MTL - Fast Transmute Female Supporting Role: Male Lead Strategy Manual-Chapter 87 The holy monk is too cold (3)

Zichen is the only person in Huangbeiqiu's harem who has no background. She was forcibly promoted to become a servant, and she loves him even more. Huang Beiqiu's whole heart was on him.

Bei Qiu can only rejoice.

She looked Zi Chen up and down.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the aesthetics of this country is not much different from that of other places. She thought that the queen would like a petite and pleasant man. Now it seems that this Zichen is not only handsome and thin, but also in terms of height and body. , is still very normal, standing up is probably a head taller than Huang Beiqiu.

The reason why Bei Qiu frowned.

It was this Zichen who was too jealous, and in Huang Beiqiu's memory, all kinds of rumors and rumors suddenly spread in the harem, and it was from this Zichen that the situation got out of hand.

"Your Majesty..." Seeing that Bei Qiu didn't speak, Zi Chen was about to shed tears.

With goosebumps all over Bei Qiu, he helped Zi Chen up with one hand, and said: "Recently, I have been busy with work, and Zi Chen is blaming the lonely king?"

"Zi Chen doesn't dare." Zi Chen wanted to kneel down in panic, but was stopped by Bei Qiu. Zi Chen's face was slightly flushed, and he glanced at Bei Qiu shyly, winking like silk: "Zi Chen is just too cute." I miss Your Majesty, I think about it in my heart, and I also think about it in my body."

Bei Qiu blushed.

In this feudal era, Zi Chen was shy to say such a colorful thing openly.

But Shi Jia Shi Qing who was standing beside Bei Qiu didn't change his expression, as if he had already become accustomed to Zi Chen's words.

"Shi Qing, order to go down and prepare dinner for one more person." Bei Qiu didn't answer, but instead ordered to go down and walked straight into the main hall of the bedroom.

Zi Chen's face was filled with joy, and he quickly followed.

But Bei Qiu just invited Zi Chen to have dinner, and then sent Zi Chen back.

She doesn't have such a special habit, every time she sees Zi Chen's ruddy complexion shy and fucking, she gets goose bumps all over her body, how can a man be so sissy.

But this is the country where women are respected, a man with a bronze complexion and a muscular body will not be able to marry at all. She babbles and babbles, and her aesthetics have evolved according to the times.

Bei Qiu stood in front of the bronze mirror at night.

Look carefully at this body now.

She was dressed in fiery red clothes, not like the long skirts of ancient women, but a gown with tight-fitting trousers under the gown, her hair was coiled up high, a pair of sword eyebrows, and those eyes were not angry and majestic.

Although this face is not as delicate as the previous Raiders World, but it has a temperament, and the whole body exudes the air of a king.

She was not in a hurry to attack Zhuli.

Instead, it took a few days to get familiar with all the life trajectories of Huang Beiqiu, including going to court at five o'clock in the morning, and after going to court, reviewing memorials, but the most important thing is to fill the harem and extend the heirs.

She thought about the plot back and forth.

It is true that Huang Beiqiu has never had an heir, and she also rejects having an heir from the bottom of her heart. She is afraid that her child will follow her own path and be controlled by others for the rest of her life. Later, she met Zhu Li and wanted to stay with him for the rest of her life. , so don't touch those husbands.

Thinking of Zhu Li.

Bei Qiu felt a headache.

How can a monk who doesn't have the seven emotions and six desires to conquer it?

Thinking of Huang Beiqiu's silent guardianship, Shi Chang watched Zhuli secretly from the window, not daring to express his love, nor to force the person in his heart, so he could only bear it by himself, with Huang Beiqiu's wrong example, Of course she knew it wouldn't work.

Bei Qiu slammed the table and stood up.

She decides.

She wanted to pester Zhu Li, and pestered him that he had to respond to her!

Bei Qiu smiled subconsciously, and there was a look of joy on his brows.

Standing beside Shi Jia and Shi Qing, they looked at each other, wondering why His Majesty suddenly slapped the table, and then suddenly became happy, they all lowered their heads and remained silent.

On the fourth day.

Bei Qiu finally waited until the next court.

Shi Jia on the side asked as usual: "Where does Your Majesty plan to have breakfast?"

His Majesty was having meals in his own palace these few days, Shi Jia was almost ready to speak to His Majesty, so he said that he was driving in the Luanfeng Palace, and Bei Qiu's voice sounded expectant.

"Today, I will go to Zhuli's Zen room for dinner alone."

"Putting Luan..." Shi Jia was taken aback, looked at His Majesty in surprise, then glanced at Shi Qing strangely, and found that Shi Qing was looking at him with reproachful eyes, and quickly said: "Putting the holy monk's meditation room."

A group of people rushed to the meditation room.

Zhu Li had already received the news that the Queen was coming to him for breakfast.

But there was no sadness or joy in his heart, so he ordered the little novice monk to go to the imperial dining room to get some food, and then continued to sit in front of the Buddha statue and chant scriptures.

When Bei Qiu came, he could hear the scriptures inside continuously, and the wooden fish's voice was very melodic.

When she walked inside, she saw Zhu Li with her back facing her, knocking on the wooden fish.

And the little novice was already standing at the door, folded his hands together, bowed ninety degrees, respectfully said: "Your Majesty is blessed with golden safety. Brother Zhu is doing morning class, let the little monk receive His Majesty for breakfast."

Bei Qiu raised her eyebrows slightly.

Of course he knew why Zhu Li turned his back to her. It seemed that the confession a few days ago had really frightened this eminent monk. Facing the queen who had been approaching him all the time, he could only choose to avoid it.

But Bei Qiu will not let him do so.

Smiled lightly, "No hurry, Gu Wang can wait for Zhu Li to finish his morning class."

After finishing speaking, he sat cross-legged on the Zen mat and waved back.

Shi Qing immediately understood, called the male slave, and took off the phoenix crown on Bei Qiu's head. When the pearl hairpins were taken off one by one, Bei Qiu's hair was also scattered on her shoulders, the long black hair was almost waist length, The male slave combed Bei Qiu's hair carefully, and tied it with a ribbon, looking full of heroism.

Without the domineering phoenix crown, it seemed to make her look a lot softer.

The little novice stood aside with some trepidation, watched the time pass for a few quarters of an hour, knelt on the ground with some trepidation, and said: "Your Majesty, let's have breakfast first, it will be cold after breakfast."

"No problem." Bei Qiu said lightly.

She didn't tell the little novice to stand up, so the little novice could only kneel on the ground timidly, not daring to move. The status of a man is inherently low, and the status of the little novice can be properly raised by the side of senior brother Zhu, but after all, the imperial power is in front, and he is also afraid.

Bei Qiu just wanted to wait for Zhu Li to have dinner with her.

after awhile.

As expected, the sound of beating the wooden fish stopped.

The corner of Bei Qiu's mouth unconsciously drew an arc, and she knew that Zhu Li, who sympathized with the common people, would not sympathize with her and the little monk.

Zhu Li stood up slowly, wearing a light-colored monk's robe, without the slightest touch of human spirit, standing alone in front of her, like a man walking out of a painting, Zhu Li folded his hands and bowed slightly, "Your Majesty. "

Bei Qiu was also helped up by the male slave at the side, arranged her clothes casually, and said, "Zhu Li's morning class is much busier than Gu's morning class, and you don't even eat breakfast?"