Fast Transmute Female Supporting Role: Male Lead Strategy Manual

Shi Qing also sighed slightly: "Yes."

Bei Qiu asked again: "What's the matter with the little novice?"

"Your Majesty, this person committed suicide in prison." Shi Qing said.

Bei Qiu waved her hand, not too interested in this, and said: "Go and spread the word, I'm lonely."

After Shi Qing left, Bei Qiu came to Zhu Li's meditation room. At this time, there were heavy guards around the meditation room. The male slaves who liked Shi Qing were taking care of them. When they saw the Queen coming, they all knelt down and saluted.

Bei Qiu shook her head and let them do their own work, while she stood outside the window and looked at the handsome monk knocking the wooden fish inside, without saying a word for a long time.

She finally knew why Huang Beiqiu would stand outside and look at him for a long time. At this moment, she also didn't want to disturb Zhu Li anymore. She wanted to protect him thoroughly, not by keeping him in her arms, but by letting him Get out of this place.

The male slave noticed Bei Qiu, subconsciously looked over and wanted to kneel down, Bei Qiu let out a soft cry, and exited the window.

The male slave also left the room.

"Your Majesty." The male slave knelt on the ground and saluted.

"Well, how is he today?" Bei Qiu looked into the room and asked.

The male slave also took a look inside the room and said, "The holy monk is still the same."

"That's good." Bei Qiu nodded and turned to leave.

Zhu Li inside the house glanced outside the door, pursed her lips, and her eyes darkened. Now the meditation room is surrounded by her people, why is she unwilling to come in when she reaches the door, and instead looks at the window?

After the male slave entered the house, he was busy tidying up.

Seeing that the male slave had no intention of speaking, Zhu Li asked, "Was anyone outside the door just now?"

The male slave was taken aback, then shook his head evasively: "No, is the holy monk hungry or thirsty?"

Zhu Li couldn't say a word because of this unblocked sentence, shook his head, and continued to knock on the wooden fish to chant scriptures, and the male slave murmured in his ears, "Your Majesty is finally going to marry the emperor's husband, what a gratifying thing! Congratulations."

"Husband?" Zhu Li was surprised.

The male slave stood up and nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty is going to marry the son of Linguo as his husband. It can be said that the whole country celebrates it. I heard that the son of Linguo is very beautiful. His appearance is unforgettable."

Zhu Li's heart skipped a beat, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Well, you go out first."

The male slave saluted, walked out, and when he was about to close the door, he glanced at Zhuli inside. He was dissatisfied that this eminent monk ignored His Majesty's feelings so much.

His Majesty has done so many things, even if he is an outsider, the slaves can see that it is for the sake of the holy monk. He wants to protect the country and the holy monk at the same time, and at the same time cares about the feelings of the holy monk. The profound righteousness is so important, but the holy monk ignored it. If Qing treated him with the slightest bit of His Majesty, he would be grateful.

But after talking about it, it seems that this holy monk is not as inhuman as everyone said. To His Majesty, he is still different.

A smile flickered across the corner of his eyes, he wanted to tell Shi Qing the good news.

Zhu Li's voice of knocking on the wooden fish gradually accelerated, and there was a voice in his heart saying to him, Zhu Li, you are just a monk, and the queen must marry the emperor's husband, but it will definitely not be you. I swear in front of my face that I will always be with the green light in this life.

In less than a month, the prince entered the city.

Shi Jia was sitting on the horse, looking at the front with a solemn expression. It seemed that this journey had changed her a lot, and the things in those eyes were something she couldn't experience in the palace.

Among the mighty people and horses, there is a luxurious carriage in the middle, and a pretty woman slightly raised the curtain, looking up at the prosperity of the imperial capital.

There were bursts of exclamations in my ears: "Wow, it's so beautiful."

"I saw it, I saw it, this is Lin Guo Shizi? Oh my god, he is so beautiful, how can my husband compare with him!"

"You are too late, this is His Majesty's husband!"

