Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 72 The omen of bad luck
Seeing this, the sick and weak boy beside him could not help but wonder, "Brother and that little girl know each other?"

King Zhao turned his head and glanced at him, smiled and nodded slightly, "It's...that we had a relationship."

The little girl tested the characters for him, and said that she should go back in peace and wait for the news, and within three days, news from her brother would be sent to his house.

Counting the days, tomorrow will be the third day, but he was waiting in the mansion, and he didn't wait for the letter with only a few words...

Inexplicably a little irritable in my heart, I really want to find the little girl to ask clearly.

Thinking of this, King Zhao said to a few teenagers around him, "Although it is inconvenient for us to disturb Jiang's family affairs, but we have a classmate friendship with Brother Jiang He, let's go and see, what do you think?"

Everyone saw that His Highness was very worried, as if he wanted to go over and take a look, but it was inconvenient to say it clearly, so they nodded in agreement.

We moved the steps to King Zhao to come down, and gave many high-sounding reasons to comfort His Highness. We didn't want to take care of other people's family affairs. We just walked with King Zhao towards the study for the sake of our sincere classmates.

The sick and weak boy coughed, and there was a slight smile on his face, "This little girl doesn't look like a small person, but her temper is not small. How did my brother know her?"

Shen Yun thought about the situation when he met the little girl that night, and after thinking about it, he chose some insignificant things to talk about, avoiding the matter of asking the little girl to test her words.

On the other side, Jiang Fugui received the news that His Royal Highness King Zhao and Prince Yun had passed the mansion. He was thinking of going to the front yard to welcome the two when he heard a loud "bang" from the courtyard.

This bastard Jiang Li trotted in with a smirk on his face, his eyes full of stars watching the show, "Sir, come here, come on, knock on the door."

Jiang Fugui roared at him angrily, "Who is calling at the door?"

Someone came to the door, you are still in such a good mood, the master really gave you a meal for nothing!

"The four girls brought someone to call."

Jiang Fugui's face was bewildered, and at first he thought he had heard it wrong, but when he understood and digested the news, his nose was almost crooked: "It's nonsense!"

There are so many guests in the mansion today, and the little girl actually brought someone to call him here? ?
This is an obvious rebellion!
Jiang Fugui rushed out of the study door, and saw a small ball sitting with its head tilted back to him in front of the stone table in the garden, with an orange in its paws, peeling and eating it.

How could Jiang Li say something to come to the door!
Jiang Fugui turned his head and glared at Jiang Li.

Isn't the girl sitting on the stool and eating oranges?

What to fight?

Jiang Li winked at him, intending to let him take a look at the field next to him.

Jiang Fugui glanced and realized that next to the little girl's stone stool, there was a man with a painful expression on his face.

Isn't this his nephew Jiang Hyuk?

Why is Jiang He tied up like a zongzi, and his expression looks so painful?
Jiang Fugui suddenly had a bad omen that his daughter was going to do something, and his nephew seemed to be in bad luck. The muscles on his face trembled unpredictably with his expression.

"Little Si, what are you doing?"

Jiang Nai heard the old father's roar, turned her head and smiled innocently at him.

Jiang Fugui's words that he wanted to scold were all dispelled by this laugh, and the roar, which had been brewing for a long time, was somehow stuck in his throat.

The bastard is incredible, he is still like a ball at a young age, but his smile has a tendency to overwhelm the city.

(End of this chapter)