Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 545 Is he about to burp!

"Do the math, it has to be done." Mo Junli nodded his head in a daze, how could he dare to play that shameless play with Master Mu?
What's more, when they fought just now, he could tell that his little girl's martial arts skills are really not bad, and she shouldn't have any problems after going to Fuli.

Besides, this trip may not be as dangerous as they thought, after all, his intuition didn't make him feel too much resistance to Fu Li, instead, he had a mysterious premonition.

Maybe they will have some unusual gains this time——

The young man closed his eyes, then laughed and pushed the little girl out of the martial arts arena: "Aci, you rest, I will tell them to go down and prepare the car immediately."

"That's about the same." Mu Xici muttered in a low voice, then turned to look at the young man with a playful smile, "Remember to prepare another basin of cold water, or bring two pieces of Coptis chinensis."

Cold, cold water, coptis.

The smile on Mo Junli's face froze suddenly, he frowned and looked down at the little girl for a while, then managed to force a bitter smile: "A Ci, you are really going to pour cold water on the Duke of the country, to stop you Huang Lian?"

"Otherwise?" Master Mu tilted his head and said it was a matter of course, "If my father is too frightened to come up and pass out, then he has to use that thing to stimulate him."

"The key is that the few silver needles I brought out today have been scrapped just now, and there are no extras on my body, so I can't pierce his acupuncture points, otherwise, I will treat the acupuncture points that are the most painful and ruthless all over my body. also."

The little girl shrugged her shoulders slightly, and her tone was very understated: "It's just that my father, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, should have a higher pain tolerance than ordinary people, and he might have to pierce it all at once."

"It's just that, more needles will be consumed."

"Then... which acupoints are those?" The young man pouted, asking one more question like a cheapie.

When Mu Xici heard the words, he turned his head amusedly, his eyes quietly and slowly swept across the acupuncture points on his body, and then turned his head away again: "Understood?"

Mo Junli only felt a chill on the top of his head, a pain on his face, a whizzing wind on the back of his neck, a blockage in his chest, numbness in his limbs, and cramps in his stomach.

He hastily covered his head and hugged his neck, bowed to hide his chest, waist and abdomen, tucked his tail and slipped away swiftly, never mentioning about the acupoint——

He originally wanted to tell the little master that it doesn't matter if you use up a few needles, there are still some ordinary silver needles that can be used by the doctor in his house, but he thought about those acupuncture points carefully, and the prince might be tied into a hedgehog at that time...

Well, it's better for him not to say anything.

In case his future father-in-law finds out later that he gave the little girl the silver needle...

Then wouldn't he want to die?

——Coptis chinensis and cold water are good, except that one is a little bitter and the other is a little wet, but there is nothing wrong with it.

The young man swallowed furtively, shook his head, and forced himself to forcibly shake off the gaudy ghost thoughts in his head, An Sheng told Yanchuan and the others to prepare the car.

The attendants of the Prince's Mansion were always agile, and they had already prepared the carriage for entering the palace not long after.

The brass bell swayed and sang and ran all the way towards the imperial city, Yan Chuan put away his whip and hummed an out-of-tune song leisurely.

"Yan Chuan seems to be in a good mood today." Master Mu twitched his lips uncontrollably while listening to the strangely good-to-bad tune, "This seems to be the first time I've heard him hum."

"Well, maybe it was your performance in the martial arts training ground that deeply hit the self-confidence of those monkeys in the mansion." Mo Junli shook his brows, "Before we left, those bastards were already in the martial arts training ground We got started again."

"This is quite rare. Yan Chuan complained to me two days ago, saying that the gang of hidden guards in the mansion are getting more and more ignorant."

"Thinking about it this way, it's indeed possible." Mu Xici nodded solemnly, and from now on she no longer entangled in Yan Chuan's humming, thinking about how she should talk to her father later.

——As everyone knows, what really makes Commander Yan so happy is actually the pitiful scene he imagined in his mind, that his master might be detained on the spot by a little girl in the future.

hmm~
Thinking of his master's miserable life in the next few decades, he couldn't help being so happy~
As Yan Chuan thought about it, the little tune on his mouth became more and more cheerful.

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"What? That elder ghost clamored to see you, and said that he wanted to see you as your uncle?"

In the imperial study room, after listening to what the two children said, Mo Jingyao couldn't help staring and howling, "Is he about to belch, or did he accidentally eat something and ruin his brain?"

"It's not like that old guy can do it!"

"...It's not yelling, it's just that someone wrote a letter and sent it over." Mo Junli covered his ears and complained. His father's voice was as loud as ever, and these two voices almost didn't make him deaf.

What's more, the old man's attitude towards Yuan Sui... doesn't seem to be as gnashing of teeth and hatred to the marrow as he expected, which is somewhat subtle.

"As for the hiccups, hiccups...cough, he is indeed terminally ill and will soon die." The young man gritted his teeth, "According to the news from the person I arranged on the other side of Fuli, he can live for at least one more month. "

The old man in their family loses face more and more as he gets older, he can put all kinds of vulgar words in his mouth, and he is not afraid of scaring the flowers and plants in the palace.

"Hey, then his braids are quite early." Emperor Yunjing's tone was cool, and his brows were swished, "It deserves it, let him take it easy early in the morning, and don't stare at those two heirs every day—— "

"It's messy enough for them to help them leave the front court. If you want to change me, you will be exhausted after tossing the front court alone. There is no time to run into the backyard."

"He just doesn't believe in that evil—heh, what's going on now, fuck | overwork × death..." Mo Jingyao touched his mouth up and down, and opened his mouth to spit out a bunch of things.

Mo Junli saw that his old man was about to lose the door, so he quickly picked up the pastry on the table, and gagged his mouth with quick eyesight and quick hands.

"Old man, Ah Ci is still here, why do you dare to say anything!" The boy said with a dark face.

This kind of nasty talk, it's fine for the two of them to chat in private on weekdays, but now that their little girl is still present, how can they say such things, dirty her ears!

"Do you dare to be serious!" Mo Jun's eyes were full of hatred.

Emperor Yun Jing, who was almost choked to death by that bite of pea cake, patted his chest and spat out a mouthful of pastry dregs: "Hey, you little bastard, how dare you stuff such a big piece of pea cake into your mouth?" !!"

"I don't know if this thing should be eaten slowly with tea? I think you want to rebel—"

"If you really want to rebel, I'll put the whole plate of pea cakes in your mouth, and you won't even give me any tea." The young man said with a blank expression, "Hurry up, let's be serious."

"We plan to go to Fuli in two days, old man, what do you think?"

　The sand sculpture old man is online hahahahaha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)