Mrs. divorced again

Chapter 1412 Late Night ([-])

Feng Songjie suddenly felt that she was in a daze, so he lowered his head and asked, "Why are you so dazed?" Under such circumstances, it's not human to be in a daze.Didn't take him to heart at all.

Bai Weiyang said calmly: "I'm thinking..."

The meaningful and seemingly mysterious expression made Feng Songjie immediately say vigilantly: "Don't change the subject carefully, let me tell you, you are mine tonight."

Bai Weiyang smiled, did not answer directly, but said lightly: "Feng Songjie, I want to show you a painting now."

"painting?"

Feng Songjie was a little surprised, so Bai Weiyang took out the painting given by Mr. Jin last time from the space ring, handed it to Feng Songjie, Feng Songjie spread the painting out, the person on the painting has long hair , wearing a peculiar silver-white tights, with a silver base and gold hooks, which is extremely inconsistent with the current social trend, very novel and advanced.

Feng Songjie tilted his head and looked at Bai Weiyang, who was squinting at him, "Why did you go with this look? Who drew your portrait."

as predicted.

Just like what she thought at the time, she knew that anyone who saw this painting would definitely mistake it for her, "You think it's me too."

"This face, it's not you, who is it?" Feng Songjie said confidently.

Bai Weiyang: "Well, indeed." It looks like me.

Feng Songjie observed her expression, and found that she had an undeniable expression, "You have this expression, as if the person in the portrait is not you."

"I never said it was me." Bai Weiyang shrugged.

"..." Feng Songjie was speechless.

"I didn't say it wasn't me either." Bai Weiyang patted his shoulder intriguingly.

Feng Songjie was a little confused: "So in the end this is you."

Bai Weiyang said deeply: "I have never worn this kind of clothes, nor have I had this kind of hairstyle."

Feng Songjie was dumbfounded: "..."

So what exactly does this mean.

Just as Feng Songjie was going to study it carefully, but found that Bai Weiyang had already rolled up the painting, Feng Songjie: "Why did you put away the painting?"

Bai Weiyang held up the tube-shaped painting in his hand, and said with a smile: "Would you like to go sit with Master Jiu now?"

Feng Songjie was so angry that it was as if he had thrown the table. You know what you planned to do, but she interrupted it, and now you have to go to Jiu Ye, "Bai Weiyang!! You want to go to Jiu Ye with me now, are you Are you going to piss me off?"

Bai Weiyang: "How about giving you a hug when you come back?"

"No." In a firm tone.

"..."

"Is that the hug?" He glanced at her cautiously.

"What do you think?" She smiled very cutely.

Feng Songjie gritted his teeth and bargained: "If you're willing to be down there... I can reluctantly walk with you."

"You're a good boy when you get a cheap price." Bai Weiyang sneered.

Feng Songjie roared angrily: "Who's being so good!! Who's getting cheap, you girl, tell me clearly. I, Feng Songjie, are so handsome. Look at you. You have very little flesh, like a washboard. Skinny monkey! If it wasn't for you not having a little bird, I would have thought I was hugging a man! You also said I was taking advantage, tsk!"

"You complain a lot now, don't you want to?" Bai Weiyang lowered her face.

Feng Songjie immediately whispered: "No, no. I mean, my Yang Yang is so handsome, I'm a bit envious."

"Hmph!" Tsundere.

When Feng Songjie and Bai Weiyang went to look for Master Jiu, Master Jiu had just fallen asleep, and the man who often lacks sleep had a completely gloomy expression when he saw these two coming together.

Master Jiu asked, "Why are you two here?"

Feng Songjie felt that if he had something to do at this moment, this guy would definitely get angry. Xu Jiu's eyes had two dark blue streaks, which could be seen from lack of sleep. He quickly pointed to Bai Weiyang: "She has something to do with you."

Bai Weiyang also stepped forward immediately, and rubbed Jiu Ye's temples. Jiu Ye closed his eyes and lay on the sofa, just waved his hand: "Close the door."

"Hmph!" Feng Songjie walked over and closed the door expressionlessly.

Bai Weiyang personally boiled water to make tea again, helped Master Jiu to get up, and after drinking tea, Master Jiu sat up with a blanket on, Christmas was approaching, New Year's Day and New Year's Day, he was busy with new programs for Xianlemen these days, tired He was half dead, and he still had to deal with his little apprentice, Master Jiu drooped his brows and eyes.

Bai Weiyang took out the painting and handed it over, Jiu Ye took the words in doubt and looked at it twice, raised his eyebrows: "This painting..."

Bai Weiyang explained: "Ruoxi and I got this painting from Mr. Jin. Regarding Little Yueya's life experience, let me start from the beginning."

She knew that Master Jiu didn't sleep well, and she didn't want to scribble too much, so she directly narrated the clues she and Zhao Ruoxi had found and what Old Master Jin had seen and heard.

Feng Songjie curled his lips: "You didn't tell me such details at the time."

Bai Weiyang: "Don't you know now too?"

Feng Songjie: "..."

Master Jiu thought about her words, frowned, and first asked her opinion: "So, what do you think?"

Bai Weiyang said: "Did someone become me, or someone very similar to me, or, someone is playing tricks, Xiao Yueya is not actually his child, how did he make it?"

