Chapter 319 The Pampered Little Fox Who Became the Prince 9

The temple is solemn and beautiful, and under the tall Buddha statues, the figures of each person and a fox are all tiny beings.

After Feng Heng finished reciting the scriptures, he opened his eyes and looked at the little snow fox squatting beside the cushion and looking up at him. After a while of silence, he picked it up from the ground and walked out of the Buddhist temple.

When Abbot Jingyuan saw Feng Heng coming out, he led the two little monks forward and said, "Your Highness, are you still living in the original wing room?"

"Um."

Feng Heng nodded.

The wing room brought by Abbot Jingyuan was Fengheng’s residence at Yuguo Temple when he was a child. Since Fengheng became the prince, Yuguo Temple has been repaired as a whole.

Today's wing room is no longer a shabby room with earth-street thatched houses.

Feng Heng did not need to stay here for this trip, which took a lot of time, but he wanted to stay here and guessed that he was thinking about his biological mother, reciting scriptures and worshiping Buddha, doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, and there was reason to be reasonable.

There are only bed, table, stools and cabinets in the wing room, and there are no other extra complicated items.

When it was time for dinner, the little monk came to deliver the meal.

Naturally, it is vegetarian, with thin rice porridge, steamed buns and vegetables.

Feng Heng personally gave her half a bowl of soup and porridge. His posture of holding the chopsticks was still elegant, and his movements of delivering food were not as difficult as possible.

Seeing Shi Qing squatting on the table and watching him eat, Feng Heng had a faint smile in his eyebrows. At first glance, it looked like the ripples of the spring breeze, "Little guy, this food can be eaten in this palace, so it will naturally be poisonous to you, don't pick on food."

Shi Qing: "..."

Shi Qing didn't know why Feng Heng suddenly wanted to remember the bitterness and sweetness, so he couldn't figure out his thoughts, so he simply accepted his fate and drank the soup of fresh water with Feng Heng.

In the next two days, Feng Heng held the little snow fox and walked back and forth in the temple several times, without making any noise during this period, occasionally standing there in a daze.

By the way, I took a handful of the little fox's fur.

Shi Qing watched the fur he pulled out of his hand, and the beast's eyes widened and whistled to protest!

Bare.

I'll be bald again!

If Feng Heng had not been dressed in a decent manner, supported by his appearance, and had white clothes with his hair, he could have been wandering in this temple.

Shi Qing didn't understand what he was going to do!

Fortunately, the temple has a unique geographical location and is a treasure land for absorbing spiritual energy. Shi Qing has recovered a lot of spiritual power and is expected to be able to become a human body in a few more days.

The next day, Feng Heng ordered people to return to the palace.

When Abbot Jingyuan sent them away from Yuguo Temple, Shi Qing was carried by Feng Heng onto a carriage and left, but he didn't hear any news that these monks wanted to catch her.

But with Abbot Jingyuan Fang's eyes, you can tell at a glance that there is a little secret between him and Feng Heng.

On the way back, an assassin intercepted their way.

There was really a lot of noise in fighting and killing outside the carriage. As soon as Shi Qing was about to go over, he lifted the curtain and took a look, but Feng Heng held the hind legs and pulled her short legs back.

Feng Heng did not open his eyes. He held the exquisite and small stove in his left hand, and grabbed the little snow fox back into his arms with his right hand, and said in a low voice: "Don't join in the fun, the sword doesn't have eyes."

Feng Heng's hands have always been cooler, and the temperature of holding the stove is warmer.

“…”

Shi Qing simply lay on his legs, raised his little ears and listened to the sounds outside. He guessed that there were quite a few people coming to assassinate Feng Heng.

Not long after, the fight outside the carriage stopped. Feng Heng's personal guard came over and half-opened the curtain and said, "Your Highness, there is no living habit. They committed suicide by taking poison."

"Um."

Feng Heng responded slightly and ordered, "Continue to go on the road and go back to Beijing."

"yes--"

The guard took his order and asked someone to drive back to Beijing.

Shi Qing looked at Feng Heng's calm appearance and could not help but speculate that even the assassination was as expected. The little bit of favorability she was stuck in would probably be difficult to deal with.
Chapter completed!