Su." After a while, these words came from under the quilt.

Su Qinghe didn't answer, but leaned back in the chair, closed her eyes and rested.

There will be no trouble here for the time being. If nothing unexpected happens, she will stay in Wuwang's room until that person comes to Lingyan Temple.

Wuwang hid under the quilt and wiped away his tears secretly, and did not come out until a long time later.

Seeing Su Qinghe sleeping on the chair like this, I felt sorry for her.

"Donor Su, there is still some cotton wool in the cabinet. How about you spread a mat on the floor? There is enough space here."

Seeing that Su Qinghe was unmoved, Wuwang hesitated for a moment, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

He glanced at Su Qinghe and saw that she still had her eyes closed. He quickly ran to the dark cabinet and brought back a bed.

Wuwang carefully spread the bedding under his bed, put on the sheets meticulously, and then took down the thin quilt from his bed.

"Donor Su, although this place is a little shabby, it is more comfortable than a chair. Please come over here."