Your Majesty, don't look back. I am Your Majesty.

Emperor Xia looked at him carefully and said.

"This thing is called a shadow stone, and it can record some real-life scenes."

As Concubine Wan Guifei spoke, she asked her subordinate, Old Nanny Chunhua, to hand the shadow stone to the emperor, and then said coldly:

"I want to report that Concubine Li is having an affair with the lunatic General Yu and is defiling the harem!"

The Imperial Concubine said it in one word.

All three were shocked.

Emperor Xia's face turned green!

128 Queen Mingyue returns to the capital! Queen Mother and Princess, don’t look back…

Jintan Temple in the northern suburbs of the imperial capital.

The Zen temple is deserted and quiet, with autumn leaves scattered all over the ground. From time to time, the sound of Buddhist scriptures can be heard, which is vast and sacred.

In a secluded side hall in the backyard, a thin young figure wearing a brown cassock was sitting cross-legged on a cushion.

"Master Kongjian, I am here to fulfill my vow."

A woman wearing a dark grey Taoist robe and a black bamboo hat, whose face could not be seen clearly, stopped outside the door.

"Has the donor's wish come true?"

The young monk stood still and slowly opened his clear and bright eyes.

When I saw that he had a handsome face, his facial features were as clear as if they were cut by a knife, and there was a cinnabar between his eyebrows, shining like the eyes of a god.

"We're still missing one more Su Wanjiu."

The woman said calmly, "Zi Mei failed. She was defeated by that young eunuch from the West Factory who suddenly appeared and became very popular."

"Since the wish has not been fulfilled, why should I ask for a return?"

The young monk closed his eyes again, with no trace of sadness or joy on his face.

"Because I saw with my own eyes under His Majesty the God of War, my beloved daughter broke through the shackles and found her own sword path. This joy is no less than the revenge for Ah Xiu." said the woman.

"Amitabha. Donor, have you not let go of everything in this world?"

The young monk sighed.

The woman was slightly startled. She raised her pretty snow-white face under the shadow of the bamboo hat and looked directly at the young monk in front of her with her pair of clear and sharp eyes.

"I can abandon my identity as the empress of Great Xia, the shackles of my master's Feixian Island, and all the slander and suspicion of the world, but I can't let go of the fact that I am a mother."

"And this identity is also the reason why I broke with the emperor, secretly kept the imperial seal, and fled the palace."

When talking about the past, the woman pursed her red lips and a hint of sadness appeared in her eyes.

"Amitabha."

The young monk chanted the Buddha's name and sighed, "The Buddha said that separation and reunion are cycles, and sorrow and joy attack each other. All living beings should be free and indifferent to accept all the ups and downs, and learn to let go of obsessions as soon as possible. Only in this way can we overcome the sea of ​​suffering and achieve the right result."

"What a pity! I, Shen Mingyue, am just an ordinary woman, not a Buddha."

The woman said coldly, taking off her bamboo hat, revealing a beautiful face with a mature charm, "Master, you keep telling me to let go of my obsession. May I ask if you have let go of your obsession?"

Hearing this, the young monk was shocked and his pair of clear and handsome eyes opened again.

"I am a stupid monk and don't understand what you are saying."

The monk closed his eyes again, as if he had entered into meditation again.

"Well, since the master is pretending to be confused, I will just speak frankly."

Shen Mingyue said: "The Empress Dowager escorted me out of the Imperial City. After she left, I was killed by the masters of the Imperial Clan Affairs Bureau sent by the Emperor. If it weren't for you, Master, Mingyue would have been a dead body in the tomb by now."

"May I ask why the master saved me?"

"My Buddha is very compassionate. You have suffered unjustly, and I, a poor monk, have come to your rescue. This is a kind of fate. Why do you have to be obsessed with this matter?" said the young monk calmly.

"No, Master, you are not an ordinary person."

Shen Mingyue said with a gleaming look in her eyes: "I met you when I was a 15-year-old girl. At that time, you were already this handsome young man. Now, more than 20 years have passed, and I am already a middle-aged woman with four children, but you still look the same as you did back then."

"What exactly does the donor want to say?"

The young monk asked calmly.

Shen Mingyue said: "I have met two people in my life who are as immortal as you. One is the Empress Dowager who lives in seclusion in Tallinn, and the other is my sworn sister, the former queen, Ah Xiu."

"What's more, I have seen the master's appearance in a painting made by Ah Xiu herself."

After hearing this, the young monk's expression changed slightly, but he did not respond.

"Master, you still don't admit it now?"

Shen Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "The reason you rescued me back then was because of Ah Xiu. No matter how many men in the world flock to her and show their affection to her, Master, you are the only one in Ah Xiu's heart."

"Even the previous emperor, Emperor Ming Jing, only got her body but never her heart."

"The donor probably recognized the wrong person."

The young monk shook his head and said, "I am just a humble novice monk in Jintan Temple."

"Oh? What kind of little novice monk could make the abbot Kongci, who is highly respected by the royal family and has profound Buddhist knowledge and martial arts skills, build a secluded meditation room for you in Jintan Temple and pay respects to you every day?"

