Chapter 1105 This Is Fate

"Li Chuyi, don't be impulsive!"

Nervous Nalan Mingyue wanted to grab Li Chuyi's sleeve, but was glanced back by Xiao Erhei casually.

Ignoring Nalan Mingyue, Li Chuyi stared closely into Wensu's eyes, with an indescribable coldness in his blooming smile.

Wensu was shocked by the interaction between Qi and Qi. He was surprised that Li Chuyi's visits over the years could actually give him a faint sense of threat.

Looking at the other party's snake-like eyes, Wensu was silent for a long time and spoke in a low voice.

"Little friend..."

Li Chuyi had a ferocious look in his eyes, Wensu paused and changed his name.

"Your Highness, there is a reason for our grudges, and you don't know the reason. Now that you and I are in Dayan, there is no need to make it so embarrassing. Your Highness, you have a distinguished status, and Wen knows that you are not afraid, but this is the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion after all. If the commotion here spreads, Your Highness may not be able to get out of trouble."

"Hey, threatening me?"

"Of course not. Don't get me wrong, Your Highness. Wen just stated the interests to Your Highness so that you won't be troubled in the future. Wen understands His Highness's grievances, and Wen does sincerely want to compensate, but please think twice, Your Highness, and find another one." This solution is good for you, me, King Zhenxi, and even the Mu family and my King Zhenxi palace, what do you think?"

Wensu spoke sincerely, but Li Chuyi smiled coldly.

"Should I say no?"

Wen Su's expression suddenly darkened, but Li Chuyi's expression suddenly softened and he smiled.

"That's right, what you said makes sense. Although I'm not afraid of trouble, I also hate trouble. It's not impossible to change the conditions."

Secretly breathing a sigh of relief, Wensu smiled and said: "Your Highness is wise, Wen is impressed. I don't know how His Highness wants to solve it, but as long as he doesn't fight, Wen will try his best to do it!"

"It's very simple!"

Patting the scabbard, Li Chuyi said with a smile: "Why I came to Dayan, others don't know, but you certainly don't know. In one sentence, tell me her whereabouts, and our life will be over!"

With a sinking heart, Wensu shook his head calmly: "What did your highness mean? Wen didn't understand."

"Old man, why don't you just pretend to be with me? Don't you know I'm impatient?"

Li Chu grabbed Wensu's collar and stared at him closely.

"Tell me, was she captured by you, is she in your Zhenxi Prince's Mansion?!"

The strange behavior immediately attracted a lot of suspicious eyes. Several guards came towards this side suspiciously, but Wensu waved them away.

Looking at Li Chuyi's close eyes, Wensu said without changing his expression: "I really don't know!"

"Old slippery man, bah!"

A spittle sprayed on Wensu's face, and Li Chuyi waved his hand and let go of Wensu.

"If you don't tell me, forget it. I'll look for it myself. The Zhenxi Palace is so beautiful, so I guess you won't mind me wandering around, right?"

"temple..."

"I don't mind. That's fine. I knew you wouldn't refuse!"

Patting his butt, Li Chuyi turned around to leave. Wensu hurriedly wiped the saliva from his face and stepped forward to stop him.

"Your Highness, you have a distinguished status, but this is the Zhenxi Prince's Palace after all. It is really inappropriate for you to wander around at will. Even if you don't care about your identity, you still have to take care of your own safety. There are many restrictions in the palace. If you make a mistake, it will be difficult for you and our King Zhenxi to explain, so I hope you will think twice!"

"Isn't that just right? I'm worried that I won't have a chance to cause trouble for Yu Hao's grandson, so this is exactly what I want!"

Pushing Wensu away nonchalantly, Li Chu raised his chin and smiled coldly.

"Xuan Bing Han Prison didn't kill me, Dayan's rebel army didn't kill me, you old guy couldn't control me, but I disturbed Yu Hao's good things, if you guys can do this Damn it, that’s your fault!”

After saying that, Li Chuyi pulled Nalan Mingyue, who still wanted to salute, and turned to leave.

"Why are you saluting? Why don't you salute an old bastard who has done a lot of evil? You're not afraid of losing his life!"

Looking at Li Chuyi walking away, Wensu's expression changed several times. The gatekeepers who came closer looked at each other and no one dared to speak.

When Li Chuyi's back was about to disappear, Wensu waved to a guard: "Send someone to follow him. You can intercept him if necessary, but you must not hurt him. Do you understand?"

The guard was stunned, but nodded, said goodbye, and a few people hurriedly left.

Seeing that Wensu's expression softened slightly, a guard dressed as a leader dared to come forward.

"Master Wen, that..."

As soon as he said something, the furious Wensu grabbed his neck.

"Who let him in! Why didn't he notify him when he came! Are you looking for death?!"

Wen Su didn't let go until the leader was about to be strangled to death. The leader coughed violently but did not dare to show his dissatisfaction. After a moment of breathing, he stuttered and said: "Little... I don't know, little... cough Hey, I’ll go check it out right now, and I’ll bring someone over to apologize to you later!”

"Why are you apologizing! After I found it, I dug out my eyes and threw them all into the Sanpo soup! He has eyes but doesn't know how to use them. Are you leaving him alive to continue to eat?!"

Wen Su was always serious, but he rarely got so angry. The leader was shocked and hurriedly asked someone to deal with it.

After sending the people, he hesitated and asked: "Master Wen, who is that person? How dare you act wildly in Zhenxi Prince's Mansion, and be so rude to you, sir?"

"You don't even know?!"

Turning his head suddenly, Wensu stared at the leader fiercely until he was sweating profusely and lowered his head.

After a long while, Wen Su's expression eased and he sighed deeply.

