Chapter 484, Lotus Eucharist

Liu Ye suppressed his aunt's smile and said, "It's getting late, sister and brother-in-law, it's time for us to go back!"

Xia Siheng then saw that Xia Zhao's family was still there.

But he was not embarrassed, but hugged his wife tighter.

He turned to Zimu and said, "Zimu, go see your uncle and aunt off!"

Zimu smiled and said, "Yes, father."

Then he bowed to Liu Ye's family and sent them out.

Liu Wan blushed to her ears and reached out to touch Xia Siheng's forehead, "I remember that my husband was very shy before, even more blushing than me."

How could he be so shameless now?

When she came back today, she felt that the grand jewelry on her head was too heavy, so she took it off early, and she didn't even wear the pierced sword given by her daughter.

Otherwise, how could he be so shameless in front of so many people!

"The first time is new, the second time is familiar."

Xia Siheng smiled, squatted down, picked up the person horizontally, and walked out of the flower hall to the main house.

"What are you doing?" Liu Wan buried her face in his arms. She was not ashamed with so many servants watching.

Xia Siheng smiled: "It's getting dark. I'll take the princess back to rest."

As soon as the two entered the house, he kicked the door shut.

The candlelight flickered faintly.

The servants outside the house covered their mouths and laughed.

This night.

Shen Chuanlian had not slept yet, and he used the candlelight.

He carefully hid the jade pendant with lotus brocade in his arms and said to Gu Ming, "Tell me, how can there be such a coincidence in the world?"

Gu Ming knew that he was talking about this brocade.

He said to Shen Chuanlian, "Master, there is something I don't know whether I should tell you."

When he was put into the gourd, he exuded a strong evil spirit, but Liu Wan had kept the gourd for several days and was not affected by his evil spirit. Moreover, his evil spirit could not get close to the children Liu Wan had touched.

At that time, he had some doubts in his heart.

Now, seeing Liu Wan playing the Lotus Flower Chain so skillfully, he was more certain of his guess.

He told Shen Chuanlian everything.

After listening to it, Shen Chuanlian always felt that it was a little unreal.

"Pah!"

The big tears fell on the jade pendant. He cried with joy, grabbed Gu Ming and said, "That's right, she is the Lotus Saint Body!"

The Xuanmen Patriarch fought with him for three months, and the two talked a lot during this period.

He was destined to be a demon god from birth. Ordinary women simply could not give birth to such an innate evil body as his. He would die.

The woman who could give birth to him safely must be the only Lotus Saint Body in the world.

The Lotus Saint Body has a common feature, that is, they look extraordinary, like fairies, and are born with the ability to weave shapeless things into lotuses.

His mother in his previous life was a Lotus Saint Body. She was born with the ability to weave lotus lace. Even the baskets she wove could be woven into the shape of lotuses. The flowers embroidered on the fabric were not as lifelike as the embroidered lotuses.

Liu Wan is the same now... Xia

Wanwan, the child born by Liu Wan, also has strong spiritual power. If she were an ordinary pregnant woman, she would have died long ago!

That's right!

He had no intention of caring about Xia Wanwan's identity, and only thought about Liu Wan.

Liu Wan was the mother who gave birth to him a thousand years ago.

In the past thousand years, the Lotus Holy Body had reincarnated more than ten times, experienced more than ten lives and deaths, and finally reunited with him in this life.

Shen Chuanlian felt how lucky he was. He escaped from the tower, reshaped his body, collapsed, and finally became a child, but encountered the reincarnation of his mother.

No wonder, no wonder he couldn't help feeling close to her when he saw her, no wonder, he was not her child, but she was also particularly concerned about him, no wonder...

Shen Chuanlian cried so hard, his small body trembled while hugging himself.

Xia Wanwan, who was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping, put away the small shovel with an impatient look on her face, shook her head and walked away.

"It's boring. Why did you start crying while talking? I just heard the Lotus Eucharist. Yuanbao, what is the Lotus Eucharist?"

she asked Yuanbao.

Yuanbao also shook his head, "How about asking those people in the temples?"

Xia Wanwan nodded.

She decided to find an opportunity to ask the ancestor how she offended the demon god.

The next day.

In the embassy.

King Donglin met Duke Yan who was wrongly imprisoned and released.

Duke Yan's face was gloomy. "My father died to protect the royal family. When it came to me, the emperor didn't even give me a chance to defend myself. He dismissed me and put me in jail. He really doted on Princess Ximing. For a child, he could even execute his own old ministers!"

"Then did you kidnap the little princess to Phoenix Mountain?" Lord Donglin sat in the main seat, playing with the ring in his hand.

"If I really kidnapped her, could I still get out? The Dali Temple has cleared my name, but the emperor didn't restore my position. The reputation of our Yan family is completely ruined!"

The hatred in Duke Yan's eyes didn't seem fake. He clenched his fists so hard that veins popped out.

"Don't worry, you have worked for me for many years. Recently, Ci Mang has sent a lot of news that you have performed well. No matter what happens, I will not treat you unfairly."

The Lord of Donglin stood up, patted Duke Yan's shoulder solemnly, and continued, "It's time to use the thousands of death warriors I have raised in Daxia." If he

doesn't use the death warriors to make a fuss in Daxia, what is he doing here?

"What do you want to do?" Duke Yan asked cautiously with a cold face.

The Lord of Donglin curled his lips and smiled, "You will know when the time comes."

He was still on guard against Duke Yan.

Duke Yan left with interest, and before leaving, he left another sentence, "I will do my best to help you achieve great things. Don't forget to set my daughter free. This is my only bloodline. She is more important than my life. You have loved someone before, you should understand."

These words dealt a heavy blow to King Donglin.

King Donglin only knew that Duke Yan loved his wife very much, and the daughter left by his wife was more important than his life!

Yes, how could he not understand that if Wushuang could give birth to a child belonging to the two of them, then he would also dote on that child endlessly, even to the point of sacrificing his life.

It seemed that everything Duke Yan was willing to do to help him was traceable.

It was all for his daughter!

King Donglin laughed at himself and said to his own national teacher, "As long as his daughter is still in our hands, we don't have to be on guard against him!"

"King, then should we send our plan to him?" asked the national teacher.

They planned to set up a platform in the capital to offer sacrifices to the heavens in three days, and ask Qilin to recognize its master. The Emperor of Daxia also agreed. At that time, the people of the whole city would watch Qilin recognize its master, and the people of Daxia would kneel down to worship the King and the little prince of Donglin.

After Qilin recognized the little prince of Concubine Jing Gui as its master, they planned to send some of the death warriors out.

"Just find someone to casually dictate the general idea, no need to be too detailed, let Duke Yan take Feng Yuling to Fenghuang Mountain now, and before the death warriors are dispatched, give them a boost of internal strength, so that they can be foolproof!"

King Donglin raised his hand and ordered.

"Yes." The national teacher went down.

The palace servant outside the door came to report, "My Lord, the gifts and carriages are ready."

"Well, let's go to the Ninth Prince's Palace!" The Lord of Donglin was inexplicably happy. He was very excited when he thought that he would meet the person who looked like Wushuang in a while. ＷＷw.lΙnＧㄚùＴχτ.nétHe

sometimes wondered, how could there be someone in the world who looked so similar? Wushuang had been dead for twenty years. Could that person be his reincarnation?

Thinking of this, he became more and more impatient.

He would get him by any means and bring him back to the Donglin Palace to enjoy all his love!