The prince and concubine of the poor family will catch ghosts

Chapter 156 Identity
The master in the pavilion who was originally concentrating on playing chess picked up the sunspots, but didn't let them fall, and looked at Beichen Wuyou with some surprise: "If you make up your mind, then if you win this game, the old monk will also intervene in this worldly matter. "

Beichen Wuyou's eyes slowly retracted and landed on the chess board, the corners of his lips raised slightly, showing a confident look: "How does the emperor's uncle plan to intervene?"

"That depends on how you win?" The master was in high spirits, twisting up the rosary in one hand, while making a steady move, he said quite proudly: "Although you have the talent for strategizing, you are only young after all. The chess game is as good as your heart." born, you?"

"Really?" Beichen Wuyou twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and dropped his voice in disapproval, without thinking for a moment.

The master couldn't help but shook his head regretfully, and the rosary in his hand slowed down, sighing and falling down, but when he saw the opposite Beichen Wuyou's falling Baizi, he was stunned and couldn't help but say something. He praised: "I press every step of the way, but you slowly retreat, but in the retreat, you crush my lifeline to death. Sure enough, the green is better than the blue, and this round, I lost." He admired Looking at the chess game, he seemed a little bit unwilling, but also a little relieved that the Beichen family had finally figured out a young man who made people look up to him, "Chess is born from failure, and changes are hidden in the middle of stability. It is indeed admirable to catch the opponent by surprise. What you said just now , I also took it back."

"The emperor's uncle admits it." Beichen Wuyou glanced at the chess game indifferently, and waited for what he promised himself just now.

The master's heart is like a mirror, so why doesn't he know what he wants to say, but he is a little surprised by his request. Instead of such a beautiful country, he just wants to give that girl a serious status.It is rare to have a lover, but the master is unavoidably worried that he will be trapped by love one day like this!
Seeing that he did not speak for a long time, Bei Chen Wuyou got up and walked out of the pavilion, facing Gao Yuyuan from Marquis Wen'an Mansion.

The white snow in the distant mountains, the plain red plums, and the dark and elegant plum branches, the charming and charming her standing there actually made this proud Hanxue lose some of her color.His eyes softened with the delicate figure, and a slight smile appeared on his handsome cheeks: "Although the emperor's uncle is old, I'm afraid he has never experienced it before. How does it feel to have someone make your heart move? "

When the master heard this, the rosary in his hand stopped immediately, and turned his head to stare at him with some annoyance: "Hmph, I am a monk, the six roots are pure, and the four elements are empty."

Beichen Wuyou didn't refute his words, but just slightly raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Yes, color is emptiness and color!"

The master glared at him again, and finally got up and twisted his fat body, walked towards the outside of the pavilion, and attracted a little novice, who didn't know what he said in the eyes of the little novice, and the little novice was stunned After a while, I turned to look at the female relatives of Marquis Wen'an's mansion on the opposite side, and then ran away in a hurry.

And the master smiled triumphantly at Beichen and said, "Since you don't look down on the status of the prostitute of Marquis Wen'an's mansion, then I will give her the status of a righteous daughter, haha!"

According to this status, Gao Yuyuan will be Beichen Wuyou's grandma in the future, so she can't make Beichen Wuyou mad.

But I didn't expect that Beichen Wuyou not only wasn't even half annoyed, but rather agreed: "Thank you, Emperor Uncle, this way, even the Holy One won't be able to meddle in her marriage."

His understanding made the master a little unhappy, as if he had punched the cotton heavily.So he cleared his throat, "Since she is the adoptive daughter of the old monk, the marriage should be decided by the old monk!"

"Uncle Huang, you are a monk, and the four things that you promised are empty!" Beichen Wuyou said, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and walked away, the master was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Great-great-grandson is so heartless, I'm angry with you!"

He also said that Gao Sishui and the others were already indulging in Beichen's worry-free beauty. She, Gao Yalan and Gao Ru had never lived in harmony like they did now. The sisters were intimate, and Gao Yuyuan next to her got goosebumps from time to time. .

And she stood aside, unable to intervene in their conversation, feeling a little embarrassed to be excluded, just at this moment, a little novice monk came and said that their master saw that her bones were so strange, and wanted to invite her to take a look .

Gao Yuyuan was stunned at the time. Although she didn't know what this master wanted to do, but you are a monk, can you find a better excuse?What is clear and strange bones? Do you want me to shave my head and join you to learn Yi Jin Jing?
Of course, Gao Yuyuan couldn't say that, she just greeted the three sisters who had almost no time to answer her words, and followed the little monk.

Although it is said that intrigues and tricks are indispensable in this high-ranking family, but seeing the reluctance of the little novice when speaking, one can be sure that no one wants to harm himself or the like.

What's more, people who don't like her at the moment don't have time to talk to her!Everyone is looking at the number one talent in the capital.

As the little novice walked a few winding paths, the more he walked, the more remote he felt, as if he was going to the back of the mountain, so Gao Yuyuan became defensive, not wanting the little novice to stop seeing her not moving, so he couldn't help but stop and turn around Turning around, she begged and said: "This female benefactor, the monk is just a loyal person, you should take a few steps!"

The poor little monk was first summoned by Master Juekong to invite this young lady, and then stopped by the Shizi who was obviously with Master Juekong and asked her to bring the little girl here.

Everyone thinks that the son of the world is Wushuang, but no matter how I look at his eyes, there is a kind of gloomy calculation!

The little monk was chubby, comparable to Master Juekong, and he was still young, so he was chubby. Gao Yuyuan couldn't help pinching his chubby cheeks, "Okay, look at you!" This is pitiful, my sister will go with you!"

But the little monk was so frightened by her actions that he stepped back three feet, and shouted: "Amitabha! Amitabha, this female benefactor touched me first!"

Seeing this, Gao Yuyuan couldn't help but twitched the corner of her mouth, "You little monk is not cute at all!" It was as if she was molesting a boy from a good family.

The little monk looked frightened, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a white-clothed young man coming from the opposite plum blossom path, and hurriedly said to Gao Yuyuan as if he had been pardoned: "I will trouble the female benefactor to come to Master Juekong's courtyard later." Then As if wishing to grow four legs, he ran away desperately!
When Gao Yuyuan saw his back, she felt as if she was going away, thinking that she didn't care about him, did she?Turning his head full of doubts, a familiar scent of medicine entered his nostrils, and his forehead touched a warm and cool chest.

She lowered her head subconsciously, and what she saw was a pair of men's white boots embroidered with golden tripod patterns.

She bumped into a man's chest, whether it was a hug or not, if the man was a peerless son like the Prince Ning's mansion, it would be fine, but if it was an ugly monster~ how would she face it when she always judged people by their appearance?
So, after thinking about it, Gao Yuyuan still didn't raise her head, her heart was in a mess, wondering if she should pretend to faint like Miss Jiao?
She was struggling with her thoughts when suddenly a warm and deep familiar voice floated over her head. The voice was very gentle, like flowing water with the smell of green grass in the early spring, and it was as intoxicating as the old wine.

(End of this chapter)