Chapter 102 The title was eaten by Wan Wan

"Wuwuwuwu, Daddy, are you okay?"

Wan Wan looked at the strange runes flowing on his body and the large pool of blood spit on the ground, and was so scared that she couldn't help crying.

[Why did the scum dad suddenly bleed so much? He is not going to die, is he?] [

Wow, daddy, don't die, although I always scold you behind your back, but if you really die, I will be really sad, wuwuwuwu]

"Ahem..."

The big tyrant was in pain all over because of the unauthorized ban. Hearing the little brat crying in his heart for him not to die, he almost laughed at her.

"I'm fine." The big tyrant sat on the ground, looking at the little brat in front of him with tears on her anxious face, and reached out to rub her little head.

This little brat always cursed her in his heart. He looked so heartless, but she didn't expect that she would cry like this when she saw him injured. It was worth it that he loved her.

"Your Majesty!"

A voice came from her ears. Wanwan sniffed and looked up, and saw the imperial master who hurried over.

The imperial master looked at the strange runes flowing on the man's body, frowned, and said coldly: "You shouldn't use the ban."

Wanwan: [Ban? What the hell? Is it related to these strange runes on my scumbag father's body? ]

The tyrant wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said: "If you had come earlier, I wouldn't have to do this."

"Uh..." Zong Ji rubbed his chin awkwardly. He happened to fall asleep when he received the letter from him, but he rushed over immediately after waking up.

Zong Ji walked to the Great Tyrant, held his wrist and gave him some spiritual power. After a long while, the runes on the Great Tyrant slowly disappeared.

Wan Wan stared at all this and asked, "Daddy, what on earth is this?"

[Why are there these strange runes?]

"Princess, this is a ban." Zong Ji saw the puzzled look on the little girl's face. His Majesty had told him about the difference of this little princess before, so he did not intend to hide it from her. He explained,

"When your Majesty was young, he was a hostage in Xichu and became a disciple of my master, Chang Yu Zhenren. Later, he left the master's sect because he was involved in the struggle for imperial power. All disciples who leave the master's sect are not allowed to use everything they have learned in the master's sect after entering the world. Those who violate the ban will be punished." After

hearing what the national teacher said, Wan Wan's face showed a look of shock.

[Oh my god, my scumbag dad was once a hostage. Oh, I remember. It seems that the article did mention it. Because my scumbag dad was the least favored prince, he was thrown to Western Chu by his bastard dad to be a hostage for seven years, and was separated from the Empress Dowager for seven years.]

[Although the article did not mention my scumbag dad's experience as a hostage in Western Chu, but being a hostage in a hostile country, you can tell with your toes that life must have been difficult.]

Wanwan couldn't imagine what kind of hard life her proud father had lived, and she couldn't help crying in her heart.

[Wuwuwu, I suddenly felt so guilty. Daddy had to enforce a ban to save me today, and I was still cursing him behind his back.]

[Wuwuwu, I will never curse your scumbag dad again. From today on, you are my favorite daddy.]

The big tyrant listened to the little milk ball's voice, wiped his eyes with his hand, and smiled.

I hope this girl's love can last a little longer this time, and she won't start cursing him again.

[But why is the name of this Changyu Zhenren so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere.]

The big tyrant narrowed his eyes. Does this little brat know that old man?

Wanwan thought about it, but she didn't expect the information about this Changyu Zhenren.

[My head is so sleepy, I can't think of anything. Forget it, I'll think about it another day.]

When the Imperial Master Zong Ji saw the people lying on the ground, he waved his sleeves lightly, and the evil spirit was dispersed. The people who fainted on the ground gradually woke up.

"Hiss--"

Xiao Moqing slowly opened his eyes and sat up from the ground. He didn't know why, but his whole body was in pain, as if it was falling apart.

The concubines on the side saw him and thought that he was possessed by the monster, so they took a few steps back in fear.

Xiao Moqing looked at the concubines staring at him with terrified eyes, and his face was confused. What happened?

Imperial Master: "The monster has been eliminated, please rest assured."

Seeing the Imperial Master, everyone felt like they saw a savior. The Imperial Master was here, and the monster must have been eliminated by the Imperial Master.

Monster?

When it comes to monsters, Xiao Moqing remembered that he was dragged into an illusion by the evil monk, and then he saw a particularly scary ghost face, and then he couldn't remember anything.

So what happened?

How did the monster die? Damn, why did he suddenly lose his memory? It's too much!

Xiao Moqing was thinking, and suddenly felt a chill on his back. He turned his head and saw a little kid looking at him with resentment.

[Second brother Gou, you'd better explain how you were possessed by that monster]

Possessed?

He was possessed by a monster!!!

Xiao Moqing was shocked. He was so powerful, how could he be possessed by that monster!

Sister, listen to my explanation. This was an accident. Wuwuwuwuwu…

The monster was killed by the scumbag father, and the real Daoyou who was possessed by the monster finally woke up.

Although such a big thing happened in the temple, the queen mother still felt that the Buddha must be blessing their family, so she decided to stay and worship the Buddha for twenty days.

When the concubines were asked about their wishes, their heads shook like rattles.

They didn't know what bad luck they had, and they could encounter ghosts everywhere.

Because the tyrant deliberately concealed the fact that he knew magic, the concubines thought that the monster was killed by the national teacher.

So they thought about it carefully and decided to return to the palace.

At least the Imperial Master was in the palace, and with his blessing, even if she was unlucky enough to encounter a ghost, it was better than encountering a man-eating monster.

As for Wanwan, thinking about worshipping Buddha and eating vegetarian food every day in the temple was simply her nightmare.

In the carriage, Wanwan was sleeping soundly on the plush blanket.

Concubine Yi sat there, looking at the man sitting opposite her, sleeping with his eyes closed, her eyes fell on his collar.

The runes disappeared.

Was it because he used magic that the runes appeared?

As she was thinking, the emperor opposite her suddenly moved and coughed lightly.

"Your Majesty."

The great tyrant opened his eyes and saw Concubine Yi's face close at hand. She was patting his chest with a worried look in her eyes.

"Do you want me to pour you some water - ah -"

Before she finished the last word "water", Concubine Yi's waist was tightened and she was pulled into the man's arms.

He pulled her to sit on his lap, and his big hands clasped her waist and rubbed her neck affectionately, "I'm not thirsty."

The familiar male breath was approaching, and she felt that the hand clasping her waist was a little inappropriate. Concubine Yi couldn't help biting her lip, stretched out her hand to push, found an excuse, and whispered: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, Wanwan is here."

"She's asleep, just kiss for a while."

The big tyrant glanced at the little milk ball who was sleeping soundly beside him, and kissed the lips of the woman in front of him.

Not only was his mouth restless, but his hands were also restless. Concubine Yi couldn't help shaking, her hands weakly clung to the man's shoulders, biting her red lips.

This bastard!

The man kissed her ear, and in a low and ambiguous tone, he called her the name he would only call her in bed: "Baby, you smell so good..."