Dressed elegantly in a white dress, her phoenix eyes are bright with mist in her mouth, her eyes are raised at the end, soft and charming, her little face is snow-white, and her red lips are lightly biting. She is really a pretty and beautiful girl.

If she were to be seen by the princes and princes of the capital at this time, who could resist her beauty?

Vixen!

All the noble ladies were jealous and afraid.

Especially the woman in the green dress. She is An Ling, the legitimate daughter of the Minister of War. The person Wuchen rescued earlier was the family of An Bing, the Minister of War, who was about to take up his post in the capital.

That day, An Ling saw Zhen Shan, who had accidentally dropped her monk's hat. She was so beautiful in her monk's robe that it made her heart palpitate. Now that she had resumed her female attire, she looked as if she had descended from heaven.

An Ling fell in love with Wuchen at first sight, but there was nothing obvious about how special he was to the woman in front of her.

With this woman, how could Wuchen see her?

No, she will never allow this foxy girl to stay by Wuchen's side again!

The way An Ling looked at Zhen Shan was as if she had stolen her husband.

"Ah, Miss Zhen Er, everyone said that you are not in good health. You came to the National Temple to recuperate. I wonder how your health is now?"

Zhen Shan pursed her lips, her voice soft and timid, "It's okay, ladies, what can I do?"

"Miss Zhen Er, don't be polite. We are all sisters. We will naturally care about you when you encounter someone."

One mouthful for Miss Zhen Er, are they still sisters? Made of plastic?

The woman in pink skirt who first called out Zhen Shan's identity took a few steps forward and grabbed her hand fiercely. It looked like she was being intimate, but in fact her hand was so strong that her wrists were probably bruised now.

Zhen Shan's heart was calm, and he was well aware of the methods of these women, but his face became whiter and whiter, with tears in his eyes, and he did not dare to resist, just like a doormat.

"Miss Zhen Er, what's wrong with you? Could it be that you look down on us?"

"Yes, you see, we didn't say anything, and she started crying, making it seem like we were bullying her."

"Isn't that right? The Queen empress is the mother of the world, why is her sister..."

"A dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix. Who is the queen's biological mother? Who is her biological mother? How can they be compared?"

"It's just that she's so petty..."

An Ling stood aside indifferently, watching those women ridicule and humiliate Zhen Shan, but she couldn't even resist. Looking at Bai Lian's weak look, it just disgusted her to the core.

Is it just her? Still wants to be worthy of Wuchen?

wishful thinking!

"What are you doing?"

Que'er just went out for a while, but when he came back, he saw a group of women bullying his young lady.

Seeing Zhen Shan's face as white as snow, weak and pitiful being pushed around by the women, the bird's eyes were filled with fire.

She pushed aside the women, stood in front of Zhen Shan, and looked at them angrily.

"How dare you, a little maid, dare to be rude to me? Someone, please teach this bitch a lesson and discipline her for Miss Zhen Er!"

"Go away, you are not allowed to touch the birds!"

Zhen Shan, who had always been the recipient of criticism, saw that the bullying maids were about to step forward to beat them up, so he couldn't help but push them forward.

Those noble ladies smiled sarcastically, feeling more and more that Zhen Shan was not worthy of the spotlight.

The woman in pink clothes grabbed Zhen Shan's hand and said, "Miss Zhen Er, we are doing this for your own good. A slave bullies his master, do you understand? Ah?"

As she said that, the woman pushed the person away.

Zhen Shan lost his footing and fell straight into the flowers beside him.

If he fell down, his face would definitely be bruised by flowers.

It's self-evident how vicious this woman's intentions are.

However, those noble ladies, including An Ling, were filled with gloating, wishing that Zhen Shan's face would be completely disfigured.

"ah!"

"Miss!"

The gray figure passed by, caught Zhen Shan, and held her in his arms.

"Wu Xin, how are you?"

Wuchen's brows furrowed slightly, and his usually indifferent expression was tainted with a hint of nervousness.

The quiet and warm embrace seemed to make Zhen Shan find a backbone. She grabbed his monk's robe and breathed rapidly. His little face was so white that it made people pity him.

"Nothing, no dust..."

A teardrop slipped from the corner of her eye, whether it was because she was frightened or because of his appearance.

Every time he was in danger, he would appear in front of her. How could he make her not have feelings for him?

Zhen Shan's phoenix eyes looked at him affectionately, full of attachment and admiration.

Wuchen's breath tightened, and he looked a little embarrassed, but he couldn't open his eyes.

"Master Wuchen!"

Fortunately, both of them had their backs to others. Except for An Ling, the others didn't think much about it for the time being. They just thought that Wuchen happened to pass by.

Those noble ladies were a little uneasy. Although Wuchen was young, he was a highly respected Buddhist disciple in the Liang Kingdom. Many dignitaries liked to come to listen to his lectures. Even the Queen Mother respected him very much.

If today's incident were to spread, not only would the Queen and the Zhen Mansion seek an explanation from them because of their reputation, but their reputations would also be damaged.

Which dignitary in the capital doesn't love his reputation? Especially women!

Hearing the voices of those women, Zhen Shan seemed to realize that there were others there, and quickly withdrew from his arms.

She wasn't worried about herself, but she didn't want to ruin his reputation.

When his arms were empty, his heart also felt empty. Wuchen's fingertips trembled slightly and he slowly took back his hand.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Queer got rid of those who were holding her, quickly supported Zhou Ning, and asked nervously.

Zhen Shan looked at Wuchen and shook his head, "It's okay."

How could it be okay?

The lady was almost disfigured just now!

Que'er looked at those noble ladies angrily, but sadly found that there was nothing he could do?

Who should I turn to for justice?

Who would care about Miss, the second daughter of a minister who was abandoned in the temple?

In the end, it will only make the lady's already difficult life even more difficult.

"Qie'er, help me back to my room."

Zhen Shan lowered his eyes, his face was white, and he said tiredly.

"Yes." Que'er answered while holding back tears.

When Wuchen saw her figure that seemed to be gone in the wind at any moment, he frowned and clenched the hand wrapped around the prayer beads.

Enlighten your mind!

…

"Qier, why is it so noisy outside?"

After getting up from his lunch break, Zhen Shan leaned lazily on the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyebrows, his eyes a little cold.

The empress does not like others to disturb her sweet dreams.

Que'er walked in with a bowl of sweet soup and said with some disdain: "It was the families of those noble ladies who sent gifts to apologize to the lady in the morning."

Zhen Shan raised her eyebrows slightly, remembering what happened in the morning, her eyes were soft and smiling.

The empress likes to play with these jealous stupid women the most.

The more jealous and unwilling they are, the uglier they will become, which will only make her more beautiful and incomparable.

Moreover, playing with your empress comes with a price.

Don't worry, there's more to do later!

"In the morning, if Master Wuchen hadn't arrived, you would have...hehe, it would be better for them to give you something, just like sending a beggar away."
Chapter completed!