Hilarious pet wife: unscrupulous couples will turn the world upside down

Chapter 148 Go to Your Uncle’s Immortal Style (3)

"I heard that this account book-like thing was stolen by Zhou Yong, the border guard. He originally wanted to take this roster to Beijing to sue the imperial court. Unfortunately, he was shot before he even arrived at Jiayuguan." The Eighth Prince patiently explained, and after he finished speaking, he glanced around between the true cultivator and Ye Rui.

When the true Taoist heard what he said, his heart jumped immediately, and he looked at Ye Rui in the same way. Ye Rui looked at them incomprehensibly, why did everyone look at him?
Only the Eighth Prince continued: "Someone saw that the last person Zhou Yong met before he died was a Taoist priest!" He took a deep look at Ye Rui and said, "The Taoist priest even brought a female apprentice!"

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, the subtext can't be that those two people are Ye Rui and her master, if you don't admit it at this time, then you can't justify it.

Sure enough, the true cultivator sighed and said, "Indeed, he was the last grassroots person to meet!"

The emperor was immediately excited, and said with a fake smile: "Then he handed over the account book to you, the Taoist?"

"No!" Unfortunately, the true cultivator shook his head and denied.

When the emperor heard this, he was immediately disappointed, his face became a little gloomy and uncertain, and he looked at Ye Rui again, as if he was thinking about something.

Ye Rui's heart suddenly twitched, isn't he going to change his mind?No, her freedom and her future cannot be ruined here!

She immediately called out in a low voice: "Master, Master!"

The real cultivator saw her hooking her finger at him, glanced at the emperor cautiously, then moved over silently, only to hear Ye Rui lying beside his ear and saying: "Master, you can have this!"

"There's really no such thing!" The true cultivator shook his head helplessly.

Ye Rui immediately became anxious, and said with trembling voice: "This is really necessary!"

"Really not! I can't change myself, can I?" The true cultivator shook his head and said like a pest.

"There really isn't one, why don't you make it up?" Ye Rui leaned forward again, and said with a bad face: "My future depends on you!"

The Eighth Prince couldn't help but let out a "puchi" laugh, well, it's really rare to be able to whisper so blatantly and widely.

He took a peek at the emperor's expression, and saw that his expression was not changing at this time, it seems that he heard them say that they plan to compile an account book, is that okay?Are they planning to treat the emperor as a fool?

The emperor pretended to raise the teacup to hide his unease, but just as he was about to drink it, he heard the real Taoist yell in surprise: "Yes, Your Majesty, there really is such a thing!"

The cup was raised to his mouth, but the emperor's hand froze. This, this guy is really planning to make one up!It's too much!

But he didn't say anything, but forced a smile, took a sip of his tea, and smiled at the true cultivator.

I saw a true cultivator writhing back and forth on his body. What iron nails, rotten handles, and straw paper were thrown all over the floor, including a whole set of wooden cards. Is it because he is ready to play mahjong at any time?

Ye Rui also looked at him miraculously, she didn't expect that her master's belly could hold so many things, now he is not like Santa Claus, he is just a doraemon!

"Hey, it's here, it's here!" The true cultivator also exclaimed with surprise on his face, "Fortunately, he didn't throw it away!" He stretched out his hand and was about to hand it to the emperor.

(End of this chapter)