Beast Taming Concubine: Miss Waste Chai

Chapter 45 Sharp Weapon
Jiu'er has always been a smart child, and it is absolutely impossible to tell her about this for no reason. Sheng Yege can only think of one reason for Jiu'er to mention it: "It has something to do with me?"

Jiu'er shook his head, then nodded again: "What do those servants say, the Eldest Young Master will be back soon."

Jiu'er raised his head and looked at Sheng Yege steadily: "I don't know who that eldest son is, but I heard someone say that my mother bullied Sheng Qingyin and Mrs. Sheng, and the eldest son will definitely support them when he comes back. It is said that the eldest son is the future master of this Sheng mansion, and the master dotes on him the most, and once he comes back, his mother will definitely let his mother eat and walk around."

Eldest son...

Sheng Yege squinted her eyes, but she remembered that Hu Xueying did have a son who was a few months younger than her, named Sheng Zirui.After she returned to the mansion, she had indeed never seen Sheng Zirui, so she was not in the mansion?

Are you going home now?

What about coming back?
Jiu'er continued: "The servant said that the Eldest Young Master went out to do errands with His Highness the Crown Prince some time ago, and it is said that this errand was completed very smoothly, His Majesty will definitely reward the Eldest Young Master..."

"Mother, is that eldest son really that powerful? Will he bully you?"

Sheng Yege smiled, and hugged Jiu'er up: "You were there when the ancestral hall was opened this morning to give mother a spirit stone trial, and you saw it too, mother is a holy spirit body."

Jiu'er had indeed seen it, and he also heard what those members of the Sheng family said: "They said that the best innate body in the entire Sheng family is the holy spirit body. In the current Sheng family, except for Master Sheng, the only person with the holy spirit body is Mommy."

"That's right." Sheng Yege frowned, "So, that eldest son is not as powerful as your mother."

"really?"

Sheng Yege nodded: "Of course it is true."

"Bragging." A snort suddenly sounded outside the door, and Sheng Yege's mother and son looked out the door, and saw Sheng Zichen standing against the courtyard door with his mouth curled up: "Although my eldest brother only builds an immortal body, he is diligent in his cultivation. , and now you are at the third level of Immortal. Now, I am afraid that you have not even entered the door of Xuan Lingshu, how dare you say that you are powerful? Bah!"

Sheng Yege's expression was extremely indifferent: "What about you?"

"Me?" Sheng Zichen was at a loss, wasn't he talking about who is more powerful, this shrew or the big brother?How did it get involved in him?

Sheng Yege nodded at you: "Yes, what about you? What kind of innate body are you?"

"I am a spiritual body!"

Sheng Yege sneered: "Spiritual cultivation, not to mention the entire Siyou country, just look at the entire Wangjing City, there are not [-] to [-] spiritual cultivation people, your talent is nothing special, you are now He is already more than eight years old. Logically speaking, he should have been practicing for several years, at least he is also an illusionist, right? But my Jiu’er is only four years old, and he has never practiced Xuan Lingju... yet you beat him but……"

Jiu'er nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, I have never practiced."

Sheng Yege had a sneering look on his face: "Won't that mother of yours urge you to practice? But why, Sheng Qingyin and Sheng Zirui have both achieved profound spiritual skills, only you..."

"Ah..." Sheng Yege seemed to realize something: "I forgot, your mother has been busy trying to feed you into a fat person who can't even turn around flexibly, how can she remember to urge you to practice? "

"It's just a pity that Si Youguo doesn't respect fatness, but only strength."

Sheng Zichen was irritated by Sheng Yege: "You shrew! Do you think you are great because you are a holy spirit? Can you do whatever you want?"

Before Sheng Yege could speak, Jiu'er rushed to talk again: "I don't know if my mother is a holy spirit body, but I don't know, but I know that being too fat will only make people laugh. I've heard the servants in this mansion before. People talk about you, saying that you are as fat as a pig, and you are still a pig with a high toe."

"You!" Sheng Zichen was furious: "You come down, what's the point of hiding in your mother's arms?"

"What are you doing down there?" Jiu'er stuck out her tongue, "You can't beat me."

Sheng Yege glanced at Sheng Zichen: "Fat can still be saved, you just need to eat less and move more. But stupid... may not be saved."

After finishing speaking, he took Jiu'er back to the house.

Jiu'er giggled, and jumped out of Sheng Yege's arms when he entered the room: "Actually, Sheng Zichen isn't particularly bad, he's just a little silly. His two attendants are pretty bad, and they always tease him. This and that, but Sheng Zichen is a fool, he will believe whatever others say."

Sheng Yege couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard his young adult's tone: "When you are a child, you will know who is bad and who is not? You will know what it means to push?"

"Of course I know." Jiu'er glanced at Sheng Yege, "I think I have a good eye for people. When I was in Zhuangzi before, which one of those people in Zhuangzi treated you better and which one didn't treat you well?" I can tell at a glance from the picture that Grandma Qian, who is only on the west side of the Zhuangzi, treats us better."

"There is also Sheng Qingyin, I always thought she was a bad person before, but you kept telling me that she was very good and treated you very well, you were kicked out of Sheng's mansion, only she was always thinking about you, always coming look at you."

"The result?" Jiu'er spread her hands, "Facts have proved that my vision is vicious, and my vision is accurate."

Sheng Yege thought about it carefully, and it seems that this is indeed the case. Compared with the ability to recognize people, the owner of this body is indeed not as good as a four-year-old child like Jiu'er.

"Yes yes yes." Sheng Yege's eyes fell on Jiu'er, his mind moved, and the corner of his mouth hooked up: "My Jiu'er is so powerful, I will give you a task, can you complete it?"

Jiu'er's eyes lit up: "Of course it's possible. What does mother want me to do? Just say it, I can do it."

Young, but the tone is not small.

Sheng Yege lowered his eyes and smiled for a while, then raised his eyebrows and hooked his fingers at Jiu'er: "Come on, mother will tell you quietly."

Jiu'er hurried over, Sheng Yege whispered the matter in his ear, Jiu'er's eyes became brighter the more he listened: "It's such a small matter, don't worry, just leave it to me."

Jiu'er bounced away.

As soon as Jiu'er left, Nan Ci appeared: "What do you let a four-year-old child do?"

Sheng Yege glanced at Nan Ci: "Don't underestimate a four-year-old child. If it is in the palace, even a newborn baby, sometimes, if used well, it can be a deadly weapon."

"What a good four-year-old, unobtrusive, and very convenient to do something."

Sheng Yege casually glanced out of the window, saw Jiu'er coming out of the yard, and then looked away: "He is my child, although I can protect him, but it is impossible for him to be in my life forever." Under the wings, he must also be made stronger."

(End of this chapter)