Mrs. divorced again

Chapter 1372 Zhao Pheasant Dumbfounded ([-])

There was an uproar in the Feng Mansion, and there was a small noise everywhere in the early morning.

"I heard different opinions from Weiyang Garden and the Governor's Mansion."

"I've heard it all. It's said that the Fourth Young Master played a trick on the members of the Feng family. That's why everyone in the Feng family likes the Fourth Young Master so much."

"How is it possible, Fourth Young Master is such an interesting and handsome person, how could he bewitch the Feng family? It's absolutely impossible."

But the thirteen uncles are here now, it seems that Feng Mansion also doesn't trust the fourth young master?
"But I don't think it's possible. The Fourth Young Master would not do such a lowly thing."

"Who can say clearly about such things as playing a gu, after all, the fourth young master is really interesting, everyone in the Feng family likes the fourth young master, and being liked by the entire Feng family can't be just a matter of a word from the wife."

"Aunt Zhao has already invited Thirteenth Uncle to exorcise evil spirits. The Longevity Palace is full of Taoist priests who are proficient in exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts!"

From the glass window of the living room, the servants quietly looked at the long-clothed priest in the yard. The Taoist priest stood in the vestibule, looking relaxed.The two little Taoist boys behind him also looked like they were on vacation, and they were not at all nervous.

"It would be too much to invite a Taoist priest. If the second young master finds out, he will lose his temper." Everyone knows that the second young master likes the fourth young master so much, he will definitely lose his temper.

Everyone was thinking wildly, Wu Su would come back soon, Uncle Thirteen had exchanged greetings with Wu Su, and Wu Su didn't express much displeasure with Uncle Thirteen, which made the servants feel at a loss again.

The wife likes the Fourth Young Master very much, but she is not angry at the moment. Could it be that she agrees with Aunt Zhao's practice of exorcising the ghosts of Yu Yi, but if this is the case... Could it be that the Fourth Young Master also thought it was a Gu played by the Fourth Young Master?

The servants became even more flustered.

As Wu Su spoke, Daoist Zhang Luo went into the room and sat down to talk.

"Uncle Thirteen comes in to sit, and Xiao Yu will probably come later."

Uncle Thirteen didn't refuse, so he brought the little boy into the living room with Wu Su. Wu Su asked what drink he wanted, tea or coffee?Uncle Thirteen talked about tea, and Xiao Qi Xiaocha excitedly talked about coffee.

After being glared at by Uncle Thirteen, he hurriedly changed his mouth to talk about tea...

Wu Su smiled and asked the servant to prepare tea and coffee!Xiaoqi and Xiaocha live in the mountains, so they don't usually have access to these foreign things, so they finally went down the mountain, so they wanted to try something new. When the coffee came, the eyes of both of them showed excitement.

Uncle Thirteen glanced at the two clumsy apprentices who were drinking pure coffee. The bitter two put down their cups and added sugar desperately. He held back his smile and said to Wu Su: "Madam doesn't seem to be worried."

Uncle Thirteen's memory of Feng Songjie was very vague, so he forgot Xiao Yu's identity. If Feng Songjie's memory remained, he would definitely know who Yu Yi was.

Wu Su said lightly: "It's because Xiao Yu won't play Gu on us, so I have nothing to worry about."

Xiao Qi drank the bitter coffee, lowered his voice and said, "Master, everyone in the Feng family looks healthy, they don't look like they've been bewitched."

Uncle Thirteen: "It really doesn't look like it."

Xiaocha: "Then what are we waiting for?"

Thirteenth Uncle: "Wait for Fourth Young Master to come back."

In my heart, I always feel that this fourth young master should be very familiar.

After a while, a rickshaw stopped at the door, and the servants said that the Fourth Young Master had returned, so Uncle Thirteen got up and looked towards the vestibule, and saw a slender and thin boy walking in from the door, his whole body shrouded in a dense fog. In the light, walking against the light, he is like a god, making people squint their eyes.

(End of this chapter)