"How did this hydrangea fall into my arms?"

Tang Seng looked down at the hydrangea in his arms, a thoughtful look on his face. If he remembered correctly, the hydrangea was somewhat unreasonable when it was thrown to him. Even though he had clearly dodged sideways, it still fell into his arms with incredible precision.

"Saint monk, since the hydrangea is already in your hands, you should just be a good consort of our Tianzhu Kingdom! We won't fight for this hydrangea."

"Yes, yes, yes, we toads are not worthy of the noble princess. Only a great talent like you, the holy monk, is worthy of the princess. We congratulate you!"

"Congratulations, Holy Monk!"

"Holy monk, this is a rare opportunity, you must not miss it..."

The crowds on the street were in an uproar. Everyone was happy that Tang Seng had "grabbed" the hydrangea, and they sincerely hoped that Tang Seng would become the consort of their country, Tianzhu.

It’s not for anything else, but because Tang Sanzang, who has experienced many hardships, has the special temperament of a high monk.

He is also very handsome, and he and the princess are a perfect match.

The most important thing is that they all know that it is impossible for them to marry Her Royal Highness the Princess. Even if the princess is ordinary-looking, there is no chance. Rather than letting another playboy ruin her, it is better to give her to a high monk. At least they will not feel so sad.

"No, no, no, I am a monk! How can I stay and marry the princess?"

Tang Seng was so anxious that he was about to cry.

On his journey to the West, what he feared was never monsters, but the debt of love that was hard to refuse.

The White Bone Demon and the Scorpion Demon were both emotional disasters that he could never forget.

I really can't have too much debt of love.

Bajie and Sha Seng looked at their anxious master without worry, but found it a little funny. The only downside to being handsome is that it makes it easy for beautiful women to notice you.

Unlike them, just standing here can scare away female donors.

When Cheng Long saw this scene, he said nothing. As expected, the Jade Rabbit Fairy still chose Tang Seng. Perhaps she was better than Tang Seng, but the Jade Rabbit Fairy didn't dare to throw the ball to her.

Ever since his true cultivation level was revealed three years ago, no god or Buddha has dared to put on airs in front of him. The Jade Rabbit Fairy is just Chang'e's pet, so how dare they disrespect it?
"Holy monk, throwing a ball of embroidery is a custom of our country of Tianzhu. Since the holy monk has arrived in Tianzhu, he should follow the local customs. If you accept the ball of embroidery, you will become my husband. Could it be that the holy monk wants to go back on his word and bully me, a princess of a small country, by relying on his origins in a big country?"

The Jade Rabbit Fairy, who was disguised as a princess, put a hat on Tang Seng and was determined to make him a prince consort.

After all, in the entire Journey to the West team, apart from the Wukong who cannot be offended, only Tang Seng can be bullied. She doesn't want to throw the bouquet to Bajie or the General Curtain.

If these two rough guys really come to her, they can make her, a little rabbit, suffer so much that she would rather die!

"Princess, I am a monk and I have responsibilities. Please don't make things difficult for me." Tang Seng really didn't want to add to his emotional debt. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to have anything to do with the Princess of Tianzhu.

"You have no say over this. If you accept the embroidered ball, it means that you and I are destined to be together..." The Jade Rabbit Fairy threw away the scarf on her head, revealing her beautiful face, and smiled, "Holy Monk, just follow me back obediently!"

"Princess, no, why don't you throw the hydrangea again?"

Tang Seng hurriedly handed over the hydrangea.

But even though Jade Rabbit likes him, she doesn't really want to marry him, so it's useless to say anything.

Tang Seng was helpless as he could not refuse the opportunity sent from heaven after several attempts to refuse.

In the end, he was carried by several eunuchs onto a large sedan chair and followed the guide into the imperial city.

During the process, Cheng Long, Zhu Bajie and Sha Seng were like wooden men, indifferent and had no intention of helping each other.

"A holy monk is a holy monk. He was able to remain indifferent to our princess. The eunuchs had to use force to force her to sit in the carriage."

"Of course, otherwise how could a young monk have such a magnanimous demeanor?"

"..."

Under the envious gazes of the crowd, Tang Seng hurriedly entered the palace in a sedan chair. When the King of India set the wedding date, it was another grand occasion celebrated by the whole country of India.

……

Inside the palace.

Cheng Long held his head high and walked to the front with steady and powerful steps. He glanced at the civil and military officials in the court and slowly said:

"Everyone, Sanzang is a pilgrim from the Tang Dynasty in the East, heading to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures. The Tang Emperor has been waiting for him in Chang'an. You must think carefully. Do you really want to keep him as your consort? If he delays the great cause of the Tang Dynasty, can you, India, bear the responsibility?"

