Feng Chuyi looked at the national master: "I naturally believe in the eminent monks, but what is happening now makes me confused."
The old monk naturally knew what Feng Chuyi was referring to: "I did not tell anyone anything about His Highness."
As he said that, he bent down at Feng Chuyi: "So I don't know what happened. This old guy did have some connections with me in the old days."
Muchen, who was called the old guy, burst into laughter, but there was a hint of hostility in his eyes: "Old guy, it's been a long time since anyone called me that, only you dare, Master Wangchuan."
"Amitabha."
"Since that's the case, as the national teacher of the northern country, what are you talking about when I am going to the prince of the enemy?" Feng Chuyi kept thinking in his heart, squinting his eyes and looking at Mu Chen.
"I, the old guy, know a lot about the second prince." Faced with the questioning, Mu Chen retorted with Feng Chuyi without any panic.
"So?" A trace of murderous intent flashed in Feng Chuyi's eyes. No matter who it is, as long as it is blocked in front of him, there will be only one result, that is, to die.
Mu Chen seemed to see through Feng Chuyi's thoughts and looked at Master Wangchuan: "The second prince should not have a random murder in the holy land of Buddhism, right?"
Wangchuan closed his eyes and opened them again. This time, he looked at the old eyes of Chen Chen finally had a slight fluctuation: "Amitabha, what exactly are you doing? If nothing happens, you are not welcome here."
"You old guy is still annoying as always. It used to be, and now, but fortunately, we did not become enemies." Mu Chen said to look at Feng Chuyi.
He threw it to him another scroll: "Then I will add a weight. After reading it, the prince decided to agree or not?"
Feng Chuyi caught it directly, opened it and looked, holding it tightly, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes: "It seems that the National Master really understands it deeply enough, even knows this, OK, I'm the king
I agreed." When Feng Chuyi saw the name on the scroll and there was still something going on, he knew that the man came to him to tell him what the so-called business was.
"Hahaha, it's refreshing. The person who can make the second prince care about is really extraordinary. Don't worry, I have no idea about Fengguo. I just want to help the second prince get what I want and get what I want by the way."
"What do you want?" Feng Chuyi glanced at Wangchuan. Seeing that he had no reaction, he knew that what Muchen said was true.
Mu Chen looked at Feng Chuyi with a different look, as if he was looking at someone through him.
"I only have one person, someone who has something to do with the second prince." When Mu Chen said this, his tone became obviously gentle.
Feng Chuyi narrowed her eyes and it was that simple: "Who?"
"It's not the time when the second prince knows it. As long as the second prince knows that I have no idea about anything else, it's enough for just one person." Obviously, Mu Chen didn't want to say anything more.
"Okay, I promised you." Feng Chuyi knew that this man was looking for him now, so he expected that he would agree.
In other words, no matter whether he agrees or not? This person will try his best to force him to agree. Since it is beneficial to him and has no harm, why not agree?
Muchen's mood was obviously better than before: "Okay, since the second prince is so happy, then I will give the second prince a gift to show my sincerity."
After saying that, he gave him a flute and touched his white beard with deep meaning in his eyes: "I believe the second prince will definitely like this gift."
As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew. As soon as a man appeared in front of the three of them, he looked up and Feng Chuyi's eyes flashed and deep.