Yue Qinghe accepted the small emotions of disdain for the heartless senior brother, and by the way, he searched for the memories of the master, who seemed to be a kind old monk, but with Yue Qinghe's soul understanding now, this old man with a kind face seemed to have some nonsensical feelings, so he said coldly: "Master, his old man has not always been good, why did he suddenly ...... What about the immortal who died? ”

Yue Qinghe recalled his words in his heart, and felt that this "immortal death" was used well, so that her, the master, immediately had the feeling of being a monk, after all, the apprentice had such unfathomable kung fu.

However, she really didn't know how the master died suddenly, and she didn't find any memories of it.

The Wuxin monk's eyes jumped twice, landed on Yue Qinghe's curious face, and only said, "Don't mention it, don't mention it." ”

"......" Yue Qinghe endured his disdainful eyes again, and he didn't see sadness, why couldn't he mention it?

"Rest early, I'll be able to send you home early tomorrow morning." The unintentional monk is another tepid sentence.

Yue Qinghe turned around and looked at the only bed, and said with some deliberateness in his heart: "Okay, one bed can sleep the two of us." ”

"No, senior brother doesn't like to squeeze, I'd better lay on the floor......"

"Don't squeeze!" Yue Qinghe looked at Wuxin carefully, wanting to find out from his expression, whether he really didn't know that she was actually a little junior sister.

Unexpectedly, the eyes of the heartless monk became even more puzzled than hers.

"Isn't this the case all the way?"

“……”

After staring at each other with big eyes, Yue Qinghe realized that he should be different from the previous little monk, and the senior brother's expression was clearly full of doubt and incomprehension.

"Sleep! Good night! ”

Yue Qinghe turned around angrily and got on the bed, lying on the bed with his clothes closed.

The monk Wuxin shook his head helplessly at the inexplicable "good night" of his junior brother, feeling that this junior brother was really evil today, and he was afraid that he needed to recite a Buddhist scripture to exorcise evil spirits.

The next day, after the rain and the sky was clear, after a simple breakfast, the monk Wuxin took Yue Qinghe and went straight to the Yue's house in the current Changping Marquis Mansion.

When he arrived at the Changping Marquis Mansion, the unintentional monk stepped forward to knock on the door, and handed the master's letter in, and repeatedly instructed him to hand over the letter to Yue Mingyuan, the son of the world.

Next, in the end, it is a high threshold, and for them in tattered clothes, they can only wait outside the door.

"Senior brother, is this really my home?" Yue Qinghe looked at this high-gate compound, and there was still a little bit of excitement in his heart.

If she has such family conditions, she can accept it, at least it is no problem to be a rice worm who sits and eats and waits for death.

"Well, you'll be able to see your family soon." The heartless monk said with relief.

But this one didn't come soon, and it was noon, and the gate of the Changping Marquis Mansion was never opened again.

"Senior brother, this ...... This...... What does this mean exactly? This is clearly not admitting what I mean, what are we waiting for here? ”

Yue Qinghe was sweating profusely from the heat, and he had long lost his patience, and he made people wait for a long time as soon as he waited, how could there be such a person who had no concept of time?

"No hurry, no hurry." The heartless monk also had beads of sweat on his forehead.

The master has a deep friendship with this Changping Hou, and when he hugged his junior brother, he said that he would wait for his junior brother to be sixteen years old and pick him up.

I never thought that the master really couldn't wait for two years later, and he sent someone so suddenly.

I don't know what the situation is in the Changping Marquis Mansion now, do you recognize it or not?

The master said that Old Man Yue was afraid that he didn't plan to recognize this child, it was really a sin, and I was afraid that only by handing the letter to Yue Mingyuan could there be hope.

But do you admit it or not?

Regarding this issue, Yue Mingyuan and his father had been entangled for most of the day, so he reluctantly asked Yue Mingyuan to open the door and bring people into the mansion.

The door of the Marquis of Changping Mansion opened, and Yue Mingyuan came out of it, with some emotional waves on his face, just looking at the two little monks at the door, one big and one small, a little confused.

Where is his daughter at the door?

"Senior brother, is it possible that the one in the middle is ...... I...... Father? Yue Qinghe looked at the skinny man, although his face was white, but because he was too thin, the whole person felt weak and incompetent, and it really didn't match the door of this style, it was too much like malnutrition.

If it weren't for the splendid clothes on his body, followed by Xiao Si and the girl left and right behind him, Yue Qinghe really didn't dare to think about her father's identity.

The heartless monk also looked at it carefully with some confusion, Yue Mingyuan he had seen it more than ten years ago, it was really a tiger with a bear waist and a burly figure at that time, and now looking at that face, it looks a little similar, but how is this image? It's like a frosted eggplant, pumped......

"Look at it, it should be." The Wuxin monk whispered, "It's just that I used to be tall and strong, but now I ......."

Yue Mingyuan walked down the steps step by step, and moved his gaze from Yue Qinghe's face to Wuxin's face in confusion, and asked, "This...... You ......"

"The poor monk was ordered by the master to send the innocent junior brother home...... "The unintentional monk stretched out his hand and pointed at Yue Qinghe, and solved Yue Mingyuan's doubts in time.

But his words made Yue Qinghe gasp, could he really be a "junior brother" before he crossed over?

This...... Isn't that particularly embarrassing.

Yue Mingyuan looked sideways at Yue Qinghe again, and he also had an embarrassed look, he remembered that the person he took away was clearly a female baby, how could he return a little monk?

Is this a good thing or a bad thing for him?

"That...... Chunxi ......" Yue Mingyuan's thoughts flashed and he didn't care, as far as the immediate situation is concerned, the male and female babies are not important, he looked at a delicate and happy little girl next to him, and said, "Quick, welcome...... Enter the house! ”

Anyway, Yue Mingyuan was still a little happy in his heart, but he was not comfortable for a while, and he didn't know whether to say that Miss Ying would return home or Young Master should return home.

The little girl called Chunxi was also puzzled, she had been talking about Miss just now, but now she ......

Chunxi was surprised for a flash, but she was also a clever girl, Qu Li should be, stepped forward and said cordially: "Slave Chunxi welcomes the little master......"

Yue Qinghe's heart lit up when she was infected by this little girl's joyful little voice, she is a talker, looking at this situation, isn't this her girl in the future?

Very good, at least not a lifeless girl, she really doesn't need a decent maid.

Yue Qinghe thought so, and didn't think that he would hang up the spring breeze on his face, but when he entered the courtyard gate, he saw a row of warblers and Yanyan, and the light gauze clothes were very delicate......

Yue Qinghe frowned, her mind raced, this can't be all the many sisters in her family, right?

This...... Doesn't seem like a good thing!