Although he knew that this was also one of the hardships of obtaining the scriptures, and that Tang Seng would not be harmed in any way, Cheng Long, as the escort, still had to show some respect and say a few words to help.

We can’t just stand by and watch Tripitaka being bullied by the people of India.

"How dare you! My country, India, has its own rules. Even if your Tang Dynasty is strong, you can't bring a large army to attack India. Don't forget that my country, India, is also strong."

A fierce general spoke angrily.

This man has a sinister face, cold eyes, and a tall and burly figure, making it difficult for people to look directly at him.

Of course, this is only limited to ordinary people.

Tang Seng has experienced so many major events and seen so many powerful monsters that he naturally developed a certain level of composure. A mere general from the human world is not as intimidating as a small whirlwind from the Lion Camel Ridge.

"Haha, I'm going to say something here. If you want to rely on the military force of India to make my master surrender, then you're just looking for death. I, the old pig, can destroy your army of hundreds of thousands with just one rake."

What Bajie said was quite true. A small country in the human world could not raise a real dragon. The most powerful practitioners in India all came from Buddhism, and their cultivation was far inferior to his.

If a fight breaks out, he can lead his master in and out of the enemy ranks by himself, and there is no need for Brother Sun to take action at all.

However, the truth is sometimes the least convincing. As soon as Bajie said this, the whole court was in an uproar. Civil and military officials looked at Zhu Bajie angrily, wishing they could eat him.

"How dare you! Although my country of India is not as strong as your Tang Dynasty, it is not a soft persimmon that can be easily bullied. You have come from afar as guests, and I have never neglected you. Why are you so ignorant of etiquette? Are all the people of Tang Dynasty uneducated?"

Sitting on the dragon throne, the King of India could not help but speak.

He followed his daughter's advice with good intentions and married her to a monk from the Tang Dynasty, not minding his background at all. But the result was puzzling. Talking about obtaining Buddhist scriptures and saying that one person could destroy hundreds of thousands of Indian troops was just asking for trouble!
"Your Majesty, what you said makes sense. In my opinion, this monk is a fake. Look at the people he brought with him. There are monsters with pig heads and human bodies. They are all ugly and shriveled. In my opinion, this group of people is probably a group of monsters."

At this time, a general stepped out from among the civil and military officials in the court. He was about forty years old, full of energy, muscles, and explosive power. He was stronger than many young men.

"Hey, hey, hey, you can talk, but please don't make personal attacks!"

Zhu Bajie was very angry. Because of his appearance, he was often looked down upon. Even Tang Seng would sometimes tell him bluntly that he was ugly and told him not to scare others.

Bajie certainly knows that he is not good-looking, but after looking at him for a long time, he is actually a little cute. Anyway, he has gotten used to his reincarnation.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be running around with a pig's head on his head every day.

"What kind of personal attack? We are telling the truth. Do you dare to say that you are not a monster?"

"General Cen is right. He looks like neither a human nor a ghost. If he is not a monster, then what is he?"

"..."

In the court, civil and military officials began to ridicule without any hesitation.

But just as everyone was preparing to swarm in to mock, Sha Seng, who received a hint from Bajie, went straight into the crowd and slapped the faces of several generals who were shouting the loudest.

It is true that Sha Seng's strength ranks last in the team of pilgrims, but he is also an immortal at the end, so it is very easy for him to deal with some mortals who only know martial arts.

Everything happened in a flash.

By the time Tang Seng reacted, several people had already been knocked unconscious by Sha Seng. They fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching all over.

"How dare you, a daring evil monk, commit murder in this hall!"

"Come here, capture this evil monk, drag him out and behead him immediately."

The King of India stood up in anger and roared wildly, saying that Sha Seng committed crimes in the hall and obviously did not take him, the king, seriously. Beating people in front of the king was simply treason.

"Want to give it a try?"

There was murderous intent in Bajie's eyes, and his powerful energy was like the roaring waves, shaking everyone in the hall, making people feel cold in their hearts like the ice of the Netherworld.

"you……"

Sitting on the dragon throne, the King of India was so angry that his whole body was cold, as if he had provoked a bloodthirsty demon.

"What are you saying? You're forcing my master, a monk, to return to secular life. Do you think you're right?"

boom!
Bajie appeared in front of the dragon throne like lightning, grabbed the king of India by the collar, and threw him down the hall without any courtesy.

"If you dare to force my master to do something he doesn't want to do, I, the old pig, will kill you no matter if you are a king or a minister."

