Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

"A pair of eyes from higher up?"

Zhu Di didn't know what Monk Daoyan meant. He suddenly felt creepy and got goosebumps all over his body.

"Master Daoyan, what do you mean by this?"

"Could it be that my father really has died and been resurrected, and brought back some underworld ability from the underworld to see through people's hearts?"

Not sure if it was because of the cold weather or the psychological pressure, but Zhu Di felt cold all over, and even his thoughts began to go towards the underworld.

Although he complained like this.

But he remembered...

Master Daoyan never believed in ghosts or monsters.

Monk Daoyan laughed at himself helplessly, "It's not that mysterious. I've read countless ancient books and classics, but I've never seen anything so bizarre. I've never heard of or encountered anything like it in my life. How can it be considered as hell or not?"

"This is nothing more than a delusion of mine."

"Everything has its cause and effect, but I just can't figure out the cause-effect relationship right now."

It has to be said that although Monk Daoyan did not understand the cause and effect, he was indeed a smart man with much reading and great wisdom.

Even in this situation, I still firmly believe in materialism to a certain extent.

and.

There is actually nothing wrong with what he said.

Zhu Yunhuan is the cause and effect that they cannot understand or imagine.

It’s just that Zhu Yunhuan’s angle of cause and effect is too tricky. Any normal person would not think in this way.

I heard Monk Daoyan say this.

The chill on Zhu Di's body warmed up a little, and he didn't feel so creepy anymore.

But soon he frowned seriously.

A trace of unwilling sadness appeared on his face: For now, I have managed to get away with it in front of the emperor... But, I have been waiting and planning for more than two months, could it be that all of this is in vain?

Ambition is something that cannot be taken back.

He was unwilling and unwilling to...

But the situation he faces now is: he must not act rashly, let alone disobey his father's wishes, otherwise, let alone seize the throne, he might even die without a burial place. The royal struggle is the most cruel!

At this time.

Qiu Fu, who had been waiting for them in the mansion, probably also knew the news of their return and walked over with an ignorant and fearless look on his face.

Looking at Zhu Di and Monk Daoyan, he asked, "Your Highness, Master Daoyan, how is it? His Majesty summoned us suddenly. What did he say?"

Although he had no idea.

But asking this question is almost like dancing in a minefield.

Zhu Di's face suddenly turned dark. He pursed his lips awkwardly, sighed deeply, and turned away.

Of course, Qiu Fu didn't know what Zhu Di was thinking.

He just thought that his own prince could not bear the ethical and moral condemnation when facing such a situation, so he was still unwilling to make any decision.

Ever since.

He immediately turned around and looked at Monk Daoyan on the other side.

He winked and winked, secretly indicating "Master Daoyan, you understand", and then his eyes became stern, and his face showed murderous intent and determination to die.

In his opinion, this was something he had agreed upon with Master Daoyan yesterday - if His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan could not make the decision, they would make it.

And he had already prepared himself to die.

But he soon became confused.

Master Daoyan and I were just fine yesterday... Why did Master Daoyan's expression become so strange today?

What about tacit understanding?

What about the tacit understanding we agreed on?

Facing Qiu Fu's "The wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold" with all his strength.

Even a calm monk like Daoyan began to feel awkward. This matter had gotten so bad that he had clearly instigated everyone, but in the end, it was all in vain...

at this point.

Monk Daoyan could only briefly tell Qiu Fu what had happened in the private residence.