The little rabbit is obedient and is forcibly embraced by the villain

The next day.

At dawn, the sunlight spread out like a golden veil, and every ray of light seemed like a blessing from heaven.

Today is destined to be a good day.

Looking at the Dakang Palace, the vermilion palace walls look like a winding dragon, with the flying eaves and brackets arranged in an orderly manner, demonstrating supreme majesty.

The thrilling palace coup that had taken place over a month earlier now seemed like a fleeting illusion, like a child's play. After a few rains, no trace remained.

Walking through the long palace road, both sides were lined with heads.

There were countless royal nobles, high-ranking officials and nobles.

The leader was none other than Ye Cheng'en, clad in a robe embroidered with golden dragons. His posture was as straight and upright as a pine tree, the golden dragons adorning his robe dancing with his steps. His face was stern and his expression awe-inspiring. His once delicate demeanor had long since been honed into a noble and cold air unique to an emperor.

Ye Qinghua was wearing a red palace dress. It seemed that she had lost some weight due to the vegetarian diet and Buddhist chanting in the past half month. Her pointed face made her look even more delicate, which almost couldn't hold up to the gorgeous and luxurious princess dress.

She completed her mission and returned to the palace a day early. She was now standing beside Ye Chengen, looking forward to it.

Of course, it goes without saying who I am looking forward to.

The ceremonial procession of Zhenlong Temple slowly arrived amid everyone's anticipation.

At the front, monks in plain robes held instruments in their hands and chanted in unison, each step carrying a solemn and dignified aura as they prayed for the well-being of all living beings.

Behind them, the sedan chair carried by eight people was like a moving palace, magnificent and solemn.

On the sedan chair, there was a figure wearing a white cassock, twirling Buddhist beads in his hands.

As the sedan chair gradually approached, everyone's attention was drawn to it.

It was actually a man? Oh no, to be more precise, a man with long hair?

Ye Qinghua opened her eyes wide, her face full of shock, her cherry lips slightly opened, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

She never imagined that after just a few days of not seeing each other, the Buddhist disciple Xuan Cheng had changed so much.

I saw that Xuan Cheng's originally smooth head had now grown hair. The ink-black long hair was casually draped behind him and tied up with a lotus jade crown.

The breeze blew by, his hair fluttered gently, and his temperament became more and more otherworldly, like an immortal descending to earth.

Compared with his previous appearance as a bald monk, he now looks more like a god-like figure walking out of a painting, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off him.

Ye Qinghua half-closed his eyes, the astonishment in his eyes was beyond words.

She just stared at Xuan Cheng, with a determined glint in her eyes.

Ye Chengen stood aside, his brows slightly furrowed, and a barely perceptible gloom flashed in his deep eyes, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

The sedan slowly descended, and Xuan Cheng stood up, stepping lightly out of the sedan. Every movement was as natural and smooth as flowing water, exuding an otherworldly aura that seemed to freshen the air around them.

A ceremony to pray for the new emperor's ascension to the throne was held as scheduled.

It was solemn and dignified, and the sunshine shone down like an auspicious sign.

Xuan Cheng sat upright on the high altar, like a sacred and inviolable deity. He clasped his hands together, his face as calm as water, his eyes slightly closed.

At this moment, he felt someone gently tugging at his sleeve. The subtle movement was like a breeze blowing across the lake, causing an imperceptible ripple.

He lowered his head slightly and met the eyes hidden in his sleeves.

His eyes were filled with sparkling water, and he looked pitiful.

Xuan Cheng lowered his eyes in a daze, and a hint of imperceptible tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"Are you tired?" Xuan Cheng asked softly, with concern in his tone.

His voice was as clear as a spring, and could be heard clearly amidst the noisy chanting. It seemed as if there was some magical power that dispelled the boring chanting in her ears. It was like a mountain breeze that blew into Bai Zitu's heart, making her feel much clearer in the mind.

