Fakong nodded and said nothing.

Fakong came to his room and took a look. The layout inside was almost the same, and even the bed was just the same.

When he came here, he was no different from staying in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple.

The two left the abbot's courtyard and walked out slowly. They stopped at the lotus pond and sighed. Chu Ling shook his head and said, "That woman is about to enter the palace."

Fakong knew that she was referring to Leng Feiqiong.

"Once she enters the palace, I'm afraid..." Chu Ling shook her head gently: "I gradually understand why my mother wanted to build this Yuanming Temple."

Of course, I understand Fa Kong.

Chu Ling looked at him.

Fakong said: "Once Leng Feiqiong enters the palace, he will quickly control the entire harem, and the queen will have no place to live?"

Chu Ling nodded slightly and then sneered.

Fakong waved his hand and interrupted her: "Be careful!"

Chu Ling snorted and closed her mouth.

She really wanted to mutter, complaining that her father was too ruthless and that she would forget the old one when she had a new one.

Leng Feiqiong was proud, but her mother was frustrated.

My father only thought that Leng Feiqiong had lived alone in the Tianhai Sword Sect over the years and could not stay with his father, but he could not think of his mother's relationship with him over the years.

It’s too unfair to see the newcomer laughing but not the old one crying.

The more angry and angry she was, the more she wanted Fakong to become the abbot of Yuanming Temple. Her mother admired Fakong and had him as the abbot, so her mother would feel more comfort and joy.

It’s also good to be more happy.

"The love and love in the world are like passing clouds. They are originally the result of the dispersion of fate and impermanence. If you have to force yourself to keep it, you are seeking troubles."

"It's easy to say." Chu Ling snorted.

Fakong nodded: "So less love, less worries and more happiness."

"You should keep this for your mother." Chu Ling said.

She then said, "I heard that the third brother actually married a concubine in Dayong? Or Dayong's woman."

Fakong nodded.

Chu Ling sneered.

Fakong shook his head, Chu Ling was greatly stimulated recently.

Chu Ling snorted: "So I said that men are fond of the new and old, and they like each other, which is really unreliable."

Fa Yi turned around and started talking about the topic. He didn't talk about this. He was about to speak, but suddenly turned around and looked over.

Chu Ling looked at him for no reason.

Fakong shook his head and said, "The emperor is here, come and welcome him."

"Father?" Chu Ling said unexpectedly: "How could Father come here?"

When the two arrived at the gate, they found Chu Xiong alone came to Yuanming Temple accompanied by two eunuchs.

Dharma Kong goes up to the front and combines a tithe ceremony.

Chu Ling also politely.

Chu Xiong waved his hand and kept walking forward.

When he came to a small pavilion on the lotus pond, he sat down, and Chu Xiong said, "Fakong, sit down."

Fakong carefully sensed the gap between him and Chu Xiong, and sat on the stone table opposite him with another tribute.

Chu Ling said curiously: "Father, why are you here?"

"It just happened to be a problem for Fakong." Chu Xiong said.

A middle-aged man came to serve tea.
Chapter completed!