"Your Majesty, can you wait for a moment for me to burn the incense?"
King Jing'an didn't know what she was going to do, so he nodded, and Su Yin took Nangong Jing's arm and walked out of the house.
Nangong Jing knew what she wanted to ask, "If something like this happens now, of course I will tell you everything. In fact, besides me, there are two men in the world who can grow black mandala flowers. One is my master.
, one is my uncle. My master travels all over the world all year round, and it is really difficult to meet him. Regarding my uncle, I heard that he led two apprentices, climbed a mountain, and occupied a temple, but there was no news again. "
"What are the names of your master and uncle?"
If you are a member of the martial arts world, someone must have heard of it.
"My master's name is Huiyuan, and my uncle's name is Huizhen."
"..."
Nangong Jing was a little puzzled when he saw her like this. Soon he heard her ask, "Does your uncle have an apprentice named Hui Ren?"
Nangong Jing shook his head, he didn't know. "My prince was sick in his early years, so he invited his master to come. He practiced Taoism and chanted sutras with his master, and his body has only recovered more than half. I haven't seen my uncle for a long time."
Su Yin suddenly remembered that Wuming could call Huiyuan, but it was a pity that Wuming didn't know where he was now. The only thing he could think of was the piccolo. He didn't know whether he kept it on his body or in his room.
"Miss Su, your brother and your beloved's affairs have nothing to do with my master and uncle, right? They are compassionate and do not do anything harmful to nature."
Su Yin nodded, she had seen Hui Yuan, but she didn't know about Hui Zhen, but from what Hui Ren said, he didn't sound like a bad person.
"Prince Jing, I'm afraid I have to go back to Qindu." Su Yin just wanted to find Huiyuan and Huizhen as soon as possible and ask them everything. Otherwise, searching for them one by one would only make her worry more and more intense.
Nangong Jing sighed, "Miss Su, I'm afraid you can't leave now. The lives of Prince Jing'an's family are in your hands. Now it's not a question of whether to hand over the body of the imperial concubine, but how to make the king completely
Let it go."
Su Yin nodded, "I will do my best to promise you what you want, so there's no need for this fake marriage, right?"
Nangong Jing still shook his head and smiled, "I thought of a way to lure my master and uncle here."
As soon as his words came out, Su Yin knew what to do. How could the master be wrong when his disciple got married? Alas, he still had to fake the marriage after all.
Back in the front hall, King Jing'an walked over with a sullen expression, "How? Is there any countermeasures?"
"Father, I have decided to marry Miss Su, and this will be my only wife for the rest of my life."
The corner of Su Yin's mouth twitched and he didn't say anything, just stood quietly aside.
King Jing'an took a deep breath and said, "Now that Miss Su's brother is in danger, how can we get married? My son, you don't think much about Miss Su?"
Su Yin said appropriately, "My brother's matter will come to light when we get married."
Princess Jing'an had always been hiding behind, but now she heard that the prince was hesitant, so she rushed out, "Why are you hesitating? My son finally found a woman he wanted to marry, so he quickly found an auspicious day to get the matter done. It wouldn't be a problem.
The nights are long and the dreams are many.”
After the princess finished speaking, she held Su Yin's hand with a smile and said, "Miss Su, my son is so lucky to marry you. If you are wronged in the future, come to me and I will make the decision."