The last word "die" was pronounced so heavily that the whole hall was covered with a layer of frost again. Bajie's face was cold and his heart was calm. Anyway, they were about to reach the West, so he pretended to be fierce and scared the ordinary royal family members, so that he could get to Lingshan faster.

He didn't want his master to stay in the palace, so he pretended to be friendly with the princess and tried to persuade her over and over again, causing her to send his master away.

The closer they got to Lingshan, the more uneasy Bajie felt. He always felt that something big was about to happen.

"Holy monk, are you just going to let your disciples cause trouble in my Tianzhu Palace? Or do you want to stop me from having any thoughts? Don't you think that doing so is unbecoming of a great country?" The princess, who was possessed by the Jade Rabbit Spirit, looked calmly at Tang Monk who was chanting with his eyes closed. The fact that Bajie and Sha Monk dared to act recklessly in the palace was the result of Tang Monk's indulgence.

"Donor, I am just an ordinary person, I just want to reach Lingshan as soon as possible to seek the true scriptures."

Tang Seng knew that it was inappropriate to cause a scene in the palace, but he couldn't think of a way to make the Princess of India disappointed in him, so he could only let Bajie and the others do whatever they wanted.

It's impossible that I'm about to reach Lingshan, but I'm forced by the King of India to stay in the palace and become someone else's princess consort, right?

This is not possible!

The Emperor of Tang is still waiting in Chang'an for him to return from his journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures!

“Haha, if you were an ordinary person, how could you have two Taiyi realm disciples, and have the Monkey King see you off on the road?” Princess Tianzhu smiled faintly.

"These are all arranged by Guanyin Bodhisattva. There are many monsters and hardships on the journey to the West. If I were alone with a mortal body, it would be difficult to complete the mission of obtaining the scriptures..." Tang Seng was not clear about his own past, but he knew that Guanyin Bodhisattva cared about this matter very much. Not only did she arrange for Brother Sun to escort him, she also arranged a white dragon horse and two immortal disciples for herself.

When you think about this configuration carefully, you will feel a little overwhelmed.

This also indirectly confirms that Buddhists attach great importance to their own safety.

Most of the time, it was to successfully spread the Mahayana Sutra to the Eastern Tang Dynasty, save more poor people, and elevate people's spirits.

"Saint monk, you also said that the journey to the west was full of hardships. Since you got my hydrangea, it proves that you and I are destined to be together. Why do you let your disciples act recklessly and destroy the image of you, Saint monk, in our minds?"

Princess Tianzhu couldn't understand why Tang Seng was so impatient that he didn't even give her time to pretend to be nice to him and lead to the subsequent plot.

I don't really want to absorb the energy of Tang Monk. You have already lost your vital energy, so what's the point of collecting your energy?
"Amitabha~~"

Tang Seng chanted the Buddha's name and said no more.

At this time, Cheng Long, who had been silent all this time, turned his head to look at the King of Tianzhu who was thrown down from the hall, and said lightly: "Your Majesty, don't you think your daughter knows too much?"

"Uh……"

The King of India was stunned. Some things were fine if no one said them, but once someone reminded them, it was really easy to expose the problem. His daughter's expression just now was really too calm, not at all like before, when she would be at a loss when encountering something.

He was unaware that Bajie and Sha Seng were immortals.

He doesn’t even know that Cheng Long is the Monkey King Sun Wukong.

It is obviously illogical that a princess who has been staying in the palace all year round knows everything that even the king does not know.

Cheng Long's suggestion not only made the King of Tianzhu suspicious, but also many ministers in the hall cast scrutinizing eyes on the princess.

"Jade Rabbit, do you want to reveal yourself, or do you want me to reveal you?"

Cheng Long put his hands behind his back and looked at the Jade Rabbit Fairy quietly. After what Bajie and Monk Sha had done, if the Jade Rabbit Fairy's identity was not exposed, they would really break out of the Tianzhu Palace.

"Great Sage, can't you let me play a little longer?"

Jade Rabbit, whose identity was revealed, stomped her feet in anger. Then, under the other party's extremely oppressive gaze, she shook her body and turned into a snow-white rabbit, hopping to Cheng Long's feet.

"This this……"

The King of India was completely stunned when he saw his daughter transformed into a rabbit.

All the civil and military officials in the court opened their eyes wide in disbelief.

"Your Majesty, as you can see, this is a naughty jade rabbit..." Cheng Long bent down and pinched the jade rabbit's neck, holding it in his arms, and said, "I will return this jade rabbit to her owner. As for your daughter, let Master Sanzang and his apprentice help search for her!" (End of this chapter)