The princess changed her widow's life by fortune-telling

Chapter 613
The boy looked up into the room, and after looking at it for a while, he said, "Master, it's not very good, my sister has no soul, what should I do?"

Pei Shuo looked at the boy in surprise, but he looked like a teenager, and his skills were not low.

"No hurry, no hurry." The old monk grabbed the boy's collar again to prevent him from running around, "Is there any food here? I'm really starving to death all the way."

While he was talking, Han Yu also walked in with a roast chicken. He was also guarding the yard, but he was really hungry, so he went to find something to eat.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came back, he saw the old monk standing in the yard. He remembered the days when the old monk was bleeding every day, so he turned around and ran away.

"Little Shura, why did you see me running?" The old monk raised his hand and grabbed the void in Han Yu's direction, Han Yu flew back backwards, fell to the ground, and the roast chicken in his hand flew out.

The old monk caught the roast chicken back, tore a chicken leg and handed it to the boy, "Here, eat two bites first, maybe you will have a soul when you are full."

The boy held the chicken leg in his hand, looked at the old monk, then looked into the room, threw the chicken leg on the ground angrily, and stepped on it a few more times, "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat, if my sister can't survive, I... I... I won't be your apprentice anymore!"

"Hey, you kid, are you going to rebel?" The old monk slapped him on the forehead, "I'm not full, old monk, how can I find the strength to find your sister's soul?"

Only then did the boy's complexion improve, "Then I'll go see my mother first." He walked into the room as he spoke.

Pei Yi quickly stopped him, "This will be inconvenient, you'd better wait until your mother is born before going in."

"Yes." The old monk said vaguely with his mouth full, "Your life is too hard, don't rush your sister."

The boy sighed, stared at the room for a while, and then thought of something, "No, what about my father? My mother gave birth, where is my father?"

Pei Yi looked up at Pei Shuo, and didn't know what to say about it for a moment.

Pei Shuo was also silent for a while, before saying, "The most important thing now is to let your mother give birth to the child safely, and the rest... your mother will tell you later."

When the boy heard it, he immediately understood what was going on, and cried out with a "wow", and turned to look at the old monk, "I told you to come back early, come back early, my father must be dead, I even I have never seen what my father looks like, why is my father so short-lived!"

The old monk quickly swallowed the chicken in his mouth, "Although your father may be dying soon, he is not dead yet, why are you crying?"

As he spoke, he lost interest in eating chicken, and threw the remaining piece of chicken aside, wiped the oil on his hands on the skirt of his clothes, and then took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket.

When the small porcelain bottle was opened, Pei Shuo saw a little soul come out.

The old monk pinched the soul in his hand, squeezed it round and flattened it, and after a while the soul turned into a transparent white ball.

The breath of the soul can be felt on the ball, but this breath is extremely pure.

Then he flicked the ball into the room, and the ball floated into the room.

After a while, Madam Yuan's voice was heard, "I'm so popular."

Pei Yi also hurried back to the room to help.

It was only a cup of tea, and the baby's cry came from the room.

Before the fetus was born, they all knew that it was a female fetus, so there was no surprise about the gender after birth, and even the clothes were prepared early.

After everything was cleaned up, Pei Yi opened the door a little and let the boy into the room.

The boy rushed to the door quickly, but when he entered the door, he stopped again and stood there leaning forward to look inside.

Pei Zimo wasn't too weak either, he leaned on the head of the bed and waved to him.

The boy walked to the bed, first looked at the wrapped baby, and then threw himself into Pei Zimo's arms, "Mom, I miss you so much, I blame my master, every time I come back to find you and dad I don’t agree with it, and I have to say that my life is too hard, and I must be 13 years old before I can come back.”

Pei Zimo also raised his arms to hug him, stroked his back lightly, his eyes were red, tears also fell down, "Mother misses you too."

And it's not just these few years, since she lost him in Qiankun Palace, she has always thought of him for so many years.

The boy raised his head and wiped away Pei Zimo's tears, "Mother, don't cry, Master said that I don't have to leave you anymore."

Pei Zimo nodded, thinking of something again, he followed the old monk for so many years, the old monk must have given him a name, if there is already a suitable name, then the name Bai Jinye gave probably won't be used anymore, " When your master took you away, you were still very young, did your master give you any name later?"

The boy nodded, "Master said my father's surname is Bai, so my surname is also Bai."

"En." Pei Zimo responded, feeling that the old monk was reliable in this matter, and knew to tell the child that his surname was Bai.

"Master gave me a name, Baiqi." The boy continued.

Pei Zimo's expression changed all of a sudden, this... really fits the old monk's style.

Listening to the conversation between the two women in the room, the old monk outside the window couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing.

"Mother, isn't this name nice?" The boy looked at Pei Zimo's face and asked.

Pei Zimo shook his head helplessly, "Your father gave you a name, but when your master took you away, he didn't have time to tell him that your name is Bai Yiheng, happy to forget worries, sun rises and moons are constant. Your father hopes that you I will be happy all my life, without any troubles, like the rising sun and the full moon."

The old monk outside the window said in a low voice, "Yeah, how can I have a name that sounds good?"

"Yiheng." The boy repeated in a low voice, "Well, I remember, my name is Bai Yiheng."

Pei Zimo smiled and hugged him into his arms again.

Bai Yiheng blinked his eyes, and asked after a while, "Mother, where is my father?"

The smile on Pei Zimo's face froze, and he sighed softly, "Your father is trapped in a far away place now, and he won't be able to come back for a while."

"It's okay, let my master save him, my master is amazing." Bai Yiheng said quickly.

The old monk rolled his eyes, "I think of your master at this moment? Why don't you say that your master eats and eats?" He snorted coldly, rolled down his sleeves, and looked up at Han who was hiding in the corner of the yard. Yu, "That little Shura, I'm not full, is there anything else to eat?"

"No...it's gone." Han Yu waved his hands again and again.

"It's gone? If it's gone, I'll drink your blood." The old monk walked towards him.

"Yes, yes." Han Yu quickly jumped up, "Kitchen, I'll take you to the kitchen."

"It's not too bad." The old monk followed Han Yu to the kitchen with his hands behind his back.

Watching the old monk leave, Pei Shuo frowned slightly. Does this person seem familiar?
(End of this chapter)