Feng Wanyue didn't answer this question.

However, she brought Mo Chenyuan back to the Yuanbao Taoist Temple.

If they stay in Su Mansion any longer, the Su family's father and son will be scared to death.

"Lord Wang, the Taoist temple is simple, you can sit casually first."

"Hmm."

Feng Wanyue went in and out of various rooms, and there were no copper coins everywhere.

Instead, in the incense burner in front of the statue of the grandfather, a letter was found.

The letter said that there was a child in the next village whose soul had been lost, and that he and the village chief were old acquaintances, so they decided to help summon the soul on the premise of receiving the money.

Looking at the date left at the end, today is the next day.

Judging from the current ability of copper coins, this kind of thing should not be difficult.

For the sake of prudence, Feng Wanyue still made a divination.

After all, he is an apprentice who has been teaching him for ten years, and it would be too cost-effective if something happened.

Mo Chenyuan sipped bamboo leaf tea, watching her hold the turtle shell in her hand and shaking it, but she also felt fresh.

"How?"

"Khit."

"For whom?"

"Apprentice."

"That fat Taoist?"

"Hmm."

Mo Chenyuan's hand tightened, and a crack suddenly appeared in the teacup.

He put it down expressionlessly, letting the tea slowly overflow, "You haven't answered the question of the king yet." ”

"What did the prince ask, but the mourning family forgot."

"Okay, then the king will say it again, and you listen well."

“……”

"This king is richer than Su Xun, so do you want this king?"

Feng Wanyue first put the turtle shell aside, and then sat up and asked rhetorically, "Lord Wang, actually, do you like to mourn the family?" ”

“……”

"The Su family is willing to give money to the mourning family because the mourning family has saved their lives and wealth, and the mourning family needs money to shape the golden body of the ancestor and make merits, so we can be regarded as a mutually beneficial relationship."

“……”

"But the mourning family has nothing to do with the prince, if the prince is not rich and stupid, then he must have a bad idea of the mourning family!"

Hearing this, the corners of Mo Chenyuan's lips twitched faintly.

Suddenly I regretted asking that question, and I almost forgot that this girl's brain circuit is different from ordinary people.

He clenched his fists and covered his lips and coughed lightly, trying to resolve the inexplicable embarrassment, "Although this king doesn't know what love is, ...... Never like the Queen Mother. ”

Even if Tianji Pavilion calculates that you are the true daughter of this king.

Feng Wanyue shrugged her shoulders indifferently, "Also, you are the regent, the mourning family is the queen mother, if you like the mourning family, the mourning family will definitely be regarded by those old ministers as a fox spirit to seduce you, and then catch it and soak it in the pig cage!" ”

Mo Chenyuan smiled, "With this king here, no one in Xiliang Kingdom dares to bully you." ”

"With the words of the prince, I am relieved."

"Call Uncle Huang."

“…… Uncle Huang. ”

Heheda, you have to take advantage of the higher generation!

Before Feng Wanyue finished slandering, he heard the man's deep voice sound, "Since you don't want to ask for this king's money, why don't you calculate the marriage for this king?" ”

"Marriage?"

"Well, what's the problem?"

"Nope."

Speaking of which, she heard Su Zimiao say it a while ago.

Mo Chenyuan is twenty-three this year, only two years older than Helian Xiao, but the palace doesn't even have a female mosquito, let alone a warm concubine.

Such an excellent man, who has never married a wife in Xiliang Country at this age, could it be that there is something wrong?

Feng Wanyue's face did not change color, "You stretch out your hand, I'll show you palmistry first." ”

"Okay." Mo Chenyuan stretched out his hand.

Because of the perennial practice of martial arts, there is a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips and palms.