There is a starving ghost in Qingyun Temple

She felt deeply in her heart that Mrs. Cen was really bold. Relying on her mother's family's prestigious status, she dared to make such a request blatantly.

"This, this -" Shen Huihe looked confused and responded stutteringly, "Ms. Cen, this, this is probably not good."

"Ms. Shen, is there anything you can do--"

"Hey, sister, what are you doing-"

Another familiar female voice came from not far away, and the woman even lengthened the last note to attract their attention.

Countless speechless and choked thoughts flashed through Shen Huihe's heart like thousands of troops. Why did he suddenly meet two masters who had their own agendas and could not be offended.

"S-Sister-in-law——" Mrs. Cen suddenly panicked and glared fiercely at the maid behind her, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

"I wonder what interesting things my sister and the real person are talking about? The two of them are so close, which makes me a little curious, sister."

Shen Huihe smiled lightly, bowed his hands to her, and opened his red lips slightly as he was about to speak——

Mrs. Cen opened her eyes wide and said in a panic: "Sister-in-law, please be careful. I, we, have anything to say -"

"Sister, don't be anxious." Mrs. Wen ignored her words and looked at Shen Huihe to one side calmly. Her smile was strong but somewhat deep, as if she could not be easily rejected.

"Ms. Shen, please tell me."

"Sister-in-law! Sister!" Mrs. Cen shouted angrily, angry and frightened, "Ms. Shen, you!"

"In reply to Mrs. Wen, Mrs. Cen was asking Pindao about elixirs just now. Mrs. Cen said that she has suffered from head wind again recently, so she wanted to ask Pindao if he had any good prescriptions."

Mrs. Cen was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her chest. She immediately closed her mouth in surprise and took a few deep breaths.

"That's it, that's it. Madam Shen is really beyond appearances, she's so smart!" Although Mrs. Wen was praising her, the smile in the corners of her eyes was not as bright as her eyes. She turned to look at Mrs. Cen whose expression had returned to normal.

Shen Huihe lowered his head pretending to be dumbfounded and glanced around with his peripheral vision. No one else was passing by here.This place is in a remote location and is at the corner of the garden path. I guess Wen and Cen had planned it in advance.

"Sister, there are some things that I didn't want to say. But now you and I are like fish on the chopping board, and I don't want to hide it from you anymore."

As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up her handkerchief and covered her face. She was so pitiful that she suddenly lost some of her arrogance.

"You, you said, what is it?" Cen asked in confusion.

"Sister, although you and I are sisters-in-law, Dalang and Erlang are brothers from the same mother. Blood is thicker than water and cannot be separated. In this case, shouldn't there be some things that we should fight against the enemy and deal with the outside world in unison? Is mutual benefit more appropriate?”

Mrs. Cen was stunned. No matter how stupid she was, she could still understand the meaning of her words.

"Sister-in-law, do you really think so?"

"Of course it is. In fact, the two of us and our husbands are grasshoppers in the same boat, aren't we? What you think in your heart is also what I think in my heart."

Shen Huihe was even more speechless now. The two of them were forming alliances and planning in front of her as if no one was watching. Are they pretending that she no longer exists? !

"I understand, Erlang and Dalang have grown up together since they were young. They have always been close, and Dalang cares about the brotherhood the most."

"Well, it's good that my sister understands." Wen Shi smiled, feeling very relieved.

"So -" Mrs. Cen turned around and grabbed the wrist of the little lady next to her under her sleeve, staring at her, "Mrs. Shen, how much money did the Duke give you? I How about giving you double the amount?”

Shen Huihe straightened his sleeves, bowed slightly to the two ladies in front of him, and said respectfully: "Two madams, I am still young and have short cultivation, so I am afraid that I can't do anything -"

"Where is the beautiful girl? Make it easy for me to find her."

"Mrs. Shen, beautiful lady!" The three people in the corner were shaken, someone was coming!And it's more like coming in the direction of the three of them!

Wen frowned slightly, feeling that this voice was quite familiar——

Mrs. Cen blurted out in a panic: "Sister, okay, it seems to be that bastard Yuan Wulang——"

"Ladies, this matter is very important. Let's discuss it later. I'll take my leave first!!!"

Shen Huihe finished his words in a hurry, ducked past the two people in front of him, and ran forward in a flash——

As soon as he ran out of a corner, he was met by Yuan Wulang, who had a vulgar smile on his face, a monkey head and a monkey head, and was not serious.

Yuan Wulang looked overjoyed, waved his sleeves, and strode towards her: "So the little lady is really here!"

Shen Huihe had a smile on his face, and rolled his eyes countless times in his heart. He asked Huikong to make some noise, but why did he provoke Yuan Wulang, a dog-skin plaster!
"Hello Yuan, Yuan Wulang!"

Yuan Wulang stretched out his hand to grab her sleeve: "Ms. Shen, what are you doing here? But you are alone? Why don't you let Wulang and I love you well——"

Shen Huihe crossed his side and took two quick steps back, allowing him to miss.

When he turned around, she was already in front of him, with a bright and charming smile: "Yuan Wulang, if you can catch up with me, how about I give you a big gift?"

"Okay, okay! I wonder what kind of gift Mrs. Shen has for me?"

Shen Huihe blinked and waved his sleeves to signal him to come forward——

click-

At some point, a corner of Yuan Wulang's robe got entangled in two small wooden branches growing beside the green shade of the path.

Those two small wooden branches were strangely shaped, and they firmly hooked the hem of the man's robe as if they had a tacit understanding, causing the Suzhou Yunjin brocade that shimmered at his feet to tear open.

Shen Huihe looked at him with full eyes and affectionate eyebrows: "Wu Lang, don't you want to come here to look for your little girl?"

"Little lady, beautiful lady, wait, wait for me."

No matter how hard he pulled, he still couldn't get rid of the wooden branches entangled under his feet, tightly grabbing the hem of his clothes as if possessed.

"Little, little madam, Madam Shen, come and help me——"

Shen Huihe turned around and said coldly: "Yuan Wulang, take care of yourself!"

Huikong hid under the shade of a tree and saw Yuan Wulang tearing clothes and cloth from a distance, looking miserable, covering his mouth and suppressing laughter at the throat.

The two of them left the courtyard, walked through several arches, and finally met under the cloister.

Huikong couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Sister, you don't know how desperate Yuan Wulang is. I think he will have to strip himself naked before he can come out today, hahaha."

"Huikong, your imperial skills are becoming more and more accurate."

Shen Huihe saw with his own eyes that the strength and direction of the spreading branches were just right, no more and no less. It was indeed a great improvement.

"Hehehe——" Huikong scratched his little head shyly and laughed happily.

(End of this chapter)