Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 69 She Don't Know What Penthouse

Mu Xici on this side smiled, and Mo Junli on the other side bent his eyes. He looked at the little girl in front of him and raised his eyebrows leisurely.

"Miss Mu, what a coincidence." Mo Junli smiled, the meaning in his black pupils was unclear, "I didn't expect to meet Miss here."

"Xici has met His Highness." Mu Xici kissed her body calmly, and the smile on her lips became more and more false, "It's not a coincidence, but the food here is too delicious, Xici is greedy for a while, These days."

The implication is that she spends almost every day in Mengsheng Building these days, and she comes here only for eating, absolutely nothing else, and meeting Mo Junli is just a subtle probability event.

"The dishes in Shopkeeper Shen's building are really good." Mo Junli nodded, chuckled, and raised the corners of his eyes slightly, implying, "And the food in Mengsheng Building is not only excellent—"

In the past two days, the name of the "Taoist of Absurdity" has become very popular in Beijing.

Mu Xici slightly raised his eyes: "Your Highness, you can speak directly if you have something to say, Xici is too convoluted to understand."

I believe in you.

Mo Junli shook his face, immediately took half a step forward, leaned over slightly, and lowered his voice: "I don't know if Miss has heard of it, the top floor of Mengsheng Building."

"The top floor?" Mu Xici raised his eyebrows pretending to be surprised, "What top floor?"

"Your Highness, sorry to come here just for lunch, I have never heard of 'top floor'."

She didn't know what kind of top floor there was in Mengsheng Tower, and she didn't know what kind of Taoist was born on the top floor, and she didn't know what hexagrams and puzzles were solved by that Taoist on the top floor for the family of officials and eunuchs.

Even if there was, it was the Taoist's reckless creation, so what does it have to do with her Mu Xici?
"That's it." Mo Junli stood up straight, his long eyes firmly grasped the little girl's almond eyes, but Mu Xici's eyes were open and frank, with an expression of "letting you look at him", his expression didn't seem to be fake at all.

Like the real thing.

"Perhaps they made a mistake." The young man said in a low voice. When he first heard all kinds of deeds of "Taoists living in vain", he almost instinctively remembered the great master of the previous life. However, in the previous life, the world only knew that there was a Qianping. The national teacher who knows astronomy at the top and geography at the bottom, but no one has ever heard whether the national teacher has an honorary title or a Taoist title.

Because of this, he had doubts in his heart and was not sure, so he thought about looking for an opportunity to defraud her.

Unexpectedly... This little girl is very slippery, she didn't show him any flaws, and even made his thoughts waver for a moment.

But if it wasn't for her.

Mo Junli stretched the corners of his lips, when did such a powerful warlock appear in Qianping territory again.

He had heard the report from Yan Chuan and others, and the things they asked for were completely different.

These two things may not be a big deal if taken out alone, but if they are attributed to one person——

The young man sneered, saying that there are specializations in martial arts, and there are many branches of Taoist Yishu. It is not easy for ordinary warlocks to learn one or two of them. Like Feng Yuan, his brother of the Three Emperors, he only mastered the "talisman" in his whole life. "The two words, but the Taoist is already good at physiognomy and divination.

With such a way, it should never be borrowed from unknown people.

—He still felt like her.

Mo Junli quietly raised his eyelids and glanced at the half-grown girl in front of him, and then slowly exhaled: "Miss Mu, it's rare to meet, I wonder if I have the honor to invite Miss to travel with me?"

"That depends on where you want to go, Your Highness." Mu Xici bowed slightly, neither agreeing nor refusing immediately, she wanted to see what was going on in this brat's stomach.

And tomorrow is Shangyuan, and the palace banquet is just around the corner, she does have something to do, and Mo Junli needs to cooperate with her.

"Not far away, there is a new theater opened on the east side of Zhongshi. There is a big show in the afternoon. I have reserved a private room in advance, so I can take a few people with me." Mo Junli smiled. It's not a lie, it's just that the private room has not been confirmed, but he has a fixed reserved box - he is the one who opened the theater on the left and right.

"If that's the case, His Highness will be disturbed." Mu Xici nodded.

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The actors on stage sang melodiously and beautifully, and the spectators applauded.

Mu Xici was absent-mindedly beating two beats in the private room. Seeing this, Mo Junli rested a little on the armrest of the seat, and took a teacup: "Miss Mu, do you think this play is good?"

"To be honest, Xici can't hear good or bad." Mu Xici's eyes were extremely sincere, and she couldn't arouse the slightest interest in listening to operas when she started playing. It doesn't matter whether you are Kunqiang Qinqu or Pingyue Huangmei, in short, the tune It fell into her ears and she couldn't tell the number.

On the contrary, she felt that the timbres of the sanxianzi and erhu were clearer and brighter.

Suona and hand gong are also good, anyway, they are better than opera.

"Pfft." Mo Junli didn't hold back, and spit out half of a sip of tea. Seeing this, Yan Chuan quickly got out of the corner, stepped forward and gave him a pat on the back.

"Miss is really very interesting." This was the first time in his two lifetimes that he saw a noble daughter from an aristocratic family who didn't like to listen to operas.

Even Mo Wanyan loves to hug a plate of melon seeds and peanuts, squatting under the stage and staring at the scene on the stage, sometimes some words accidentally touched the fragile and sensitive nerves of the little girl, and she even wiped two catties of tears.

"...I'll take it as His Highness who is praising Xici." Mu Xici twitched the corners of her mouth, not wanting to speak.

Don't like to listen to opera, can you blame her?If you want to blame, blame her master, and that idiot Mo Shuyuan.

In her previous life, she went up the mountain early, and stayed there for another six or seven years—where did the opera come from in the Taoist temple?It would be nice to have a guqin and flute or something like that to cultivate one's character.

When she went down the mountain, it was useless. When she returned to Beijing, Mu Guogong's mansion was about to collapse in half. Her second uncle was used to soft ears and a weak temper. Xiao Shuhua controlled the entire Guogong mansion. She couldn't speak in the mansion. When the second brother died on the battlefield, he simply turned his head and went to the hall to kowtow to death.

He really went to court, and he didn't have time to listen to any Spring and Autumn dramas. That calf Mo Shuyuan was almost used as a beast for her!
After fighting in southern Xinjiang, she went to the desert, and when she came back from the desert, she attacked the northern border. She led the army for 11 years, and the rest days did not exceed three months. All thank goodness!
Oh, every time she calculates the big fortune here, she has to lie in bed for ten days and a half months, rounding up she has never had a rest.

...I'm so angry when I think about it.

The smirk on Mu Xici's lips froze for a moment, she suddenly wanted to copy directly to the fifth prince's mansion, without saying a word, picked up Mo Shuyuan and gave him a violent beating.

It's a pity that she can't beat that little | flat | calf | child for the time being.

That's it.

Discouraged, Master Mu collapsed into a chair obediently and continued to study her erhu and sanxian.

This little girl...why was she so surprised.

It seems to have committed some incurable disease.

It's pretty cute.

Mo Junli covered his lips with a low smile, forcibly suppressed his desire to snatch his daughter from Mu Wenjing, raised his hand and stroked Mu Xici's head, the hairy touch made him bend his eyes: "Ms. Yuan Palace banquet."

"How prepared are you?"

　Mo Junli: I want to snatch my daughter every day

　　Sure enough, I still want to kill Mo Shuyuan
　　
　
(End of this chapter)