Chen Xi felt depressed in his heart and sighed quietly.
Forget it, any talk of revenge is empty talk. Her first priority is to practice cultivation as soon as possible.
Wait until she has the capital to fight others, and wait until she is sure whether the national master in front of her is that enemy, then she can make a decision.
And now...
Damn it, is that stupid boy planning to strangle her to death?
She rolled her eyes, struggled to turn around, and rudely shook off Feng Qingyang's hand holding her collar.
Before the Queen Mother and the others could reprimand her, she took the lead and said, "Sir, Xi'er is about to be strangled to death by you."
The Queen Mother originally wanted to scold her for being too rude to Feng Qingyang, but when she heard Chen Xi's extremely aggrieved words and looked at her pale little face, she swallowed her words and turned to
He scolded Feng Qingyang and said, "Sixteen, don't mess around. Come here quickly and let the Imperial Master take a look at you."
"No..." Feng Qingyang shook her head decisively and wanted to get behind Chen Xi.
Chen Xi was on guard, and with a dexterous movement of her little body, no matter how hard the guy tried to hide, she remained face to face with him.
"Xi'er...save me..." He curled his lips in grievance, his bright and charming eyes still full of childishness.
The Imperial Master clasped his hands together and recited: "Amitabha. Queen Mother, it turns out that the Sixteenth Prince doesn't like to be touched by others, so don't force him."
"But, he..." The Queen Mother still wanted to ask the Imperial Master for help in detoxifying the evil poison.
However, the Imperial Master said enigmatically: "Everything in the world has two sides. In the eyes of some people, some things are absolutely evil, but in the eyes of others, those evil things are not beneficial. Queen Mother, I am a poor monk.
It’s superficial. As for what happened to the Sixteenth Prince, the poor monk can only say, let everything go as it happens. The Sixteenth Prince’s lucky people have their own celestial phenomena.”
"This... the Imperial Master can't undo that evil poison?" The Queen Mother's old face fell, disappointed.
The Imperial Master recited "Amitabha" again in an old-fashioned way.
When he turned to look at Chen Xi, his eyes flickered slightly: "The princess was found to be a loser in cultivation since she was a child?"
When Chen Xi saw that he had changed the topic to her, she paused, and there was a dark light in her dark eyes.
She did not answer, but the Queen Mother spoke up, "Did the Imperial Master see it?"
Li Shuang's eyes were dark and bright, like stars in the dark night, "Nothing in this world is absolute. The loser back then might be the star of tomorrow. The princess's future is limitless."
"Ah?" Chen Xi was a little confused by the praise!
Roar! Is this guy her biggest enemy?
The Queen Mother was also shocked by his words, "Master, what do you mean?"
"The prince and the princess are a match made in heaven. Don't worry, Queen Mother." The Imperial Master said quietly, clasped his hands together, and recited "Amitabha". He sat on the original futon, closed his eyes and recited sutras.
Chen Xi looked at him with a complicated expression, with mixed feelings in his heart.
I really don’t know from what perspective he meant when he said: “The prince and the princess are a match made in heaven.”
Looking back, she looked at the stupid prince with dull eyes and a big smile. Damn it! She was actually said to be a match made in heaven with a fool!
Isn't this a personal insult to her?
Chen Xi clenched his fists, and his favorable impression of the Imperial Master dropped to freezing point.
The palace maid came up with a tray and two cups of fine Biluochun, and said respectfully to Chen Xi and Feng Qingyang: "Your Majesty and Princess, please serve tea."