Zhao Min was shocked and quickly looked back and saw an old monk with his eyes as if he was a copper bell and his eyes were fierce.

"Who are you?"

The old monk asked, "I haven't asked you yet, have you actually asked me?"

"This is the gate of the temple, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Min was just about to find an excuse to fool the other party.

But another voice broke in.

"Brother, what are you talking about with this little girl? Let's catch it and talk about it?" As he said that, another fierce monk with square head, big ears and muscles all over his body came out.

The old monk nodded, reached out and pointed his hand and instantly touched Zhao Min's pussy.

Zhao Min was shocked and said angrily:

"I am the princess of the Yuan Kingdom. Do you believe me or not? Someone will come to take your life tomorrow!"

The old monk said disdainfully:

"Hmph, this is the Song State. What's so great about the princess of the Yuan State?"

"At worst, I and my brother will just go back to Qing Dynasty."

Zhao Min felt a chill in her heart and thought to herself that something was wrong. The two monks in front of her were very likely to be spies from other countries.

I have suffered unrestrained disasters and have become a scapegoat.

Before she could think of a word.

He was carried on his shoulder by the fierce monk who later walked towards the cave where he had escaped.

The next day, early in the morning.

Murong Fu slowly got off Zhao Fujin's bed.

After yesterday's tossing.

The prince around her has completely become her own woman.

How to say it?

As the number one beauty in the Song Dynasty, she can only be described in one word.

Very moist!

"Fulang, why are you not sleeping?" Zhao Fujin asked with his tired eyes open.

Murong Fu patted the other person's buttocks and said, "Today, Wan'er and I have made an agreement to go to Jianguo Temple to fulfill our wishes."

"Do I need to accompany you?" Zhao Fujin asked gently.

Murong Fu smiled and said, “Can you still stand up?”

When Zhao Fujin heard this, he felt a tearing pain somewhere.

Her delicate little face instantly turned into an apple, and she lowered her head and said shyly: "Then... then pay attention to safety."

"Don't worry, by the way, I'll let Yuyan stay with you." Murong Fu said with a smile.

Zhao Fujin said happily: "Thank you, my husband."

Murong Fu smiled, put on his clothes and walked out of the palace.

He can now be regarded as a celebrity in the Song Dynasty.

The imperial guards guarding the palace gate were even more excited when they saw him than when they saw Zhao Huan.

"I have met the King of Yan, the King of Yan has a blessing and a Jinan, and show our country's power!"

"I have met the King of Yan, the King of Yan has a blessing and a Jinan, and show our country's power!"

…

Murong Fu smiled and finally realized the feeling of being a star.

Unexpectedly, these cute people respect themselves so much.

"Haha, brothers, you guys, thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you for your hard work in the King of Yan!"

Murong Fu happily walked out of the palace, and Mu Wanqing was waiting for him not far away.

"Wan'er." Murong Fu smiled.

At this moment, a group of Yuan people walked towards the palace with enthusiasm.

The Yuan people who looked like a young man in the lead looked fiercely Murong Fu and cursed:

"Get out, good dogs won't block the way."

"Um?"

Murong Fu's face darkened. He was standing aside and did not block the other party's way. This person was clearly looking for trouble!

"Where did the dogs come from, barking in front of me?"

"What king are you?" The young man stopped and looked at Murong Fu.

And the followers behind him saw Murong Fu's face clearly.

Everyone showed their fearful faces and lay in the young master's ear and said:

"Young prince must not mess with him. He is Murong Fu!"

"What, he is Murong Fu, who defeated the national guru?"

The little prince just stabbed his teeth, and his aura instantly dissipated into nothingness, and he also showed vague fear.

He entered the palace because Zhao Min has not returned yet yesterday.

I wanted Zhao Huan to send troops to search, but when I saw the loving appearance of Murong Fu and Mu Wanqing, I couldn't help but eat it.

I didn't expect to meet Murong Fu.

"That's right, little prince."

He was so cautious that he was calm, and turned around and left with a cold "hum".

Murong Fu has such a temper that he can spoil the other party and is ready to stop him and teach him some lessons.

"King of Yan, please wait."

At this time, a female voice came from behind to stop him.

Murong Fu looked back and saw a beautiful woman in a wheelchair being pushed towards her by a strong man, curiously: "What are you?"

“The six doors are ruthless.”

"There are six doors and iron hands."

"Have you met the King of Yan!"

The two of them bowed to Murong Fu with fists.

"Relaxed? Iron Hand? Four Famous Captains?" Murong Fu was puzzled why these two people stopped him?

"Haha, please listen to the explanation below, King Yan." Wuqing said.

Murong Fu looked at Zayadu who was leaving and said indifferently: "Everyone has left, do you like to talk or not?"

Wuqing said, "Last night, Princess Zhao Min left the embassy and did not return overnight for some reason. It is very likely that something happened."

"Is Zhao Min missing?" Murong Fu smiled: "If she dies, my Song Kingdom will have no enemy."

Wuqing said lightly: "What the King of Yan is telling the truth, but the princess of the Yuan Dynasty had an accident in Songdu."

"I'm afraid the most embarrassing person is His Majesty."

Murong Fu nodded, this is indeed the case.

However, this matter had nothing to do with him. He waved his hand and said, "Then you check it carefully, I'm leaving."

As he said that, he pulled Mu Wanqing away and slowly disappeared in front of Wurong, iron hand.

"This King of Yan seems to have no good feelings for Princess Zhao Min." Tiexhou said.

"The Prince of Yan and the Yuan people fought several times, and the motivation behind this is Princess Zhao Min." Wuqing shook his head and watched Murong Fu leave calmly.

"Fulang, Princess Zhao Min is gone, nothing will happen, right?" Mu Wanqing asked with concern.

Murong Fu shook his head, Song Du was almost out of protection, and it was just that Zhao Min was not digging or not.

The only shame is that there is another great beauty missing in this world.

While talking, the two of them headed towards Jianguo Temple.

"Furang, the incense of Jianguo Temple is really prosperous. My father said that it is even more powerful than the Tianlong Temple in Dali." Mu Wanqing held Murong Fu's hand and said.

"Haha, there are only a few people in Dali, and how many people can be?" Murong Fu said with a smile.

"Yes, it's still my Fulang's power. He defeated King Jinlun with his peak, and made him famous in all countries." Mu Wanqing said proudly.

Murong Fu laughed "haha" and scratched Mu Wanqing's nose, saying, "It's thanks to you, Wan'er, you pray for me."

"Hehe, I said last time that as long as you can win, I will worship all the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas here." Mu Wanqing smiled.

Murong Fu was stunned. There were dozens of halls of various sizes in Jianguo Temple.

Worship all, wouldn’t you have to worship until dark? I whispered:

"Wan'er, let's go to a few halls, let's forget about the small hall."

"No, my father told me that you must count when speaking to the Bodhisattva, otherwise the Bodhisattva will be punished if he gets angry." Mu Wanqing said extremely seriously.

Murong Fu shook his head, knowing that Mu Wanqing had such a personality, so he stopped talking and said pamperingly: "Okay, I'll accompany you."
Chapter completed!