"I'm afraid there is no one in this world who can be more beautiful than Shizi."

"I thought that the holy monk Zhuli had one of the best looks, but I didn't expect that the prince of Linguo is so good-looking!"

The prince blushed slightly, and quickly put down the curtain.

Upon hearing this, Shi Jia frowned slightly, and glanced at the women who were gossiping.

The woman immediately closed her mouth, smiled sarcastically, and kowtowed, not daring to raise her head.

The palace has already cast a layer of joy.

The prince entered the palace, all the civil and military personnel of the Manchu Dynasty entered the palace to congratulate, and even the Lord Protector returned to the capital to see who the prince of Linguo really was.

Bei Qiu specially went out of the palace to greet him, standing in front of the palace, frowning slightly, not thinking whether this son is as beautiful as the rumors, but thinking about how to avoid this marriage.

The sedan chair arrived at the gate of the palace.

The son got off the sedan chair and walked into the palace.

As soon as she got out of the sedan chair, the female guard standing guard at the gate of the palace immediately straightened her eyes, unable to control herself at all, she stared straight at Shizi.

Shizi tightly clenched his cuffs, lowered his head and dared not raise his head.

"No problem, Your Majesty is very nice." Shi Jia said.

Shizi looked up at Shi Jia, nodded, and lowered his head even lower.

When the prince walked in front of Bei Qiu, Bei Qiu was indeed amazed. It was rumored that the prince of Linguo was so beautiful that any woman who had seen his face would surrender under his skirt.

To meet the empress' fiery gaze, the prince lowered his head, pursed his lips tightly and dared not declare his panic.

"See Your Majesty." Shi Jia knelt on the ground with one knee.

When the prince saw it, he quickly plopped and knelt on the ground. He bit his lower lip in pain, and said quickly, "See Your Majesty, Your Majesty is blessed and safe."

Bei Qiu raised her eyebrows slightly, and held back her smile. This son seemed to be just a boy in the deep palace who didn't care about worldly affairs. She stretched out her hand to help him up, "Your son is exhausted, you have worked hard all the way."

The prince took a step back in panic, avoiding Bei Qiu's hand, and bowed his body: "Report to Your Majesty, this Palace." The prince bit his lips, "I didn't work hard, but Shi Jia's guards protected me all the way, hard work. "

Bei Qiu glanced at Shi Jia with interest, and nodded, "There are many rewards."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Shi Jia said.

"It's an honor for the son to come to this country. There is no need for the son to be too cautious. I have prepared a banquet to clean up the dust for the son." Bei Qiu smiled lightly.

The prince bowed his body, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Bei Qiu didn't give any more intentional instructions, but turned around and left, heading for the banquet, the crown prince hurriedly followed, and all the ministers followed behind them, heading for the banquet in a mighty way.

Dancers dance in the center of the banquet.

Bei Qiu respected the prince for a glass of wine, and the prince took a sip of the wine shyly, then lowered his head the whole time, as if he was very nervous, and followed the entourage who came to the prince, and said something to the prince, the prince would look at her frequently, It seems hesitant to speak.

"Prince Mu is here!" the palace lady shouted.

Bei Qiu frowned slightly, waved her hand, and the singing and dancing stopped suddenly.

A woman dressed in bright red came in hurriedly, her eyes directly saw the prince beside her, her eyes lit up, and a flash of determination flashed in her eyes, then she knelt on the ground, "See Huangjie."

Bei Qiu didn't ignore the determination in her eyes. Now all the feudal lords have rebelled. Although all the people in the capital are under her control, after all, these people have no evidence of rebellion, and she can't directly convict them. However, it is necessary to tear their faces .

Bei Qiu looked at the imperial sister with a sneer, and said, "Prince Mu now only remembers that Gu is your imperial sister, but has he suddenly forgotten that Gu is the king of this country?"

Prince Mu didn't expect Bei Qiu to turn his face suddenly, and said in an embarrassing way: "May your Majesty be blessed and safe."