The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

Could it be that... Teacher Mela didn't cheat herself this time, is the relationship between her and the pope really good?

"It seems that I really thought too much this time."

Mu En was completely relieved, and said to herself very moved:

"When you go back, let's buy Teacher Mela's favorite strawberry-flavored lollipop along the way!"

Well, it should be her favorite... right?

……

……

Mu En walked and drove into the city with the saint's car.

But compared to going out of the city, entering the city is a little more troublesome.

After the morning prayer, the believers saw the hazy figure in the veil, and immediately showed extremely fanatical expressions, and surrounded them.

"Your Highness, my child's illness..."

"Take Goulan, Biqing grass, and Duomo flowers to boil water, three times a day."

"Your Highness, my husband made a mistake..."

"Send him to the court, the goddess has her own decision."

"His Royal Highness, may I ask how to obtain wealth..."

"Hardworking, frugal, intelligent."

"Your Highness, I..."

A slender white hand protruded from the swaying white gauze, and touched the brow of a skinny believer holding a statue of a goddess.

The holy light flashed, and the believer, who was blind but refused to stick a stick and held the statue of the goddess tightly to pray every day, so that his body was injured all over, regained his light.

"The Goddess gave you a sound body, not for you to use it to hold up His statue every day."

The eyes behind the white gauze stared at the ecstatic eyes of the believers, and said in an unquestionable tone:

"Tomorrow, go to the factory to find a job, and donate the remaining one-third of your monthly income to the church."

"Yes, Her Majesty the Holy Maiden!"

The believer looked even more fanatical, put the goddess statue in front of his body with both hands, and knelt down respectfully.

So more believers also knelt down together, like the tide, the dark tide spread into the distance.

……

"Sorry, it took a little longer."

With the help of the Templars who came, the carriage that finally escaped from the believers stopped in front of a tall hall with a colorful glazed roof.

Then the white veil was lifted, and a figure that eclipsed the surrounding spring, walked out slowly with a sacred gleam.

The white dress was swaying, simple but not shabby, and the light golden hair was spread out like satin.

There are golden lines extending from the long hair covered back all the way, along the fair skin, burrowing into the white silk gloves lightly wrapping the slender hands, looking extremely holy.

There is no trace of time on the beautiful face, and the eyebrows and eyes are full of grace and tenderness.

"I'm already waiting."

The saint smiled and asked Mu En warmly.

"No... no no, no way."

Feeling that her soul was almost taken away by this smile, Mu En quickly regained her senses and waved her hands vigorously:

"It is an honor for me to be able to witness such an extraordinary scene."

"How can there be any honor, they only worship the saint."

"The reason why a saint is called a saint is because she is qualified to be a saint, not a saint herself, otherwise there would be no upcoming ceremony, right?" Mu En smiled.

"Heh, you glib kid."

The saint narrowed her eyes, "You look like this, I don't know how many innocent and ignorant girls you will deceive."

"Cough cough."

Mu En was serious: "His Royal Highness has misunderstood, innocent and ignorant little girl, but there is no one."

"I always feel that there is something in your words. Forget it, now is not the time for small talk."

The saint waved her hand casually, and the rich holy light flowed, wrapping Liya gently.

"I'll take this child to treatment first, you wait here patiently, His Majesty's order should be communicated soon, before that, you can visit as you like, and you can find the clergy here if you need anything , as long as it's not too much, I think they can satisfy you."

"Thank you."

"See you later then."

The saint glanced at the Pink Bear, who also followed, without saying anything, and led Liya into the side door.

"As expected of the current saint..."

Looking at the beautiful back that gradually disappeared, and recalling the spectacular scene of thousands of believers kneeling at the same time just now, Mu En couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"How beautiful and gentle."

"Oh, I agree with the beauty, where do you see the gentleness." The pink bear beside him sneered.

"Ok?"

Mu En turned around suspiciously:

"Being so kind to me, and patiently solving the problems of those believers, isn't that gentle?"

"cut."

Pink Bear curled his lips, "Did you forget that she attacked me personally before, which is what a gentle person would do?"

"Personal attack? Ah... You are said to be non-burnable garbage."

"That's right, that counts..."

"Master Uncle."

Mu En suddenly pinched her chin and looked at Pink Bear very seriously.

"How... how?"

"I think it's not because of Her Royal Highness that you are called trash."

"Ok?"

"This is obviously your reason!"

"Hu... nonsense!"

Pink Bear stares:

"I am so handsome and unrestrained, how can it be possible..."

"...Well, that young lady over there, yes, it's you, come here."

Facing the shamelessness of the pink bear, Mu En was silent for a moment, stopped a nun who was passing by, pointed to the pink bear and asked:

"what is this?"

"Cute pink doll bear?" Miss nun blinked and said.

"Hmph, look at it."

Pink Bear was triumphant: "People say labor and capital are cute."

"very good."

Mu En took a deep breath, and suddenly spoke at a very fast speed, and asked the pink bear in one go:

"Pink Bear! Don't think! Answer my question! What are the measurements of this young lady!"

"91! 60! 8..."

The pink bear who reacted suddenly covered his mouth.

But it was already too late, a series of visual observation data, just blurted out.

"..."

After a brief silence, the young lady who lost her eyesight kicked the pink bear's calf, and spat hard:

"Rubbish!"

Then leave angrily.

Only Mu En spread his hands at the pink bear rolling all over the floor, gloating and saying:

"Look, I'll just say yes."

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"Mr. Moon, please follow me."

Mu En didn't wait long, and a nun in a solemn black robe led him to the depths of the solemn palace.

On both sides of the aisle that is wide enough for carriages to run side by side, fragrant white flowers are blooming, and on the dome of colored glaze, there are magical pictures of goddesses redeeming the world.

Mu En rubbed the ass that was ravaged by the pink bear just now, looking left and right, dizzying.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the tight robes and swaying skirts of the passing nuns, and couldn't help but be amazed.

Damn, it's too big, oh no, it's too spectacular.

It really deserves to be the Church of Life, it really is rich and powerful.

I thought that as the son of the duke, I was already an evil aristocrat enough to hang on the street lamp, but now here, I have the illusion of a countryman entering the city.

"This is Emile Cathedral."

Seemingly aware of Mu En's gaze, the nun, whose dress was slightly different from the others, said calmly without turning her head:

"It is the only holy place in the world named after the goddess, and it is the most noble and miraculous place to serve the goddess."

"I see."

Mu En did not squint, smiled and said:

"Been taught a lesson."

"I hope you can always remember not to defile the sanctuary."

The nun nodded slightly, and led Mu En all the way through the corridor to a room filled with incense and heat.

She finally stopped and pointed to the petal-covered pool in the center of the room.

"Please take a bath."

"oh oh."

Generally, when meeting any emperor or pope, there is a procedure of bathing, so Mu En was not too surprised, and touched the buttons of her clothes without any hassle.

but……

"...Miss nun?"

"what's up?"

"Well... I'm going to take a bath."

Mu En looked at the nun who had no intention of leaving, and cautiously reminded her.

"I know."

"That……"

"My whole body and mind have been dedicated to Her Majesty the Holy Maiden and the Lady Goddess. It's just a man's naked body, and I don't care at all."

The nun was expressionless, as if wearing an iron mask,

"So Mr. Mu En just pretend that I don't exist."