The noble Hongsleeved Empress, whose gorgeous voice sounded in the ears of the holy monk in white, sounded in a seductive way, like a romantic and beautiful beauty blooming.

“…”

Fanyin suddenly stopped holding the slender fingers of the black-wood Buddhist beads.

The slender eye feathers trembled slowly, raised their slightestly, looking at the empress with a bright and charming smile with a red lips.

The black eyes reveal a bit of indifference that is separated from the world and independent of the world.

The peach-colored lips were slightly pursed, with a faint curve.

"Your Majesty, don't joke with me." The white-clothed holy monk said in a gentle voice.

The tone was still as gentle as the moonlight, without any displeasure or anger.

Of course, this kind of gentleness is not directed at the Empress alone.

In the eyes of the holy monk in white, all living beings are equal - whether it is the Supreme Empress of the Red Sleeve Country or an ordinary monk.

There is no difference.

Such a gentle and quiet gentle attitude further shows...

He did not take the Empress's words seriously.

Just pretending she was joking.

The phoenix eyes of the purple-clothed girl were circulating, and her red lips curled up a sense of nobleness and sarcasm. "The holy monk thinks I am joking?"

“…”

The Buddhist yin was silent and silent without refuting.

Silence is the default.

It seems to be saying-

Not?

Fenghua suddenly raised his hand, and his slender fingers as crystal clear as snow, gently pinched the man's beautifully curved jaw in front of him.

Even such a sudden and rude behavior did not change Fanyin's face, and she was still so calm.

However, the empress wanted to break the calmness of the holy monk - tore off his calmness, pity the gentleness of all living beings, and pull him little by little... into the altar!

"The holy monks and Taoists do not lie."

"But how did the Holy Monk know that I am just joking with you?"

"I am the emperor, the empress of a country, the emperor's words, and a promise of a thousand gold."

"What I said just now is definitely not a joke."

"Holy monk, do you... understand?"

The girl with long black hair and purple clothes raised her noble and arrogant curve with her chin, and a phoenix eyes flowed out a glimmer of contempt.

Word by word, I don’t know whose heart it hits.

I don’t know if that person can be moved or continue...indifferent?

The saint monk in white clothes who was far away from the world was as pure as the white monk robe on his body, as holy as the faint fragrance of Asura lotus on his body.

Fanyin's eye feathers drooped slightly, and he said lightly: "It was me who misunderstood Your Majesty, please continue."

Just a dream.

He cared too much.

Or... I don't practice enough.

A sigh in his heart, the holy monk in white corrected his mentality.

No matter how amazing the noble empress of Hongxiuguo, she will say something next. People outside the world should be calm...

Fanyin thought of this, and his expression became increasingly closer to the holiness of light.

However, such holiness really makes people want to destroy it.

The girl in purple had a beautiful and harsh curvature with her red lips, and she said slowly: "Last night, the holy monk married me happily, and I am also happy to be a holy monk. So..."

Fanyin's eyebrows hopped faintly, and a little cinnabar was so beautiful.

Hearing the empress's tone, she uttered a few words lightly: "Bridal chamber night."

Sanskrit: "…"

"In the dream, the holy monk was wearing not this white cassock, but a bright and gorgeous red wedding dress..."
Chapter completed!