Double-faced prince and concubine

"My name is Xia Jing'er!" Since he knew her name was Jing'er, she didn't mind giving him her last name.

Wu Damao untied a crescent knife from his waist, took Jing'er's hand, and put the knife into her hand.

"Wu Damao, why did you give me a knife?" Jing'er was puzzled, looking at the knife, it seemed to be very exquisite, with exquisite patterns on the handle and red and green gemstones inlaid on the scabbard .

Wu Damao said sternly, "Just now you begged me for a marriage, but I haven't thanked her yet. I don't owe you any favors. I will give you this scimitar as a thank you gift."

"Oh!" Jing'er didn't understand again, the thank you gift should be for mother, why should I give it to her?

"Well, that's it! Goodbye!" Wu Damao said, turned and ran away.

His father was waiting for him to leave for the country, but he begged his father to give him some time to find him!

It wasn't that he didn't want to deliver the scimitar to Xia Yue'er himself, it was because of his low face that he was afraid that Xia Yue'er would be rejected, so he gave the scimitar to Jing'er.

Xia Yue'er came out of the temple and saw Jing'er playing with the crescent knife in her hand, she wanted to rush over to snatch the dangerous thing, but she restrained the urge, walked up to her and asked her sharply: "Jing'er, what is your hand?" Where did this knife come from?"

Don't tell her you picked it up on the road, she will never believe it!

"Mother, here it is!" Jing'er put the scimitar into the scabbard, which was flickering even in the daytime, and obediently raised her hand and handed it to Xia Yueer, "This is from that black hat just now, he said I don’t owe you any favors, I use this knife as a thank you.”

"Wu Damao?" That beautiful boy from Beihan Kingdom?

Xia Yue'er took the crescent knife hesitantly, and took a closer look. This small knife, no matter whether the blade is sharp or not, can be used or not, just by its gorgeous appearance, you can tell that it is very valuable.

How could Wu Damao give such a precious thing to someone casually?

"Jing'er, how can you just ask for other people's things? This knife looks like a valuable thing, so let's return it to him." Xia Yue'er didn't return the machete to Jing'er, so it was considered confiscated, "Maybe Wu Damao is still here, let's look for it and return the knife to him."

"Oh!" Jing'er snorted, her eyes still fixed on the crescent knife.

Could it be that she wanted that machete very much?She really likes it!It's not because the outer handle has a beautiful pattern, nor is it because the outer scabbard is inlaid with gems, but because the blade will shine coldly and look very sharp!

Xia Yueer took Jing'er and searched around, but did not find Wu Damao.When we arrived at the intersection in front of the temple, we asked an old man at the stall to describe Wu Damao's appearance to him. The old man replied that he had seen this boy before, but he seemed to have left by car with his father.

Xia Yueer was a little disappointed that Wu Damao could not be found, but Jinger saw hope, her eyes were shining brightly, staring at the crescent knife in Xia Yueer's hand.

Forget it, since you can't find anyone, then use this knife as a thank you gift!

Maybe that Wu Damao was a child of a very rich and powerful family, so it didn't matter at all if he grabbed a handful of such expensive knives and gave away dozens or eight of them casually.

Thinking of it this way, Xia Yue'er felt calmer, and seeing Jing'er's bright eyes looking at the knife, she must really want it.

"Jing'er, tell mother, do you really want this knife?" Xia Yueer knelt down and asked.

Jing'er honestly replied: "I want to!"

"Then you have to keep it safe, you can't use it to hurt others, and you can't cut yourself, otherwise it will be confiscated immediately, do you understand?" Xia Yueer handed the crescent knife to Jing'er, after all, it was given to Jing by Wu Damao children's things.

"Jing'er knows!" Jing'er got the crescent knife with a smile on his face.

Since then, Jing'er has had a special fruit knife for peeling pears and melons.

If Wu Damao knew that his iron-cut treasure "Crescent Moon" was used as a fruit knife, he might be so angry that he vomited blood.

Qingqiu pulled Yuan Hao to the lottery booth in front of the Buddha Hall, and drew a lottery to make a fortune.

The lottery was thrown out, and seeing that it was the upper lottery, Qingqiu happily handed it to the monk who unwrapped the lottery, and at the same time threw a tael of silver into the incense jar.

"What is this benefactor asking for?" The old monk half-closed his eyes, seeing that his demeanor always reminded people of a thousand-year-old tortoise, and he didn't know if he was awake or asleep.

Qingqiu immediately replied: "Master, please help my son's future."

"Mother, what's the future?" Yuan Hao pulled Qing Qiu's clothes and asked in puzzlement.

The old monk glanced at Yuan Hao with half-closed eyes, and then flipped through the book to compare the signatures corresponding to this signature. Suddenly all his eyes opened, and he looked carefully at Yuan Hao's appearance.

"Master, what is the future of my son?" The old monk's eyes widened, making Qingqiu nervous.

The old monk was silent for a moment before slowly opening his mouth: "The female benefactor, this little benefactor, has a noble person to help her, so her future is safe. But..."

"But what?" The tantalizing words made Qingqiu nervous again.

The old monk half-closed his eyes again, and slowly said: "This lottery is the best lottery. That is to say, even with the help of noble people, the little benefactor will not have smooth sailing. The little benefactor must work hard on his own and break through himself before he can stand out. Honor it."

After listening to the old monk's explanation, Qingqiu felt as if there was no explanation. Who doesn't know that to get ahead, you have to work hard!

"Master, what is the content of this signature?" Qingqiu asked again.

"The heavenly secret must not be leaked!" After uttering such a sentence, the old monk simply shut up and did not speak.

There was no result to ask again, so Qingqiu could only drag Yuan Hao away, feeling sorry for the one tael of silver that she threw out generously just now in a moment of joy.

Yuan Hao didn't understand anything at all, and asked in confusion: "Mother, what is a secret that cannot be revealed?"

Xia Yue'er replied perfunctorily, "It's a secret in the sky, and it cannot be known to ordinary people."

Yuan Hao used Jing Er's spirit of questioning to the end, and asked again: "Why can't mortals know?"

"Why are there so many?" Qingqiu was a little impatient, looking around, she couldn't see Xia Yue'er and Jing'er, so she was anxious to find them, "Let's go find your Aunt Yue and Jing'er first."

Coincidentally, Xia Yueer went to look for Wu Damao but couldn't find it, so she turned her head to look for Qingqiu, and she saw it after walking not far.

They went shopping again, and ate all the famous snacks at the food festival. Holding hiccups, they felt that the food had accumulated in their throats. It was not early, and when they were about to go back, they saw the black tiger.

In fact, after Heihu dealt with Ma Yuting, he rushed over quickly and followed them all the time, they just didn't notice.

Returning to Prince Rui's Mansion by car, as soon as he got off the carriage, he saw Ma Yuting standing neatly beside a big man in brocade clothes outside the mansion gate.

"Aren't those people Ma Yuting's guards? Why are they tied up? And the groom?" Xia Yueer asked Heihu in confusion.