Zhao Ruyun looked at Shen Qingwu in horror, her body trembling even more violently, "You, you..."
Shen Qingwu had stood up straight and was looking down at her.
At that moment, Zhao Ruyun suddenly thought of when she went to the Big Buddha Temple to burn incense, the eyes of the tall golden Buddha statue also looked down upon all living beings and had pity on all things.
"Miss, Madam has lost too much blood and is extremely frightened. We have done our best. The rest is up to fate." The doctor, who was already at his wit's end, bowed deeply to Shen Qingwu.
"Thank you for your hard work." Shen Qingwu raised his hand, and Shen Qingtang stepped forward and handed over the reward money in addition to the medical fee.
"The patient is not yet out of danger, so we'll have to trouble you two to stay here today until the situation stabilizes. Thank you for your patience." Shen Qingtang said politely, "You two can take turns going home to arrange matters at the pharmacy."
"Thank you, Miss Shen." The two men felt relieved. They could leave the Shen family and everyone in the neighborhood would know about it, so their lives would not be in danger.
Shen Qingwu sat on the edge of the bed, his hand on Zhao Qiuyi's wrist.
I saw what happened during the day through Zhao Qiuyi’s memory.
"Yun'er, it's becoming increasingly difficult to meet the prince nowadays. You must hurry up and get pregnant to have a chance." Zhao Ruyun was whispered to him after burning incense.
"The Crown Prince has already found someone to pretend to be you and go to listen to the Zen. I'm going to go to the backyard first to see if I can run into Master Wuyi. I heard that he recently returned to the capital. If I can run into Master Wuyi, I will definitely expose Shen Qingwu as a fake!"
"Thank you, aunt." Zhao Ruyun nodded happily, "I hope everything goes well for you, aunt."
The two of them acted separately.
Zhao Qiuyi tried to go to the place where the monks lived to inquire about the most powerful and hardest to find monk Wuyi.
Monk Wuyi is a legendary figure. People say that he has lived for hundreds of years, and some even say that he was there when Daxia was founded.
The legendary monk Wuyi's whereabouts are elusive, he can communicate with ghosts and gods, see the past and know the future, does not eat meat, but likes wine, and his behavior is entirely based on his preferences and fate.
So Zhao Qiuyi specially brought the Wangyue Tower fine wine that she had prepared in advance today, hoping to please the other party and get this chance.
Zhao Qiuyi asked several monks, but they all said they didn't know where Master Wuyi was.
She wandered around and came to a secluded backyard of a Zen temple. There was not even a single person walking around there, but an ambiguous creaking sound came from a room.
Zhao Qiuyi looked around and couldn't help but follow the sound out of curiosity.
"Ma'am, let's not watch it."
"What's the big deal? They dare to do such shameless things, and they are afraid of others knowing? I want to see which little slut is so immoral."
Zhao Qiuyi was very familiar with the voice coming from the half-open window. In this Buddhist place, there were people as unruly as the prince, and they didn't even leave a guard. They were really brave.
She complained in her heart and secretly looked inside.
On the bunk bed was a monk working hard in the fields. He worked so hard, but the woman didn't move.
Zhao Qiuyi was a little moved by what she saw. The monk was panting, but the woman didn't respond at all, like...
An unresponsive body.
When this thought came to mind, Zhao Qiuyi widened her eyes and quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth.
At this moment, the woman let out a broken voice as if to prove that she was not a corpse.
Only then did she realize that the woman must be unconscious.
"That's enough. If you do it too hard and leave marks, it will be troublesome."
As the monk's body twitched, he raised his hand to turn the woman over and was about to force his way forward when the voice of an old woman rang out in the room.
The monk scoffed in disappointment. "What a bummer! How is this any different from raping a corpse? There's no reaction at all."
"If there's any reaction, my reputation as the Fertility-Giving Guanyin of Lingyin Mountain will be destroyed." The woman stepped forward and pushed the naked monk away. She walked to the woman with a white jade stick, then picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on the unconscious woman one by one.
The woman looked to be in her early fifties, with half her hair gray.
Zhao Qiuyi was shocked when she heard this. The Guanyin of Lingyin Mountain? Everyone said that asking this woman for a child was particularly effective. So she was actually this effective?
Thinking about what she heard when she went out, how many noble ladies were praising this old woman, and how word of mouth spread, Zhao Qiuyi felt ironic and funny.
The officials in Kyoto City have green hats on their heads.
"They have already lost their virginity and given their bodies to me. If I use this as a threat, will they dare not come next time?" The monk sat next to them with a bold tone, speaking arrogantly.
"What if he hangs himself at home? Then neither you nor I can escape!" the old woman shouted, glancing at the man who was still naked and frowning, "Hurry up and get dressed and go back."
"But do you think it's possible that they already knew your tricks, but the men at home couldn't satisfy them, so they were willing to come here to find me?" The monk approached with a playful grin and touched the woman's plump chest hard.
The old woman slapped his hand and said, "Put on your clothes! If you don't want to work, get out! There will be others later, don't let yourself down then!"
The monk withdrew his hand awkwardly and bent down to pick up the clothes that had fallen on the ground. "Don't worry, they are all ruined, and I won't give up."
Zhao Qiuyi couldn't help but sigh that this monk was indeed very talented and much better than Shen Hao, the increasingly useless waste.
Shen Lan is also very talented and has been leading troops for many years, but unfortunately, she has never obtained it.
I heard that Shen Lan will be back soon.
After so many years, he shouldn't remember the woman whose body has long since rotted away, right?
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