The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Yun Muhan said with a straight face: "The grilled fish on the first day almost burned the Xiangquan Mountain, and the second day of drinking was so intoxicating. The third day the wine woke up and caught the wind and cold. Is this what you call good stay? I think Jing Shizi is too forgiving to you, and everything is up to you. How can this be done? I have told my grandpa that I will take you back to Beijing tomorrow, and I don’t need Jing Shizi to take care of you. You should pack things up! Tomorrow morning I'll pick you up."

"I didn't go back if I said no. If Grandpa agreed to you, he wouldn't talk to me. Besides, I didn't do any big trouble. Isn't Xiangquanshan well burnt here? I am drunk. I don’t care about others, and typhoid fever will be better tomorrow. Besides, you have to **** Princess Qingwan. I don’t want to go back with you. I hate seeing that woman. I can’t forget how she helped others. Bully me. Don't go back, resolute, decisive." Yun Qingyue said a large paragraph in one breath, and suddenly found that his nose was blocked for a day.

"Although she had to **** me all the way, she was not in the same car as me. You and I were in a car. She naturally dare not bully you now." Yun Muhan slowed her tone.

"Don't do that, I'll be annoyed to see her!" Yun Qianyue shook her head.

"It's a big deal that I won't let you see her tomorrow. How can I rest assured that I will send the princess back to Beijing tomorrow, leaving you here? Grandpa and Father Wang are also not at ease." Yun Mu coldly said, put down the scroll, stood up, and could not refute the authenticity. : "No need to say more, you must go back with me tomorrow."

Yun Qingyue lowered her face and stopped talking. Thinking she doesn't agree to work? Ancient human rights are shit!

"You came to Xiangquan Mountain, you only know how to play, and you didn’t go to bathe the Buddha's voice. You didn’t even go to the Dharma ancestral hall. You paid a lot of pain for Grandpa to let you come here. If it’s too early today, you Just go and see Master Lingyin with me. Fortunately, please ask the Master to help you divination." Yun Muhan said again.

"What? Let me go see that **** stick?" Yun Qianyue stood up three feet away from Yun Muhan and shook her head violently. "Tomorrow will go back with you, but I won't see you if I die." That old monk!"

Yun Muhan looked at Yun Qianyue’s big response and frowned, “It’s not as easy for someone to ask Master Lingyin for a gossip. Grandpa and Master Lingyin have a lot of friendship, and I used Mongolian Master to use half of Tianshan ten years ago. It is also gracious for Xuelian to save each other. Now it’s not too difficult to ask the master to tell you a gossip. Go!"

"I said no if I didn't go!" Yun Qianyue was annoyed.

"You can't do it!" Yun Muhan's tone was firm. "Princess Qingwan and Miss Yu Ning, the Prime Minister's House, went to ask the master for a gossip. The master did not answer, saying that they were not destined. The master of the small county took letters from Lord Rong and his filial piety and asked Master Lingyin to be dismissed by the master. The master said that only the last sign he signed this year was fortune-telling, but he hasn’t met any relatives so far. The women have been asking for it, and have no fate. Only you haven’t. So, you have to go!"

by! That can't go anymore! Maybe waiting for her!

Yun Qianyue shook his head and shook his head again, his expression determined, "I'm definitely not that fateful person, I'm not loyal to the Buddha at all, nor a Buddhist believer. Brother, you will spare me! Let me go to the old monk I didn’t want to be a nun when I became a monk in Lingtai Temple."

"It's all nonsense. How can there be nuns in Lingtai Temple, and you won't be taken as a nun by Master Lingyin." Yun Muhan whispered softly.

"Anyway, I won't go, you don't want to say what I say. Just don't go, definitely don't go, absolutely don't go, definitely don't go, you won't go to death." Yun Qianyue used multiple sentences to show that he wouldn't go there. The determination of Lingyin God Stick.

"It seems that I must bet you to go before you are willing to go." Yun Muhan said that she could not move her, stepped forward, helpless face indifferent. The words fell, shot suddenly at Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue was shocked, just about to dodge, just listening to the sound of string songs from outside, "Yun Shizi can be here?"

Yun Muhan gave a hand and looked out the window, said lightly: "What's the matter?"

"My family's Shizi asked Yun Shizi to come over and say something important," Xian Ge said.

Yun Muhan frowned, not answering.

Yun Qianyue was relieved. He never felt that Xian Ge was so amiable. He forgave him for drinking three bowls of porridge that he had eaten hibiscus and roasted fish that day. This Yun Muhan is really a hard iron wrist trouble, but she is still her brother. As the saying goes, in ancient times, the elder brother was like a father, so she had to listen if she didn't listen. Moreover, no one has a strong wrist. In the previous life, she was in charge of people, and she was managed by people everywhere.

"Rong Jing must have something to do with you, let's go!" Yun Qianyue saw Yun Muhan standing still and urged immediately.

"Alright, wait for me to come back from Jing Shizi and come to you to Master Lingyin." Yun Muhan withdrew his hand, threw a word, and turned out of the room.

Yun Qianyue saw Yun Muhan figure out of the Dongxiang courtyard and entered the Xixiang courtyard, thinking that Rong Jing had better stay this night with Bingzhuye night talk, then she could escape.