Jiu Ye rubbed his temples, lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes for a nap, and declared: "Little Crescent Moon is his own, there is absolutely no problem with this matter."

Bai Weiyang is usually quite calm, but at this moment she couldn't take it anymore, "Then how should I explain the woman in the painting!"

Feng Songjie's eyes were dark, and he whispered, "How can I explain it, it's you."

Bai Weiyang raised his forehead, it's too much to blame me like this, but he is too lazy to talk to this guy, Bai Weiyang feels that if we want to discuss this matter today, there are obviously too few three people present, "I called Shen Wanjing Come over with Zhao Ruoxi."

Feng Songjie said: "If Ruoxi has returned to Yucheng, ask Shen Wanjing to come over."

Bai Weiyang: "Where is Gu Changfeng?"

Feng Songjie: "Don't pay attention to him, he has returned to the capital recently."

"Oh..." Back to the capital?

Half a quarter of an hour later, Shen Wanjing excitedly knocked on the door and walked in, immediately gave Bai Weiyang a bear hug, "Sure enough, our old Bai will come to me with important matters."

Bai Weiyang sighed: "Stop being cute. I need you to refer to something together."

Shen Wanjing: "Sure enough, I need my wisdom to advise you!"

Bai Weiyang told Shen Wanjing the general situation first, and then woke up the sleeping Master Jiu, who rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at Shen Wanjing, then grabbed Bai Weiyang's hand, closed his eyes, for about ten seconds Left and right, he let go of his hand and pointed out, "There is no event related to that dress in your memory." He pointed to the painting along the way.

Shen Wanjing muttered: "In other words, Bai Weiyang and Feng Songjie don't have this matter in their memory at all."

Bai Weiyang suggested: "Do you want to search Zhao Zhi's memory?"

Jiu Ye lay there, closed his eyes, and said lazily: "It's useless to search her memory. Zhao Zhi's memory only exists what she saw and heard."

This means that even if Zhao Zhi has a memory, the result is still such a painting.And it's very likely that, judging by Zhao Zhi's appearance, he doesn't even know if Little Crescent Moon was born by himself... Can he know who that person is?

Bai Weiyang patted Master Jiu: "Can you see what will happen in the future?"

"The future..." Jiu Ye opened his eyes and looked at her.

Bai Weiyang: "Aren't you good at fortune-telling?"

Master Jiu murmured: "I told you that I can't see through your fate. I can't even count it." This is the most depressing thing.

Bai Weiyang pointed at Feng Songjie: "Then what about him."

Master Jiu: "At present, he is related to you, so I can't count it."

Bai Weiyang: "Then what about you?"

Master Jiu: "I can't count myself."

Shen Wanjing found that the matter had reached an impasse: "Then can Master Jiu settle it for me?"

"The distance between you and her..." Jiuye looked at her and Bai Weiyang, thinking in his heart that there might be no result.

Shen Wanjing thought for a while, and said a little shyly: "Follow my feelings."

Is it just feelings?
Bai Weiyang looked at Shen Wanjing nervously, Shen Wanjing signaled her to be at ease, Jiuye asked Shen Wanjing to write down the date of birth, then he glanced at it, casually took out three oceans from the drawer, threw them on the table, Jiuye saw the pattern He frowned immediately.After that, he squeezed Shen Wanjing's hand in disbelief, squeezed it, and he closed his eyes and lay there, like a blind old man touching the bones of ordinary people.

When doing this, several people present held their breath nervously.

Bai Weiyang wants to know who Shen Wanjing is destined to be with.

Shen Wanjing herself was more curious.

Feng Songjie silently prayed that it must be Gu Changfeng.I'm afraid Xiao Chen can be together with just anyone.But Gu Changfeng, if the former prodigal son could not be with Shen Wanjing, Feng Songjie knew that that guy would probably be alone for the rest of his life.

Master Jiu touched Shen Wanjing's bones, opened his eyes suddenly, sat up, and looked at Shen Wanjing with an uncertain expression.

That kind of slightly serious eyes made Shen Wanjing feel hairy, swallowing her saliva.

Master Jiu: "You..."

Shen Wanjing was beating drums in her heart, pretending not to care, "Say it, I'm mentally prepared."

Master Jiu's eyes wandered around Bai Weiyang, and then fell on Shen Wanjing, and said in a somewhat awkward tone: "I only have 3 years to live."

Bai Weiyang: "Ah."

Feng Songjie paused while drinking tea, and looked over with heavy eyes: "——!"

Shen Wanjing's expression was also dumbfounded.

He looked at Master Jiu without blinking.

Bai Weiyang quickly eased the atmosphere and said: "You must be talking nonsense, don't scare her."

Master Jiu smiled slightly, then supported his forehead, covered his eyes as if tired, and said in a slightly drawn-out ending: "Well, it's okay, don't believe what I say, I'm just talking nonsense."

Shen Wanjing smiled dryly: "I knew you were talking nonsense."

Although everyone pretended not to care about the words just now, Bai Weiyang knew that even though Master Jiu emphasized that he was not a practitioner, he never made mistakes in this regard, and he absolutely meant what he said.

But that sentence is too...

Maybe he's so sleepy now, it's not accurate.

Bai Weiyang coughed lightly, "Okay, let's get down to business." The discussion on that painting is not over yet.

She turned her gaze...

(End of this chapter)