The treacherous minister under the skirt (taking by force) ( Mtl

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When the little Taoist priest shouted this, Shen Ni's tears were also scared away.

"I'll go outside and lure him away."

She hurriedly put the document back into the box, wiped the tears on her face, and waited until Abbot Chen took the box and hid on the bookshelf before opening the door and going out.

Just as she had promised, she had just stepped out of the Sutra Pavilion, and Shen Zhaodu happened to pass through the Moon Cave Gate. He looked fierce, even if he was wearing an elegant blue suit, he was not at all leisurely. He was as gloomy as a stormy day.

"Why are your eyes red?"

When he walked up to Shen Ni, his face immediately softened a bit. He wanted to raise his hand to touch her, but she avoided him and failed.

"What are you doing here?" Shen Ni was afraid that he would ask questions, so she turned back to the guest. "It was rare for me to find the scriptures I wanted to read, but you made me lose all interest."

"What kind of scriptures can make people shed tears?" Suddenly thought of something, Shen Zhaodu pulled her wrist with a straight face, "I think you are just reciting the "Rebirth Mantra" and "Ksitigarbha Sutra" to that foolish king!"

Shen Zhaodu was never serious when he was angry. Shen Ni wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible, so she deliberately hissed and immediately loosened most of her grip on her wrist.

She took advantage of the situation and withdrew her hand, rubbed the red skin and stabbed him: "This is a Taoist temple. If you want to recite it, you must also recite the Sutra of Rescue from the Suffering." The governor couldn't tell the difference. Could it be that the study in the Hou Mansion was just A decoration?"

After being promoted to General Zhenbei by Xiao Ling, the news spread like wildfire that Shen Zhaodu was once a beggar. All civil and military officials would scorn him as bad luck when they saw him. Even the people ridiculed him for being illiterate. A nursery rhyme that relies on flattery to get to the top.

After hearing this, Shen Zhaodu's face indeed darkened, but he soon regained his smile and stepped forward to hold her hand: "If your Majesty is curious about whether the study is furnished, please follow me back to the Marquis' Mansion to have a look."

The matter of the document had not been explained clearly to the abbot, and she did not know when she would be able to go out alone. Shen Ni quickly moved back to avoid the hand he offered.

His hand failed again, but Shen Zhaodu did not take it back. He stopped deadlocked in mid-air and said sadly: "Shen Ni, my patience has its limit."

So what if everyone in the world laughs at him? He has been despised and despised since he was born, but everyone who mocked him was either killed by him or trampled under his feet, begging for mercy.

But he couldn't bear to hear Shen Ni's sarcastic remarks about him, and avoided him like a snake or a scorpion.

He rushed forward and locked Shen Ni in his arms arrogantly: "Do you think you can still escape from me? I tell you this is impossible!"

Shen Ni was forced against the beam and pushed his shoulders away to resist: "Shen Zhaodu, why are you crazy? This is a Taoist temple!"

The buttons of his clothes landed crisply on the stone steps, clicked twice, and disappeared between the stone slabs.

Shen Zhaodu was buried on the side of her neck like a mountain. No matter how hard Shen Ni pushed, it was in vain. It also aroused him to become more and more rough. His hands reached under the hem of her clothes and rubbed the softness of her chest through her bellyband.

"So what about the Taoist temple?" He pressed against Shen Ni, inserting his hard and hot penis between her legs without concealment, "Have you forgotten how painful it was for you to shout in the Sanqing Palace?"

Shen Ni was softened by him, and she still had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. She was about to open her mouth to bite him, but Abbot Chen, who was supposed to be trapped in the Sutra Pavilion, appeared behind the moon cave door.

"Have you found the scripture you wanted, madam?"

Shen Zhaodu looked back when he heard the sound. Abbot Chen lowered his head and only saw the gray bun on his head.

Shen Ni quickly pushed away Shen Zhaodu who was holding her down, raised his open collar and replied, "There is still one book I haven't found yet. Please trouble me, abbot, to accompany me in the search."

"Ma'am, please speak."

Shen Ni was about to compile a few book titles when he saw Shen Zhaodu looking at him with eager eyes and deliberately responded to him by saying, "The Supreme Lord Saves the Suffering Book."

"no!"

"Master Hou!"

As soon as Shen Zhaodu was aroused, the guards of the Hou Mansion hurriedly walked into the small courtyard and knelt down on one knee: "Master Hou, when we moved the wife's things out of the dormitory, the girl named Yixiang threatened us with her life and did not allow us to move. Madam’s stuff.”

Yixiang was the maid assigned to Shen Ni by Xiao Ling. She had been a concubine for ten years, and everyone around her was like running water. Only Yixiang stayed with her for ten years and was loyal.

During the six months after leaving the palace, the two lived dependent on each other. Their relationship was not that of sisters, but more than sisters.

Although Shen Zhaodu was crazy, he still had a ruler in his heart when facing Shen Ni, knowing what to measure and what not to do.

He glanced to the side, and Shen Ni stared at him coldly.

Having seen this man's disgraced look, Shen Ni also knew that he was not completely indestructible, and threatened in a deep voice: "Shen Zhaodu, if my people are harmed in the slightest, I will kill you even if we both die together."

"A bunch of trash." He raised his leg to kick the guard. When he saw that the guard had no intention of dodge, he pulled back and walked out. "Stand here, I'll go take a look."

As soon as Shen Zhaodu left, Shen Ni turned around and was about to enter the Sutra Pavilion. The guard wanted to stop him, but she shouted loudly: "Your master asked you to guard here, do you still want me to guard it with you?"

Of course the guards didn't dare. Shen Zhaodu's order to them was not to allow Shen Ni to escape, but not to restrict her freedom. She could only step back and give way.

Shen Zhaodu will come back at any time, and after confirming that the guards are not approaching, Abbot Chen bolts the door and immediately speaks: "Pindao will lead all his disciples down the mountain to Zhaozhou to protect the Shen family in the near future. When the time is right, he will rescue his wife from the Marquis Mansion."

The Shen family was being watched by Xiao Luan, and there were shackles on her neck that were put on by Shen Zhaodu himself. It was not easy to leave.

But thinking of the thick stack of documents, the image of Xiao Ling bowing her head and writing under the candlelight appeared in front of her again.

On those nights that she didn't know about, he carefully hid it from her, planned a way out for her, and opened up opportunities for her.

How could she bear to let all these forbearing and affectionate preparations go to waste?

"If the abbot needs me, please feel free to tell me."

"Your Majesty's words are serious." Abbot Chen quickly helped her, who wanted to salute, "Your Majesty had a life-saving grace for Pindao. Now that Your Majesty has passed away, he has entrusted your Majesty to Pindao. How can Pindao receive such a gift from your Majesty?"

He pulled out a copy of "The Sutra of the Great Savior" from the bookshelf and handed it to Shen Ni with both hands. She reached out to take it, but she felt a cloth bag hidden at the bottom of the book.

"This is?"

"Guixi Wan." Abbot Chen lowered his voice and explained, "This is a last resort. If you are not desperate, Madam will just pretend you have never seen it."

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