King Quan's medical concubine is not easy to mess with

Chapter 63 Unraveling the lottery

Thinking of the heavy hand feeling when she moved the teapot just now, the smile on Su Muyao's face froze: "Since that's the case, then Mu Yao will boil another cup and bring it to you when you are ready to eat."

Gu Junyi's thin lips curled up lightly: "Since Miss Su has such a heart, it's hard for me to refuse."

Seeing Su Muyao smiled upon hearing the words, Gu Junyi paused and added: "However, Miss Shen also suffered some injuries, can I trouble Miss Su to prepare an extra serving of this soup?"

"!" Gu Junyi actually asked her to make soup for Shen Wenliang?
The forced smile on Su Muyao's face was already faltering at this time, but in order to get Gu Junyi, she still pretended to be nonchalant and said: "It's the prince who is thoughtful, but Mu Yao is careless."

"Miss Su is too modest." Gu Junyi had a distant smile on his brows.

After waiting for a long time, seeing that Su Muyao had no intention of leaving, Gu Jun raised his eyes in confusion: "Miss Su, is there anything else?"

Su Muyao was fascinated by Gu Junyi's side face, but suddenly he was so little broken by him, and the embarrassment and embarrassment instantly covered her face.

She held the handle of the food box tightly with her fingers, and kneaded it back and forth: "No, no more."

"Then please go back, the king is a little tired."

Gu Jun also lowered his head, stroking his temples with his slender fingers.

Su Muyao felt a little wronged, but she didn't have the identity to tell Gu Junyi about her grievances.

She bit her lower lip, forced a faint smile and said, "Then the prince should rest well, and Mu Yao will come to see you later."

"En." Gu Jun also closed his eyes, covering up the impatience and boredom in his eyes.

As soon as Su Muyao left, Gu Junyi lifted his robe and went straight to the place where the lottery was asked in the temple.

"You, how can you do this?!"

Before they arrived, Gu Junyi heard Yun Lan's shocked voice coming from the Buddhist hall not far away.

He raised his eyelids slightly, and slightly raised his eyebrows in the direction of the voice.

Going a little closer, through the open door, Gu Junyi saw Shen Wenliang, who was kneeling on the futon and holding a bucket with a lottery, and Yun Lan, who was standing aside with a face like "he has never seen the world".

"Why not?" Shen Wenliang looked up at Yun Lan innocently.

Yun Lan stretched out her hand, angrily pointing at the several wooden sticks lying on the ground in disarray: "How can you ask for sticks like this?"

"How about me?!" When Shen Wenliang said this, she was confident and confident.

"You, you..." Yun Lan looked at Shen Wenliang and then at the lottery bucket in her arms, momentarily at a loss for words.

When ordinary people ask for a lottery, they always take the lottery to find out whichever one comes out.But Shen Wenliang is fine, shake one out and see if he doesn't like it, then throw it away and shake another one.

And judging from her posture, today is the end of the day only if she shakes out the one she is satisfied with.

Finally, when Shen Wenliang drew the seventh wooden stick, the little monk guarding here couldn't sit still: "The benefactor is a person with roots of wisdom. It doesn't matter if you don't ask for this stick, everything has its own destiny."

However, just as the little monk finished speaking, Shen Wenliang held a wooden stick and said, "Just this one."

Yun Lan: "..."

Monk: "..."

Gu Junyi's gaze was always locked on Shen Wenliang's body. He listened to the conversation inside, and the smile on his lips gradually deepened.

"His Royal Highness King An."

Hongren's deep voice suddenly sounded from behind Gu Junyi.

Gu Jun also turned around when he heard the sound, and everyone in the Buddhist hall could naturally hear it, Shen Wenliang and Yun Lan both looked back and followed the sound.

Seeing Gu Junyi's eyes full of smiles, Shen Wenliang immediately knew that he must have seen what happened just now.

Originally, I just wanted to tease Yun Lan, but now it's a good thing, I've humiliated you in front of Gu Junyi.

She hid the wooden stick in her hand behind her back, and said in a complaining tone, "Why are you here?"

"Huh? You don't want me to come?"

"How come?" Yun Lan interjected with the expression of seeing the savior.

Hongren followed behind Gu Junyi, looked at Shen Wenliang from a distance and said kindly: "Miss Shen, can I ask the old monk to untie the lottery?"

Unsign?What sign did she ask for?

Shen Wenliang clenched the wooden stick tightly: "Master may not know something, this is—"

"Just solve the one you selected, Miss Shen."

Shen Wenliang was taken aback, how did Hong Ren know that his lot was picked?Could it be that he saw it just now?

It's all right now, she's lost everyone.

Shen Wenliang shook his head: "This lot...can't be counted."

"Don't refuse the benefactor. The abbot will release the lottery in person, but it's an opportunity that no one else can ask for." Seeing Shen Wenliang's sincere refusal, the young monk persuaded him a little anxiously.

Thinking of his behavior of throwing the signature papers around, Shen Wenliang smiled dryly at Hongren, but didn't know what to say.

Yun Lan looked at her from the side and said softly: "It doesn't matter if you untie it once."

Hearing this, Shen Wenliang turned to Gu Junyi secretly with his eyes begging for help, hoping that he could help him clean up this mess.

But when he saw him looking at him blankly, there was a smile that couldn't be concealed in his eyes.

It seems to be saying: You can figure it out yourself.

Shen Wenliang narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Hongren watched from the side, and stroked his beard: "Ask for a lottery, it is a destiny; choosing a lottery, it is a relationship with people. And all things in the world are all about the law of fate, the unity of heaven and man, and sincerity when fate comes, there is no need to force it."

With so many people looking at him, Shen Wenliang was too embarrassed to push back.

She took the wooden stick she was holding in front of her, handed it to Hongren and said: "Just now I forgive the junior for being rude, master, please forgive me."

Hong Ren took the wooden stick and rubbed it with his fingertips for a while.

He pondered and said: "The two generations have a good relationship, and people are loyal to the emperor's declaration. In today's world, things are upside down, and we meet several times to change the old face."

"..."

Shen Wenliang couldn't understand that there were only four words on the signature, how did Hongren solve so many words?
"It sounds like a lottery." Yun Lan said with joy in her eyes, "But I still need to ask Master to give me some advice."

"Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and all things have their own gods."

"The predestined relationship between the two worlds fits into one person."

"Fortune and misfortune...it's still unknown."

After Hong Ren finished speaking, Shen Wenliang cast a look at Gu Junyi and Yun Lan: Look, it's the same as not being solved.

Gu Jun also frowned, thinking about Hongren's words.

However, just when Yun Lan wanted to ask something more, Gu Junyi raised his head and said with a smile, "Thank you, Master."

Yun Lan pursed her lips, and had no choice but to swallow the words back into her stomach.

Shen Wenliang and Yun Lan didn't pay much attention to this episode.

However, on the way back for the three of them, Gu Junyi was still thinking about the signature issued by Hongren.

But because they were going to move back to the courtyard tonight, Gu Junyi never had a chance to talk to Shen Wenliang.

It wasn't until before dinner that Gu Junyi finally created a short two-person space between him and Shen Wenliang by calling Shen Wenliang to eat.

Looking at Gu Junyi who suddenly appeared behind her, Shen Wenliang's thrush's hands trembled in fright, and a black line slanted across her smooth forehead.

(End of this chapter)