After reconciliation, I was stared at by the sickly son-in-law

Chapter 177 Washing hands in gold basin
fiancée?
The shitty things he did?

How dare she say it!

Thus, under the leadership of the guards, Lin Nuanwei walked into Prince Shan's mansion and into Chu Zhaoge's study.

"Jing Pei, step back first, keep your mouth shut, and know what to say and what not to say." Chu Zhaoge gritted his teeth and warned the guard word by word.

Lin Nuan didn't care about his own face, he wanted more, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

"I understand from a lowly position, don't worry, my little prince." The guard kept his mouth shut and reassured Chu Zhaoge.

Chu Zhaoge looked at it, really angry, what kind of expression does this guy have?
Do you really believe Lin Nuanwei's words?

He looked around, then picked up the vase next to it and threw it at the guard. He was furious and swears: "Understood? You know what a fart, why don't you get out!"

"Yes, yes, resign from the humble position." The guard didn't want to be hit by the vase, so he resigned tactfully.

"Brother Zhao, you are so kind." Lin Nuan smiled. She could see that when Chu Zhaoge threw the vase, he didn't throw it at the guard's body, but threw it directly at his feet.

Facing Lin Nuanwei's nonsensical sentence, Chu Zhaoge understood it all at once, and he sneered, "That's a method you haven't seen before."

"You thought that guard was just an ordinary guard?"

Lin Nuan frowned slightly, and asked curiously, "What is it if it's not a guard?"

She thought carefully about the guard just now. He had a promiscuous face and was very handsome. He didn't look like a janitor at first glance.

"Killer." Chu Zhaoge said in a low voice, and made a gesture of wiping his neck: "The kind that kills without blinking an eye."

But it didn't frighten Lin Nuanwei at all. When she heard that it was the killer, she became even more excited: "Then why did you become the guard of Prince Shan's Mansion?"

Chu Zhaoge looked at the enthusiastic Lin Nuanwei, feeling helpless, he hummed: "Because he has washed his hands in the gold basin."

"..." Lin Nuanwei was speechless: "Brother Zhao, doesn't that mean you didn't say anything? Of course I know he has washed his hands."

Otherwise, he would be willing to be a janitor.

"I want to ask, why did he come to Prince Shan's mansion as a guard instead of elsewhere."

Chu Zhaoge played tricks: "This matter has nothing to do with you, I don't need to tell you, young master."

In fact, Jing Pei collected money to kill him. At that time, he and him were on a [-]-[-] basis, and Jing Pei still had a great hope of completing the task.

But Jing Pei was unlucky. He met Ning Yichen, and within a few strokes, he was beaten to the ground by that black-hearted guy Ning Yichen.

Thus, the undefeated No. [-] killer in Jianghu fell into his hands.

Jing Pei feels ashamed, he has no face to be a killer anymore, so he just washes his hands.

Chu Zhaoge actually knew that the reason why Jing Pei really quit the arena and did not want to engage in blood-licking business was not only because of this, but the most important reason was said to be because of the lady who liked to write scripts.

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad for beauty.

Jing Pei wanted to give his wife a stable life, but if he didn't become a killer, he would have no source of income, so he stalked Chu Zhaoge and asked Chu Zhaoge to find him a job.

As a result, the killer who was once feared in the world became a small guard of Prince Shan's mansion incognito.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, this girl doesn't want to know at all." Lin Nuanwei also hummed.

"Brother Zhao, guess what I came here for today?"

Chu Zhaoge rolled a blank look at Lin Nuanwei, sat down on the chair like an old man, and said nonchalantly, "I don't want to guess whether you like to talk or not."

"It's about Master." Lin Nuanwei didn't care about Chu Zhaoge's attitude at all. She sat beside Chu Zhaoge very bluntly and looked at him: "Can you contact Master?"

Chu Zhaoge glanced at Lin Nuanwei, she really wanted to find him.

He thought she just wanted to see him.

It's him who is being self-indulgent.

Chu Zhaoge's tone suddenly became a little sour: "What do you want to do with that bald donkey?"

"Brother Zhao, he is your teacher and my teacher. How can you call him a bald donkey? He doesn't understand the rules." Lin Nuanwei completely forgot that she and Chu Zhaoge were inseparable, and taught Chu Zhaoge a serious lesson.

Chu Zhaoge rolled a blank look at Lin Nuanwei, very disdainful: "What kind of person are you who knows the rules? Who called him a stinky monk before?"

"Besides, you're wrong. It's you, not me, that stinky monk taught me. Apart from giving me this red rope, he didn't even teach me a fart. He still wants me to respect him and do that. Go to the Spring and Autumn Dream." Chu Zhaoge became more and more angry, and finally burst into foul language again.

Lin Nuanwei did not expect Chu Zhaoge to be so excited.

And then there's the shock.

It turned out that the master recognized Brother Zhao as an apprentice only in name, and had not taught him anything.

No wonder Brother Zhao is so angry. If it were her, she might have deceived the master and exterminated the ancestors long ago.

I thought that the stinky monk was just being unreliable to her and partial to Brother Zhao, but I didn't expect that he favored her because she wrongly blamed Master.

Thinking of this, Lin Nuanwei felt balanced for a long time.

"Brother Zhao, don't be angry, maybe Master has something to hide."

Chu Zhaoge snorted coldly, he didn't believe such nonsense as Unspeakable Yin.

He glanced at Lin Nuanwei: "Don't talk about these things, tell me, why are you looking for Master?"

Lin Nuan hesitated slightly, she was considering whether to tell Chu Zhaoge about this matter.

Chu Zhaoge saw Lin Nuanwei's embarrassment, so he didn't force her to ask, but just looked at her.

Forget it, the matter has not yet been determined, and the mother and empress also said that it is not appropriate to speak out for the time being. Although she trusts brother Zhao not to talk nonsense, she doesn't want him to worry about it.

"Brother Zhao, I can't tell you about this right now, but I assure you, you will find out soon."

Chu Zhaoge frowned: "If you don't say it, you won't say it, and I didn't force you to say it. Why are you so serious?"

"I'm not afraid that Brother Zhao will get angry with you." That's what he said, but his tone was so righteous.

"However, Master is less reliable than me. Brother Zhao, you don't know his whereabouts either." Lin Nuan sighed a long sigh.

Come on, she had to think of other ways.

Chu Zhaoge finally gained the upper hand: "You are wrong, I really know the whereabouts of that smelly monk."

Lin Nuanwei's eyes suddenly lit up with little stars: "Really?"

"That's natural." Chu Zhaoge smiled triumphantly.

Although the master didn't teach him anything, he had promised him that if he had any troubles and wanted to ask him, he could just send a letter to Hanshan Temple.

In less than three days, he will appear.

It's just that he has been running around in the past few years, and he didn't want to ask him when he was in trouble, so he never sent a letter.

(End of this chapter)