Chapter 162: Weird

It's weird.

"Fu Jin," Su Peisheng came in and replied after she finished freshening up, "The master has already sent guards to send the fourth young master back to the house, you don't have to worry." ”

Chu Xian rubbed her eyebrows, walked to the side hall and had breakfast with the fourth master, but she couldn't figure it out.

"My fourth brother has never been a person who doesn't know the importance of things, how can he get drunk here and make trouble like that?"

Today is the first day of the 11th month, and many pilgrims who come to the incense have seen it.

Tanzhe Temple is the most prosperous Zen temple in this area of the capital, there are many noble families who come to the incense, and there are many people who know the famous gentleman of the capital.

The news that he had come here to get drunk would soon spread in the capital.

Turning back, her mother Hesheri was going to be angry again.

didn't want to see her face full of sadness, he had a cold face: "I don't eat or sleep." ”

Chu Xian didn't speak sullenly, still frowning, and really couldn't figure out why Wuge made such a fuss in Tanzhe Temple.

Alas, the little Fujin he married is really a little milk dog who doesn't know anything.

And why? Five squares were just protecting her. In the future, if someone inquires about the reason for the sea of Kongming lanterns, they will only think that it is a woman who gave it to Wuge, but they were rejected by others, so they were sad and drunk.

He's a fool, and no one will doubt it.

Knowing that Wuge was protecting Chu Xian, he still couldn't stop being irritable in his heart.

Irritated and cooperated with the five grids to act, and at the same time gave a gag order to the people around him, not to mention last night's incident to anyone.

He has a way to prevent this matter from getting out, but Wuge wants to fight for cash.

"Your fourth brother treats you very well." After all, I couldn't bear to watch her frown and eat, and the cold voice of the fourth master sounded.

Chu Xian nodded: "My mother's four brothers love me very much, and the fourth brother loves me the most." I asked him to do anything for me, and he was willing, and very fast. He helped me prepare the lights last night. ”

"He prepared those lights." The fourth master looked over with a hint of shallow soft light in his cold eyes and corrected her words.

Yes, it was prepared by her fourth brother.

Is there something wrong?

Why is the fourth master repeated?

Chu Xian found that although it had been more than three months since she married into the royal family, it seemed that her brain was still not enough.

"Merlin's red plum blossomed last night." The handsome young man looked at her ignorant eyes and thought it was funny, and when she finished eating breakfast slowly, he still spoke coldly.

Chu Xian was a little surprised: "It was opened half a month in advance?" "Yesterday, the fourth master also said that the plum blossoms here will not bloom until mid-November.

"Fu Jin can go and take a look, and I don't know when I come back." The boy picked up the book and flipped to the page he had read yesterday.

Chu Xian had already taken the big and was about to go out.

The boy looked at him casually.

Not......

"Did the fourth master go to the snow and enjoy the plum blossoms with Xian'er? The snow has stopped and the wind has stopped, and the weather is fine. She leaned over to him and tilted her head in invitation.

He put down the book and got up: "That's it, let's go and see it too." ”

Tanzhesi has few eyes, so you can accompany her more. When I returned to the palace, it was different. He slowed his pace and walked slowly with her.

The red plum blossomed just right, Chu Xian folded a short sprig and played with it in her hand: "The plum blossoms here are spiritual, knowing that the fourth master is here, he deliberately bloomed a few days early." ”

Is it? He thought she had been here last night, so the plum blossoms were willing to bloom early.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard someone talking next to him.

"If the monks don't speak, why doesn't the donor believe the words of the poor monks? The donor is indeed born blessed and very noble. ”