After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 247 Is This Monk Ready to Preach Again?
East Palace.

"Brother Prince, quickly tell me who the young master who came to the other courtyard last time is the very handsome young master in white clothes."

Looking at the excited Nan Ruo in front of him, the corner of Nan Rong's mouth couldn't help twitching, "I, forgot."

"Impossible, he said he is your best friend."

Nan Rong: "..."

Under Nan Ruo's expectant eyes, Nan Rong spat out three words with difficulty: "Yin Jiuqing."

"..." Hearing this, the smile on Nan Ruo's face froze.

Yin Jiuqing?
Yin Jiuqing?
Is it the shameless Duanxiu who has been pestering the prince's brother before, but now the vicious and vicious Yu Shicheng? !
Nan Ruo took a step back in shock.

"how is this possible?"

With such incomparable demeanor and peerless elegance, how could it be Yin Jiuqing?
Seeing Nan Ruo's devastated appearance, he patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, "He's not your beloved."

"I know, no matter how blind I am, I won't fall in love with a broken-sleeve fetish."

At this moment, she couldn't react anymore that she was deceived, so she really didn't deserve the honor of this princess.

……

After leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yin Jiuqing rode a horse towards Lelizhai.

Right now, she desperately needs the comfort of the monk. Gu Qingyu, who killed a thousand swords, scared her.

Entering Lelizhai, Yin Jiuqing headed towards Licang's courtyard.

As soon as he entered, he saw Qingfeng staring at Zisang vigilantly, as if he had been staring at Zisang for a long time.

Puzzled, she frowned, followed his gaze, and saw Li Cang quietly looking at the scriptures, beside them were mulberry seeds that were adding fragrance and pouring tea.

From a distance, it is really harmonious.

Even she began to envy these days.

Yin Jiuqing found that her mood, which was not in a good mood, became even worse at this moment.

She took a deep breath and reminded herself to be calm, calm down, and calm down again, but seeing Zisang's affectation, she suddenly became angry.

So, without thinking about it, she kicked the pear blossom tree that had just grown up in front of her.

"Oh!" With a scream, Yin Jiuqing was startled.

Li Cang over there also looked over.

I saw that Qingfeng, who was still standing in front of her, ran under the tree at some point. At this moment, the tree she kicked down happened to hit her.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, the corner of Yin Jiuqing's mouth twitched violently.

"Brother Abbot, why are you so careless? The wind is so strong that trees are easily broken."

"Master, are you alright?" Li Cang walked over, looked him up and down, and was relieved when he saw that he was all right.

With Yin Jiuqing's support, Qingfeng got up and gave Zisang a hard look.

"Hmph! I'm fine." With a low growl, he turned and walked out.

For a moment, there were only three people left.

Li Cang looked at the pear tree that fell on the ground, then at Yin Jiuqing, and then sighed helplessly.

"Little Nine..."

"..." Yin Jiuqing stared at him with a blank face. Is this monk ready to preach again?

Seeing her depressed face, the corners of Li Cang's lips twitched suddenly.

"Come with the poor monk."

Yin Jiuqing remained silent, following his footsteps silently.

At this time, Zisang, who had been standing on one side all the time, suddenly said: "Lord Yin, I heard that there was a beggar who begged from you and was whipped by you and passed away not long after. Is it true?"

(End of this chapter)