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

Su Qinghe opened her eyes only after hearing the little monk calling her.

Looking at the neatly laid bedding on the floor, a hint of warmth flashed in Su Qinghe's eyes.

Looking at the little monk's slightly childish face again, Su Qinghe gave him a big smile.

"Thank you."

Su Qinghe was born handsome, and Wuwang blushed when she smiled like that. He lowered his head and said softly, "Donor Su, you're welcome."

Without waiting for Su Qinghe to get up, Wuwang hurriedly hid himself in the quilt again.

The bed had already been made, so Su Qinghe naturally wouldn't let herself suffer. She took off her shoes and stepped on it with her long legs.

Wuwang was lying on the couch watching Su Qinghe's movements. When he saw her start to take off her outer robe, he immediately turned over with a red face.

……

The next day.

Wuwang was called by the officers and soldiers to cook early in the morning, along with a dozen monks.

Su Qinghe immediately hid aside when she heard the footsteps outside the door.

It was almost noon, Wuwang had not returned yet, and Su Qinghe had not left the house from beginning to end.

She was not worried about Wuwang's safety. After all, the matter was not yet accomplished and these people would not kill people easily. In order to avoid what happened last night, she even retouched Wuwang's face early in the morning.

Just as Su Qinghe was wandering around Wuwang's Zen room out of boredom, familiar footsteps were finally heard outside the door.

After a while, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a yellow head poked in. When he saw Su Qinghe, a shy smile appeared on his face.

I saw that the monk had a yellowish complexion, dark circles under his eyes, and densely packed freckles on both sides of his cheeks. When he opened his mouth, he was missing one of his lower front teeth.

This person was Wuwang, who was made up by Su Qinghe.

"I'm back. How's it going? Nothing happened this morning, right?"

Su Qinghe came out from inside only after Wuwang closed the door.

Wuwang took a few quick steps to the table.

"Well, it was very quiet this morning. The officers and soldiers acted very disgusted when they saw me and didn't want to talk to me at all."

As he spoke, he took out an oil-paper bag from his arms with great effort.

"Although my uncles and brothers were surprised to see me at first, I explained everything to them."

Seeing Su Qinghe's look, Wuwang quickly added another sentence.

"But don't worry, Mr. Su. I didn't say you were with me. I just said I made it myself. They all praised me for being smart!"

Su Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that he didn't tell anyone about her affairs.

She was so busy putting makeup on him this morning that she forgot to remind him. Fortunately, the little monk was not too stupid.

Looking at the oil paper bag on the table, Su Qinghe pulled out a stool and sat down. "You left food for me again today?"

Wuwang nodded, thought for a while and shook his head again. He opened the oil paper package in front of Su Qinghe, and the aroma of meat wafted into his nose.

There were five or six juicy pork ribs neatly arranged inside.

Su Qinghe's eyes lit up and she took a deep breath. "It smells good. Don't you usually only cook vegetarian food? How can you cook meat like this for the first time?"

Seeing that she liked it, Wuwang was happy too.

"Not all the men in the temple grew up in the temple like me. Many of them became monks halfway through their lives. Many of my uncles and brothers were good at cooking before they became monks."

"Those soldiers wanted to eat meat, so they hunted some prey in the mountains and forests and threatened us with knives to cook for them. The uncles and brothers had no choice but to agree."

As he said this, Wuwang looked reluctant and pushed the meat in front of Su Qinghe.

"I know that Mr. Su likes to eat meat, so I specially hid some. Please eat it quickly. Only when you are full will you have the strength to resist them."

After hearing what he said, Su Qinghe was a little surprised, but she still picked up a piece of ribs and started eating it without hesitation.

"Thank you, it's delicious." Su Qinghe praised sincerely.

After eating dry food for so long, she still thinks even plain hot food is delicious.

Seeing Su Qinghe eating with relish, Wuwang couldn't help but smile.

He opened his hands and placed them on both sides of his cheeks, watching Su Qinghe eat with a smile on his face.

Su Qinghe would look at him twice in the middle, and every time she met his eyes, he would lower his head in embarrassment, looking a little silly.

……

In the next few days, Wuwang would bring back meat for Su Qinghe at every meal, and would also bring back some news from the outside world, so Su Qinghe didn't have to go out at all.

Wuwang was no longer so shy about Su Qinghe sleeping in the bunk below him. He would chat with her every night when he was bored before going to bed, but most of the time it was him who asked questions and Su Qinghe who did the talking.

Without a doubt, what he asked most about were things happening down the mountain, such as folk customs and weddings and funerals.

But in fact, Su Qinghe didn’t know the answers to many questions. She didn’t know much more about this world than he did, so she could only make a few random remarks.

Wuwang never questioned what Su Qinghe said.

It was the same ordinary day until the fourth day, when Wuwang brought back the news that Su Qinghe had been waiting for.

The ceremony of worshiping heaven will be held tomorrow, which means that person will come tomorrow.

This news was not heard from the officers and soldiers, but because there were many more live prey in the kitchen today, and they were not allowed to slaughter them immediately, saying that they had to wait until tomorrow to eat fresh ones.

In addition to food, various utensils were also placed outside the main hall of the temple, apparently in preparation for tomorrow's ceremony of worshiping the heavens.

After Wuwang told Su Qinghe the news, they were silent for a moment.

"Master Su, are you afraid?" Wuwang spoke first in the end.

Su Qinghe smiled and said, "I have never known how to write the word 'fear'. Why? Are you scared?"

Wuwang looked at her, wanting to say something but stopping himself, and finally just said "Amitabha".

"The Buddha will surely bless us."

Tonight Wuwang did not lie down early as usual, but sat on a cushion beside him to meditate.

"I will pray for Master Su tonight."

After he said this to Su Qinghe, he closed his eyes quietly, even though Su Qinghe said no.

Su Qinghe lay on the floor, watching the Buddhist beads in his hand turning rhythmically, her mouth opening and closing constantly, but no sound came out.

No one knew when his prayer would end, and Su Qinghe didn't wait for him and fell asleep directly.

……

In the open space outside the main hall.

The originally spacious open space was now crowded with people.

At the front was a large incense altar. Luo Pinzheng and a group of officials and their families stood on the right side of the incense altar, while the monks stood on the left side. The altar was surrounded by officers and soldiers.

In order to welcome that person, most of the officers and soldiers in the temple gathered here today.

Su Qinghe hid in the dark and waited silently. After about half an hour, a group of people came in from outside the temple.

The leader was a woman in her twenties, dressed gorgeously, with a hint of arrogance on her face. She didn't look like a subordinate, but more like a noble lady in the palace.

Next to her was someone Su Qinghe knew: Luo Zian.

He followed the woman with his head lowered and his eyes submissively, and the two of them looked very intimate.

It seems that Luo Pin gave his son away to someone else.

In addition to the two of them, there were seven or eight people following the woman, and judging by their appearance, they should be her attendants.