"Yes, his appearance has changed a little, and he has done some concealment today. He is a little different from the painting sent by the prince. People who are not familiar with him can't really tell him at a glance."

"But this is not a reason for you to neglect your duties!"

The two sentences made the leader's heart fluctuate and almost exploded. He didn't dare to raise his hand or speak, and could only lower his head even lower.

After taking out a blank jade slip and carving it for a while, Wen Su threw the jade slip to the leader.

"Copy it and distribute it immediately, and notify everyone to cheer up, our eldest prince, the grandson of Mu Fangli, the old patriarch of the Mu family, Li Chuyi, is here!"

"Big...Big Prince!!!"

The leader finally understood why Wen Su was so angry, and now even he felt that those blind guards should be killed.

Let alone the grudge between the King of Zhenxi and Li Chuyi, just based on his status as the eldest prince appointed by the emperor, the reception today would make the King of Zhenxi guilty of neglecting the royal family.

Not daring to delay, the leader hurriedly took his leave.

Wen Su stood there for a moment, then slapped his forehead and turned around and left quickly.

He almost forgot about the business because of Li Chuyi's commotion.

Li Chuyi is here, and he must let the King of Zhenxi know about this!

Deep in the palace, the King of Zhenxi Yuwen Taihao was in a closed room with a strange man.

The reason why he was called a strange man was because this person was really too weird. His bald head was shining, with Buddhist beads around his neck and a cassock hanging on his body. He was actually an extremely rare monk in the human world.

It's not that there are no monks in the human world, but there are too few, so few that no one has seen them a few times in the past ten thousand years. Moreover, because the inheritance was cut off, the cultivation of each monk was extremely low. According to records, those who could cultivate to the level of the foundation-building period of Taoist monks were considered masters, and the rest were basically in the same class as the small cultivators of the Qi Refining period, and their status was almost the same as that of the Jianghu Taoists who walked the streets.

But the monk in front of him was different. His forehead was full of internal energy, and he could not feel the fluctuation of mana, but the sense of pressure on his body was no less than any ascended. His eyes were bright and his tone full of unique rhythm was even more penetrating, which made people feel convinced.

When he sat there, the monk gave people the feeling of a Taoist monk, but the evil nature in his eyes from time to time destroyed his kind appearance, making people feel that he had an indescribable sense of weirdness.

The scars on his head were even more bizarre. Monks often put scars on their heads to show their piety, but the scars on this monk's head were not incense scars, but flesh buns like the real Buddha, but not as big as real flesh buns, but small bumps the size of incense scars, which looked like small tumors.

In addition, the number of scars on a monk's head ranged from one to twelve, but not more than twelve at most, but this man had thirteen scars on his head. Twelve of the scars were normal, three horizontally and four vertically arranged neatly, but the last one suddenly appeared and was located just above the forehead, echoing the red dot at the center of the eyebrows. At first glance, it looked like a "A" character with too many strokes.

Ordinary people might not feel anything when they saw it, but if someone who was familiar with Buddhism and Taoism saw it, they would definitely feel extremely awkward and think that this person was extremely rebellious.

The King of Zhenxi was obviously not among them. He sat opposite the monk without any strange expression, but the conversation was not very pleasant.

"The emperor is about to run out of time, he asked me to tell you to speed up the progress." The monk said gently, twisting the Buddhist beads.

Yuwen Taihao was a little irritated, and after a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice: "I will try my best."

"Not try my best, I must."

The monk's tone was already gentle, but the warning in his words was extremely strong.

Seeing Yuwen Taihao frowning and looking at him with dissatisfaction, the monk smiled slightly and didn't care. He took a sip of the fragrant tea, slowly put it down, and then continued to speak slowly.

"Don't worry about the emperor, I will handle it. All you have to do is make up your mind and give it a push, that's all."

"That's all?!"

Yuwen Taihao smiled coldly.

"That's a life!"

"And it's the life you cherish most."

The monk slowly connected, and seeing Yuwen Tianhao's angry face, he smiled slightly.

"But compared to the throne of Dayan, that's nothing, isn't it?"

"I'm not my brother!" Yuwen Taihao said angrily.

The monk nodded: "It's because you're not that His Majesty chose you."

His anger faded, and Yuwen Taihao smiled bitterly: "I really hope he didn't choose me."

"If that were the case, you would have died long ago."

The monk said indifferently: "Do you really think it's so easy to cut off your own life? His Majesty paid a big price, and those idiots of the Mu family are just some embellishments, almost useless. If it weren't for His Majesty, you should have died at the beginning, and your body and soul would be destroyed and you would not be able to enter the reincarnation. His Majesty has done you a favor, and now it's time for you to repay the favor. Or should it be revenge?"

"Is there no way to have both?" Yuwen Taihao asked painfully.

"You can't have your cake and eat it too, you know."

"I don't believe it!" Yuwen Taihao said slowly.

The Buddhist beads in his hand suddenly paused, and a cold light flashed in the monk's eyes, and then it was covered by a gentle color.

"Yuwen Taihao, Your Majesty sent me here to help you. You know my abilities, so don't try to test me. If I don't like you, Your Majesty will be very unhappy."

With a cold snort, Yuwen Taihao said in a serious tone: "I..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Yuwen Taihao angrily slammed the table and shouted: "Who!!!"

"Your Majesty, it's me, Wen Su."

Hearing Wen Su's anxious voice, Yuwen Taihao suppressed his anger.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty, Li Chuyi is here and is now in the palace."

With a big shock in his heart, Yuwen Taihao suddenly looked at the monk, and the monk smiled back after a slight start.

"Look, this is fate."

A gentle voice, a gentle smile, but in Yuwen Taihao's eyes, all this is so chilling.