Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 402 Meeting the Goddess (1)

In the backyard of Xie's mansion, a wisp of tea fragrance lingered all over the courtyard.

Xie Muhan stood in front of the desk in the study, shaking the tortoise shell in his hand, the crisp sound of the copper coins hitting the inner wall of the tortoise shell filled the study, and it sounded a bit deceptive.

After a while, he stopped shaking the tortoise shell and poured the copper coins from the tortoise shell on the table, with shallow creases floating between his brows.

The wind and clouds are moving, the seas are in chaos, the sky and the earth are chaotic, the sun and the moon are not shining... It's a bad omen!
Feng Xuan didn't know the art of divination, and didn't understand the meaning of the copper coins scattered on the table, but from the expression on his face, Feng Xuan could tell that it was not a good thing.

"What did you find in the divination?"

Xie Muhan didn't raise his head, his voice was as cold as a quiet and cold lake in late autumn, calm and calm.

"It's nothing."

Suddenly footsteps came from the courtyard door, Xie Muhan looked up, slowly put away the copper coins and tortoise shells on the table, and put them into the drawer on the bookshelf behind him.

Not long after, a figure came to the door, it was his grandmother Mrs. Xie.

Standing at the door, Mrs. Xie glanced at the drawer behind him, with a benevolent expression.

"Mu Han, did you do divination again just now?"

Xie Muhan knew that he couldn't hide it, so he didn't hide it, and nodded truthfully.

"What is divination? Is it bad luck or good luck?" Mrs. Xie walked steadily to the round table in the room and sat down.

"Nothing, just ordinary things."

With a light glance at him, Mrs. Xie immediately understood that he was not telling the truth.

However, according to his temperament, if he asked again, he would not be able to find anything, so Mrs. Xie didn't intend to continue asking.

"Is Qianling going to pick up Liangyuan?" Seeing no figure of Qianling, Xie Laotian guessed that he was going to pick up someone.

"En." Xie Muhan responded softly, and walked out from behind the table.

"When did he go, why hasn't he picked him up yet?"

"It's been a while, I should be back soon." Xie Muhan glanced at Feng Xuan at the door, "Feng Yan, go make a pot of tea, and take three more cups."

"Yes!"

Mrs. Xie's eyes flickered slightly, and she also sent out the two maids who followed her.

"Mu Han, grandma has heard all the rumors outside recently." Glancing at Xie Mu Han who was sitting opposite her, the old lady Xie said slowly.

"Liangyuan is now named princess, and she is so close to Prince Gong. If you really like her, you should hurry up."

Sitting upright like a mountain, Xie Muhan still had that aloof and noble posture. Looking at him, Old Madam Xie couldn't help but feel anxious for him.

"Mu Han, it's not grandma who said you. You really should change your cold temper. You can't tie a girl's heart like this. Especially when there are other men around her."

Xie Muhan's eyes sparkled, and after a long time, a few words came out: "Grandmother, grandson has his own measure."

Mrs. Xie frowned, and she didn't know if Xie Muhan's words were perfunctory for her, or if he really understood what she wanted to say.

Thinking of Mrs. Xie, Mrs. Xie couldn't help but sighed in his heart. I don't know who he followed, but he was very much like his grandfather.

Thinking about it in his heart, Mrs. Xie was about to speak again, but footsteps suddenly sounded in the yard.

Old Madam Xie didn't hear that someone was coming, but Xie Muhan, who had deep inner strength, heard it clearly, it was Qianling who came back.

Eye waves moved slightly, Xie Muhan stood up and went straight to the door of the study.

(End of this chapter)