My doctor concubine has a big temper

Chapter 182
Murong Hongxu didn't say what he said afterwards, but Mei Guifei also knew what he was going to say.

It would be great if Murong Ji was as caring as Murong Xun.

It can be seen that Murong Ji has more weight in Murong Hongxu's heart.

Concubine Mei's hands hidden under her sleeves were slightly clenched, and she still maintained a decent smile on her face.

What's the rush, sooner or later her Xun'er will let the emperor see his true ability, and completely replace Murong Ji.

Just as he was speaking, an immortal Taoist priest came in from outside the hall, flicked a white whisk in his hand, and saluted Murong Hongxu.

After making him fall flat, Murong Hongxu asked: "Master Taoist, how do you judge people's luck?"

Murong Hongxu didn't believe this at all on weekdays, and let the Taoist priest come in, just for fun, to see.

"Returning to Your Majesty, there are various ways to see this person's luck. In the eyes of the poor, I already know everyone's luck." The Taoist priest said confidently.

Murong Hongxu laughed: "This is just based on your words, how can you convince everyone?"

"In this case, Pindao will use the most intuitive method to show it to everyone." The Taoist priest said with a smile.

Seeing this immortal Taoist priest, Ni Junya's eyes flickered, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

Sure enough, Murong Wen still used this person.

Incompetent Daoist.

Know some little tricks, enough to bluff people.

In the previous life, this Taoist leader Wuwei was a pawn under Murong Wen, pretending to be a ghost, she didn't like this Taoist priest Wuwei.

Unexpectedly, I saw him again so soon.

"What's the matter? Do you know this person?" Murong Ji's attention was always on Ni Junya, so naturally he didn't miss her emotional changes.

Ni Junya chuckled lightly: "Pretending to be a ghost."

Murong Ji nodded approvingly, he also didn't believe in these ghosts and gods.

"Since it is a feast of flowers, I wonder if we can borrow some flowers from the garden?" Taoist Wuwei asked.

"Of course." Murong Hongxu said generously, he really wanted to see what this priest could do.

Daoist Wuwei asked the little eunuch to bring some pots of flowers from the garden.

These pots of flowers are just budding, not yet in full bloom.

"Everything in this world has spirituality, and it can bloom when luck is strong." Daoist Wuwei pointed to the surrounding flower pots.

Murong Hongxu looked at it, and asked amusedly: "You mean, those flowers will bloom when people with strong luck pass by?"

"Exactly." Daoist Wuwei nodded.

"That's interesting." Murong Hongxu said with a smile, and casually pointed to the little eunuch next to him, "Go and try standing there."

"Yes." The little eunuch immediately took the order and stood by the flowerpot.

Daoist Wuwei muttered something, took a bowl of water from the side, dipped his fingers in the water droplets, and flicked it into the flowerpot.

After every potted flower was stained with water droplets, none of them bloomed.

The people in the hall looked at each other, is this fooling people?
"My Majesty, his luck is not enough for flowers to bloom." Daoist Wuwei said calmly, not in a hurry.

"Oh?" Murong Hongxu wasn't annoyed either, he was just a fairly ordinary eunuch after all, it's normal to have no luck, "Eunuch Cheng, you go."

"Yes." Eunuch Cheng bent over, walked down, and stood among the pots of flowers.

Eunuch Cheng looked at the ten potted flowers with some worry, wondering if they would bloom or not.

(End of this chapter)