"It's too noisy here. I want to go out for a walk."

Bai Zitu murmured softly, her voice sweet and cute, with a hint of coquettishness. Her little paws moved restlessly at her sleeve, leaving a wrinkle.

Xuan Cheng smiled softly, and he knew she couldn't sit still.

It was just much better than he expected. He had been worried that she would cause some trouble at the Dharma Assembly.

He moved his clasped hands downwards and gently tapped Bai Zitu's furry forehead. The gesture was gentle and doting. "Go, but don't run too far. I'll come find you later."

Bai Zitu poked out his small chubby face, and his bright eyes met a pair of deep, quiet eyes with a faint smile.

There was no mundane world in his eyes, as if in his eyes, she was his mundane world, the Buddha he revered.

Bai Zitu prided herself on being a thick-skinned demon who didn't even understand what human emotions were. But every time Xuan Cheng looked at her like this, perhaps because his gaze was too focused, she would always have the illusion that there were only the two of them in this vast world.

There were only the two of them, and this bustling, perfect world.

With Xuan Cheng's cover, an extremely fast light gray-white figure rushed down from the platform like lightning. The figure was light and agile, like a gust of wind, and did not attract anyone's attention.

Apart from……

Ye Qinghua has been staring at Xuan Cheng.

Ye Qinghua's gaze was always fixed on Xuan Cheng, his eyes full of obsession.

Naturally, she did not miss Bai Zitu's action. When she saw the figure rushing out from Xuan Cheng's sleeves, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

It must be that damn beast!

She cursed viciously in her heart, her hands clenched unconsciously, her nails digging deeply into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks.

She had already investigated clearly these days and found out that the beast staying beside the Buddhist disciple was actually a golden-haired rat demon.

Why does she occupy all the attention of Buddhists?

When she thought of this, she became jealous to the point of madness. She was obviously a favored daughter of heaven, a daughter of a wealthy family, so how could she be inferior to this golden-haired rat that appeared out of nowhere?

Just when I was thinking that there was no place to take revenge, this golden-haired rat actually showed up at my doorstep.

Thinking of this, she quietly left the table to see what this damn beast was trying to do!

However, just as she made a move, she heard Ye Chengen's deep, powerful and majestic voice: "Where are you going?" The voice was deep and powerful, with an unquestionable tone, as if there was an invisible pressure that made the air around them become solemn.

Ye Qinghua was startled, but she reacted quickly and made up an excuse: "Royal brother, I feel a little unwell and want to rest for a while."

Ye Chengen clearly had a look of disbelief on his face, his brows slightly furrowed, and a hint of doubt flashed in his deep eyes.

But Ye Qinghua didn't care about that anymore and hurriedly left the table under Ye Chengen's questioning gaze.

She naturally knew that her royal brother had special feelings for this golden-haired rat. After being in the palace for a long time, she had also heard that her royal brother had raised a golden-haired rat before he ascended the throne.

It is said that this golden-haired rat once blocked an arrow for him at a critical moment and saved his life. However, later on, the golden-haired rat was taken away by Xuan Cheng.

She also often saw her brother staring at a certain direction in the imperial study. She secretly went in to take a look and found that there were many strange books and a painting of a golden-haired rat.

Without exception, those books are about helping monsters transform and how to let monsters practice.

It just so happened that she remembered that there seemed to be a group of Taoist priests in the palace that were kept by the emperor's brother. It occurred to her that she could use their methods to avenge herself.

The thought of this made her steps quicker, and a sinister smile curled up at the corner of her mouth. Her face even twisted a little because of this smile, and her originally beautiful face became a little hideous, and her eyes flashed with a crazy light.

How could a mere beast occupy the heart of his royal brother and the Buddha who was as bright as the moon sitting on the high platform?

Isn't it because she's a monster that can bewitch people? Then she'll destroy her skills! Let her know that beasts are beasts and can never surpass humans.