"Have you fulfilled your wish, donor?" The young monk waved his hand, seemingly unwilling to continue the conversation.

"Just a little bit more." Shen Mingyue's beautiful eyes were cold and she said resolutely.

"What's the difference?" the young monk asked, and for the first time, there was a hint of emotion in his tone.

"The six people who murdered Sister Xiu are still missing a martial arts supervisor, the current emperor's uncle Su Wanjiu."

Shen Mingyue bit her lip.

“In addition, I will also let Sister Xiu return to the human world, expel that inhumane softie Su Wudao, and crown her as the empress. Finally, I will find the culprit hiding in the clan affairs and secretly stirring up trouble, and make him die and fall into reincarnation forever!”

"Donor, Donor."

The young monk smiled bitterly: "Your actions are not just a little bit. What you want to do is a rebellious act that will overturn the world and change the dynasty."

"Yes!"

Shen Mingyue's beautiful eyes were cold and solemn, "Master, do you think I can do it?"

"It can't be done."

The monk shook his head sadly: "Donor, you underestimate the foundation of a dynasty that has suppressed many martial arts families in the folk for thousands of years."

"You should know that 25 years ago, your husband, the current Emperor Yuantai, was able to successfully launch a palace coup to seize the throne because the previous emperor was incompetent and he happened to be a suitable descendant of the Su family in the eyes of those bigwigs, that's all."

"I dare to say something extremely blasphemous."

"If the one who ascended the throne back then was not Prince Rui, it would have been Prince Qing, Prince Fu, or Prince Lin. In short, it would definitely not be someone from another family."

"Therefore, let's not talk about whether Queen Xiu's body can be revived again. Even if she returns to the human world, she can't shake the rule of the Su royal family at all."

"Not to mention being an empress."

"Master, your analysis is quite good. I can see that you have studied it privately."

Shen Mingyue was not angry at all despite being poured cold water by the monk. A bright smile appeared on her lips. "Then I would like to ask you one more question. If the Second Princess who is far away in the southern border and has 100,000 innate divine phoenix troops under her command stood on my side, would this be possible?"

"This"

The young monk frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "It can be done, but probably only a little bit."

"very good."

Shen Mingyue smiled and said, "What if my niece, the Saintess Qi from Feixian Island, has found the real jade seal I left behind and has successfully gained the emperor's favor and trust, lurking by his side all the time?"

After hearing this, the young monk's eyes darkened, but this time, he did not reply.

The smile on Shen Mingyue's face became more charming and she continued, "If I tell Master again that when I left the palace, I taught Jianli a set of swordsmanship. This set of swordsmanship has only one move, which is specifically designed to restrain the Nine Yang Dragon Magic Skill practiced by Su Wudao. When necessary, it can be used to kill the fake dragon with one sword!" (ps: See Chapter 124, the conversation between Su Jianli and Xu Shaofeng for details)

"In this case, do you still think this is difficult to accomplish?"

"you"

Hearing this, the young monk, who had been sitting like an old monk the whole time, suddenly turned around!

He raised his pale and handsome face, looked at the Queen Mingyue who was recorded as having passed away in the history books, and said in a deep voice:

"Empress, do you want the Third Prince to kill the emperor and his father? Does she know your intention?"

"She doesn't know now."

When Shen Mingyue mentioned this, a solemn expression appeared on her bright and beautiful face: "But I believe that my daughter is a reasonable person. At the critical moment, she will stand by my side."

"Okay, Master, answer me now, can this be accomplished?"

She looked at the monk again with sharp eyes.

"Amitabha."

The young monk clasped his hands together, pondered for a long time, and said, "I will tell you the truth. If it were six years ago, the Queen's revenge plan might have a 60% chance of success, but now..."

"At most 40%."

"Ok?"

Shen Mingyue frowned, looking slightly displeased, and said in a cold voice: "I would like to ask the master, what happened in the past six years that could reduce my chances of winning by 20%?"

Without any hesitation, the young monk said calmly, "Because in the past six years, two anomalies have appeared in the palace, and even I cannot see through these two anomalies."

"Who?" Shen Mingyue asked in a deep voice.

The monk closed his eyes and answered, "After you left the palace, there was Concubine Wan who took over the harem from you, and the young West Factory Master who defeated your good sister, Saint Bai, whom you just mentioned."

"Humph."

Shen Mingyue said coldly: "Master, you are exaggerating too much. If you say that the Empress Dowager will become an obstacle to me, it is reasonable. But Concubine Wan and the young eunuch from the Western Factory are just girls who are still wet behind the ears and young boys who got lucky overnight. How can they control the overall situation?"

"Master, do you know who is behind me?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

The young monk sighed, "In seven days, His Majesty will hold a ceremony for Queen Xiu in Jintan Temple to redeem her soul and clear her name. If possible, I hope that the donor will consider Queen Xiu's face and not cause any trouble during this period."

"Humph, Su Wudao, that bastard, if he really wanted to clear the injustice for his sister-in-law, he wouldn't have suppressed her head in the underground palace of Jintan Temple!"