Thinking about it this way, I only listened to the sound of the string song coming from the outside, and the low voice seemed to have a smile, "Miss Qingyue, my family son said that Yun Shizi will not come over to you again. You don’t have to return to Beijing tomorrow, everything He handles it. You can sleep in peace."

Yun Qianyue breathed a sigh of relief, patting the frightened, careful liver and waving to the outside, "OK, then thank you for your family. He finally did a good thing for me. Tell him, it’s best to return me I will be grateful for things that Beijing can no longer be forced to learn by my brother."

"Yes, I will definitely bring Miss Asagi's original words to my family." Xing Ge threw a sentence with a convulsive face and retreated.

Yun Qianyue sat down on the table in front of the bed, thinking that Yun Muhan had just said that Lingyin God Stick would seal the last word. She couldn't help but creepy. I think it's better to go back to Beijing tomorrow. As long as you go back, the old **** stick will not be her. Wouldn’t it be more dangerous to stay here? Thinking like this, I immediately shouted to the outside, "Cai Lian, hurry, pack up. We will return to Beijing tomorrow!"

"Miss, don't you want to go back?" Cailian wondered.

"I want to go back now. Go and pack up." Yun Qianyue said.

"Yes!" Cailian sighed. Thinking about returning to his house, he should be circled again. But the lady is the master, and the master's orders must be listened to. She asked again, "Since Miss changed her mind and returned to Beijing, then the slave-servant told Jing Shizi! Let Jing Shizi offend Yun Shizi for the Miss."

"Huh!" Yun Qianyue nodded.

Cailian went on.

Yun Qianyue saw a gorgeous box on the table. She reached out and opened it. She saw a box of pastries. She reached out and squeezed a piece into her mouth. She only felt fragrant and delicious. Half of the box of pastries was wiped out. She picked up the tea cup and drank. At this time, Cailian also returned from the Xixiang courtyard.

Cailian picked up the curtain and entered the house, her face lingering, "Miss, Jing Shizi should answer, and tell her to return to Beijing tomorrow."

"Rong Jing really interesting! Well, then you go to clean up!" Yun Qianyue suddenly happy.

Cailian Momozhu stood at the door and said, "Miss, the slave-maid has not yet prayed to the blessing tree to pray to her grandmother! I don't know when I will come to the Lingtai Temple of Xiangquan Mountain in the future. It is said that the blessing tree elsewhere doesn't have the spirit of heaven and earth, Not working."

"You haven't followed me these days! Why didn't you pray for blessings?" Yun Qianyue wondered.

"On the first day, I went to Dengxue and Yuxian to visit the Dharma ancestral hall to listen to the discussion of Jing Shizi and Master Lingyin. Later, when I came back, did I encounter the Crown Prince and the four princes? Jing Shizi went to Nanshan and walked halfway up the mountain to get tired and walked back. Where did he go to pray for the blessing tree? Today one day, the lady was in Jing Shizi's house. Dare to leave, so I didn't go!" Cailian said bitterly.

"Same thing!" Yun Qingyue nodded and asked, "What should I do? Or I will go back tomorrow and leave you to pray for blessings?"

"Miss..." Cailian was annoyed. "How can the slave-servant not follow you back!"

"Do you want to go tonight? Otherwise, I can only stay and wait for your blessing before leaving." Yun Qianyue frowned, and saw Cailian no longer talking, like a angry little wife, waving her hand, laughing. : "Okay, okay, now you go to the blessing tree to pray for blessings and come back to pack things up."

"Miss, it's getting dark, and the slave-servant doesn't dare." Cailian looked at Yun Qianyue expectantly.

"Yes, I'll always go with you?" Yun Qianyue stood up and walked out. "Anyway, I slept for a day today, and now I'm not sleepy, just go with you! If you really let I am not at ease if you go by yourself. It is said that the Blessing Tree is in Nanshan, and Rong Jing said that there are often wolves in Nanshan. If I were to take you away, where would I go to find such a little girl."

"Miss is so nice!" Cai Lian suddenly smiled.

"Don't you listen to the rain and snow and pray to the blessing tree? Let's go together!" Yun Qingyue stood up and pointed to the cake on the table that was half destroyed by her. "Where did it come from? So delicious?"

"Is the lady talking about the box of pastries? It was brought to the lady when Princess Qingwan came." Cailian said.

"Oh! This woman is not bad!" Yun Qingyue nodded and walked out of the room.

Cailian was ashamed. She had just bickered with Shizi and had a thick neck. She hated Princess Qingwan, and now a box of pastries was bought by Princess Qingwan. She quickly followed Yun Qianyue out of the room and shouted outside, "Listen to the rain, listen to the snow! Go away, Miss will accompany us to pray for the blessing tree!"

"Come, come, Miss is so nice!" Listening to the rain and listening to the snow ran out of the room with cheers.

Yun Qianyue smiled and looked at the three of them. What a naive little girl! She was lost in innocence by being buried in the sea of ​​books and books at the same age as them. Seeing them rejoice now, although they are not interested in that blessing tree, they are also satisfied to be able to accompany them to satisfy their little wishes.