Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 592 Step on stilts
Good fellow, this old man has only now realized his poverty.

Mu Xici was silent and didn't know what to say for a moment.

She twitched the corners of her lips, opened her mouth tentatively, and after a while Fang Youyou squeezed out four large characters: "You just know?"

"..." Mo Junli's knee hurt, and his chest seemed to be blown into a sieve by thousands of small needles.

He clutched the front of his shirt, expressing grief and tears: "It's piercing my heart."

"Oh, then you prick slowly." Master Mu was unmoved, Gu Zi looked away, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Shen Qi's tea making skills have always been good, and the tea is very fragrant. Twelve points out of being soaked.

- Useful.

The little girl bent her eyebrows contentedly, but Mu Shiyao on the side looked at the two with a terrified and confused expression, and even forgot to put away the empty teacup in her hand.

She had discovered it earlier when she was in the tailor shop, His Highness the Seventh Prince seemed to be more intimate and gentle towards her third sister.

——This is not a problem at first, after all, the world knows that His Highness and his cousin have had a close friendship since they were young. He loves his house and loves his wife, and he will be especially nice to his third sister, which is considered normal.

But the question right now is, why does she feel that His Highness the Seventh Highness's "goodness" has completely surpassed the category of "love the house and the black"?
The words that the third elder sister said just now are not like what a young lady of the family would say to His Royal Highness, but more like a joke between friends, or...

Bah, bah, what are you thinking, the third sister is the same age as her, only thirteen this year - she is still young, not yet old enough to talk about those things.

Mu Shiyao shook her head vigorously, trying her best to get rid of the gaudy and messy thoughts in her mind. She felt that she must have thought wrong, it was an illusion, and the real problem was clearly the Seventh Highness.

—Where is the prince of a country crying and shouting that he is so poor?

If he was called poor, then wouldn't it be that a little concubine like her, who was not born well and had little spare money, was penniless and poor?
Sure enough, the Qianping Seventh Prince in front of him is not as gentle, upright, polite and respectful as the world said. He must have a hole in his skull, and his brain is probably not normal.

Mu Shiyao thought about it, and nodded her head seriously. She thought that the conclusion she had drawn was very reliable, and she firmly believed in the fact that "Mo Jun Li's brain is a little wrong".

She even made a plan, waiting to come back from Yanguan, she must find an opportunity to talk about this issue with her third sister and cousin, and let them stay away from the Seventh Highness as soon as possible.

So as not to be infected with some indescribable serious disease by him.

Several people drank tea and ate a bunch of melons and fruits in "Yunshan Dian". After the kitchen in the building prepared and packed the dishes they ordered one by one, they left with those food boxes.

Shen Qi was careful, and specially ordered the cook to make three servings of the same dish according to the number of people, and patiently found six food boxes in three styles, so that several people could distinguish the dishes and find their own portion.

Mo Junli and the people in Fulanxuan have long been accustomed to this, but Mu Shiyao was rather flattered. When the little girl returned to the Qiyun Pavilion with the two big food boxes under the escort of Lingqin, her steps All slightly fluttering.

She felt that her previous 13 years of experience, added together, were far less exciting than today's day.

The Seventh Highness with a bald head, the Confucian dressed as the steward of the second prince's mansion who looks fierce, and the other side of the third sister that she has never seen before...

These things that she didn't even dare to think about in the past, she saw everything today, and she had a subtle premonition that from now on, there will only be more and more similar things——

And this made her feel even more excited.

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Perhaps it was related to the illness that has lingered|lingered on him for more than ten years, and the next day's Mo Shuli and his family's steward arrived especially early.

Master Mu had just straightened his clothes, and not long after he sat down on the top floor, Shen Qi had already brought the master and servant upstairs.

"Sir, the Second Highness is here, have you packed it?" Shen Qi, who was still wearing a jade green gown, knocked on the door cautiously.

He also felt that the Second Highness had arrived earlier today.

However, the other party is the prince Qianping, who has been sick for many years, and he will be more excited when he finally sees some hope of being cured.

It wasn't easy to say anything, so he had to lead the two of them up to the top floor, and knocked on the door to remind his lady before the steward moved the Second Highness's wheelchair to stand still.

Whoa, this came in time.

The little girl who had lit the incense seals in the furnace for the first time was slightly startled when she heard this, her slender brows couldn't help but twitched again and again.

Fortunately, in order to come out to show her legs, she has made full preparations today, not only wrapped her chest, padded her shoulders, and buttoned up her mask, but also managed to increase her height by a full four inches, so she is not afraid Go out and meet people.

"Clean it up, shopkeeper Shen, and invite Your Highness to come in." Mu Xici, who walked out of the heavy curtain, raised her voice slightly, and the voices of men and women, who could not distinguish between young and old, immediately penetrated into the ears of the three of them.

Hearing this, Shen Qi turned around and gave Mo Shuli a gentle smile, then gently pushed the door open.

The fierce-faced steward pushed the wheelchair silently. When the three of them entered, the little girl was leaning on the wooden table, flipping through an ancient medical book in hand.

Following the sound, she raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of the large wheelchair with a simple style but extremely exquisite workmanship. She hurriedly put down the scroll, and made a Taiji seal with her hands together (Taoist etiquette for meeting is the same as making a bow).

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun." The little girl bowed slightly, only a pair of dark and deep eyes were exposed outside the mask.

She looked at the thin young man sitting in the wheelchair in front of her, and there was a faint smile in her eyes: "I have seen the Second Highness."

"Sir, you're being polite. This time, it's the kid who disturbed Mr. Qingxiu." Mo Shuli cupped his hands, and the steward who followed him followed him and bowed to the little girl.

The appearance of this "Taoist born in delusion" was far from what they had imagined before.

They originally thought that this Taoist's Taoist deeds are so profound, that he should be an old man with immortal demeanor, but because of the Taoist method of nourishing life and replenishing qi, his voice became particularly young, how could they expect...

Mo Shuli's eyes were slightly deep, and the person in front of him was tall and thin. Although he couldn't tell whether he was old or young, the eyes behind the mask were extremely ethereal and clear.

And judging from the hands of "him" exposed outside the wide sleeves of the Taoist robe, "he" can't be too old.

At least it should be under 30 years old.

These days, can a Taoist in his twenties have such a terrifying Taoism?

Thinking of this, Mo Shuli's master and servant couldn't help being a little dazed, which made them unaware of Shen Qi's slightly distorted face beside him.

Shopkeeper Shen, who is usually as gentle as jade, now twisted his face uncontrollably. He fixedly stared at the pair of soap boots that his lady was stepping on, with a little bit of horror in his eyes.

Good guy, these two-inch thick soles, and her height of four or five inches out of thin air.

—Miss, you poked a stilt in your boot!
　A Yao: This prince is sick in the head, brothers and sisters should stay away from him.

　　In other words, it is possible that this month I will find an opportunity to write more and save money, and I will not be able to finish the text next month
　　Then I was thinking, do you want me to write a few more chapters, or a few more words in one chapter?

　　Anyway, the number of words and the total price will not change, but a few more words in a chapter may seem expensive

　　The book city is a thousand-character five-book currency, and currently we are all two-thousand-character chapters
　　If it is [-] characters, then [-] book coins, if [-] characters is [-], this is the difference

　　But some people may feel differently...

　　So I would like to ask everyone whether it is more acceptable to have more chapters (possibly) updated in one day, or to increase the number of words in a chapter (possibly). .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)