Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 104

"Young Master is a dragon among men. This old man should bow down and salute three times and call Long Live three times, but it must be inappropriate for you to go on a visit in modest clothes. I hope you will forgive me." Even if he can see and guess Ming Qihan's identity so easily, he is much more advanced than ordinary magic sticks.

"It's just—" Before Ming Qihan could speak, the old man had already sighed regretfully.

With this sigh, Ying behind Ming Qihan frowned slightly, and Ying who was about to go forward to drive away the nonsense old man was stopped by Ming Qihan's casually raised hand, and paused , since the master doesn't mind, he naturally has no reason to act rashly.

"Why is the old man sighing so much?" Ming Qihan was extremely good-tempered, as if that sigh did not touch his majesty as an emperor, instead he raised his eyebrows with interest and continued to ask.

"Emperor, destined to be alone. You are not the real king now, but one day, you will be the real king. The emperor star is slowly approaching your Draco star, and it has not been affected in any way. It seems that what you have to wait for today I will let you down." The old man said every word very seriously.

"Disappointed?" Ming Qihan really didn't dare to underestimate this old man now, not only did he easily reveal his identity, he even knew who he was going to wait for today.It's just that he is not a real king now, and will become a real king one day. What does this mean?What does the sentence destined to be lonely mean? Why did he say that he will be disappointed today?

Ming Qihan's eyes as deep and bright as the stars in the dark night flickered, and then he raised the corners of his lips disdainfully, seemingly smiling, but there was no smile in those eyes: "The person I want to wait for always says the same thing, she Since you agreed to go to the appointment, you will definitely let me wait for her."

"It's so good, it's so good..." The old man muttered a few words to himself, and sighed softly. He didn't know if he really felt that he was wrong, or because the majesty of the emperor made him dare not say any more. Speaking words that others could not understand, the old man continued to walk forward on his own, and soon disappeared in the crowd.

"Master..." Of course Ying knew that her master was very unhappy now.

"It's nothing." Ming Qihan interrupted Ying's words lightly, and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened: "I have always believed that the guy who had the audacity to break into the deep palace at night fell from the sky, and she did not ask for my consent. Breaking into my world, everything is arranged by God's will. I am the emperor of the Dahan Dynasty, and she is a citizen of the Dahan Dynasty. She is destined not to escape from my grasp. You should think so too Bar?"

Ming Qihan spoke very casually, but asked Ying in a daze. It's their subordinates' business to inquire about the master's affairs, but now the master seems to be asking him something. It's not true if he really answers it, and it's not true if he doesn't answer it. .

"Forget it, I guess you won't be able to answer." Ming Qihan smiled, as if he felt that he was really stunned just now, and his mood was affected by a charlatan, and now he asked Ying these things that he couldn't answer at all. question.

However, he believes that she will come, she will definitely come...

Shangfu.

Because the sky is getting hotter day by day, Shang Mo is always afraid of heat, and here is no better than the days in Yinshan Pass, because in Yinshan Pass, although it is cold in winter, it is cool in summer.

So today, Shang Mo has taken several baths and changed several clothes, and it was not until nightfall that she cooled down a lot. Only then did she have the time to calm down, holding a brush with one hand while lightly holding the brush with the other in front of the table. Gently pinched her wide sleeves to avoid being stained with ink. There was a candle on the table, and the light was not very good, but she could vaguely see the graceful and domineering handwriting on the roll of paper spread out in front of her.

"I want to learn from the ancient style and revive my heroic spirit. My reputation is like dung, and those who disdain the benevolent ridiculed me. I wear a sharpened iron sword and kill people when I get angry. I cut off my stock and drink wine, talking and laughing. It takes ten weeks to kill an enemy. .Dedicated to Zhutian Guangyou, and Jieming Mingqing..."

Jubilant and domineering seem to be two contradictory words, but they are perfectly appropriate to describe Shang Mo's handwriting, not to mention how arrogant and arrogant her poems are, the handwriting is enough to make people marvel. It is said that this is the handwriting of a man, but it looks neat and pleasing to the eye as a whole. One can tell that it is from the handwriting of a daughter's family. , but with the unrestrained vigor that only a man can have, she is really a strange woman, not comparable to ordinary men and women.

"Oh, my little aunt, you don't write when the light is good during the day, but when it's dark at night, you like to light a lamp to write and draw, so you don't worry about damaging your eyes!" At this moment, Jin Gu walked in , the voice was quite complaining, she really couldn't do anything with her young lady, she just didn't know how to take care of her body.

"It smells so good, Jin Gu, what delicious food did you make for me?" Shang Mo put down his pen, and changed the subject with a smile, making it so funny that Jin Gu really scolded her, and it wasn't wrong if she didn't.

"You girl, it's Longevity Noodles." Jin Gu really couldn't laugh or cry, the little ancestor really forgot that today is her own birthday.

"Miss, really, I don't even remember my birthday." Nuan Yun giggled, jumped in from outside, took the food box in Jin Gu's hand, and began to bring it to the table, mouth still He muttered: "The tenth day of the seventh month, Miss's birthday! Logically speaking, today is Miss's 15th birthday, and this year I have to hold a ceremony. However, Miss, you don't like to do superficial things. It is definitely not good for Miss Birthday Banquet." I agree, but getting Ji is a major event in life, and the ceremony of Ji Ji must be done..."

"How much is July today?" Shang Mo's face was startled suddenly, as if he suddenly remembered something important, his face became serious in an instant.

The sudden seriousness made Nuan Yun stunned, and she blinked her innocent eyes inexplicably: "The tenth day of the seventh lunar month, Miss's birthday..."

Life was hard in the past, and of course no one would care about Miss Seven’s birthday. Only she and Jin Gu would serve Miss Longevity Noodles to celebrate her birthday at this time of year. Although it’s different now, the birthday noodles have It has become a habit, the lady should not even remember her own birthday.

Of course Nuan Yun and the others don't know that the "Miss" in front of them changed hands when she was nine years old, and Shang Mo went to Yinshan Pass not long after that, how could she know about these birthdays.

"The tenth day of the seventh lunar month?" Shang Mo repeated these words, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he yelled, "Oh!"

(End of this chapter)