After all the dishes were served, Xiao San returned to the box where the fake Taoist priest and Ning Jiaman were.

As soon as the fake Taoist priest saw Xiao San, it was like seeing his God of Wealth, who disappeared without a trace in front of ordinary people.

"Third son, how have you thought about it, if you are sincere, the contemptible person will be able to connect with the gods immediately, at least it is no problem to ask for an extra ten or eight years of life for the third prince."

Xiao San's unhurried appearance really made the fake Taoist anxious.

"Since the 'Living Immortals' are so powerful, why shouldn't I? Anyway, I lack everything, that is, I don't lack money, as long as I can use money to get something, it is not a problem for my third son. ”

The fake Taoist priest laughed even more happily, and the dog-legged picked up the wine jug to pour wine for Xiao San.

Xiao San didn't drink it, but just pretended to mention it inadvertently: "Don't be in a hurry to donate sesame oil money, if the 'living immortals' don't dislike it, the singer of Fulu Yipin is a must-have in the capital, I don't know if the 'living immortals' can appreciate their faces, we enjoy the singing and dancing, while drinking and talking, and when we have enough, I donate a thousand taels, I don't know if the sincerity of the 'living immortals' can let the gods in the sky manifest and eliminate my bad luck?" ”

The fake Taoist priest choked on the spirits: "One thousand taels!?" ”

Xiao San squinted slightly.

The fake Taoist priest felt that he was now dreaming, a thousand taels, a number he couldn't even dream of! There is no reason to refuse!

"Enough! Enough! The third prince is so sincere, the contemptible people must let the gods paint a few more years of life for the third prince! ”

……

After a cup of tea, He Anjia rubbed his sore shoulders and finally drew Murong Huan and Chongyan.

Double happiness is on the side, carefully tidying up every place.

Murong Ying and Chongyan, who had applied rouge powder, had red cheeks like monkey buttocks, pursed their lips with red paper, swollen like a hornet's nest, and the bulge on their chests was even more round.

These two people can't look closely, otherwise they will have to spew out the food they ate today, yesterday, and the day before yesterday.

After discussing with Xiao San, Murong Huan and Chongyan returned to the designated room to wait.

"Gross-"

Helan Ci found a reasonable excuse, temporarily escaped from the box with Concubine Ning and Concubine Hua, and retched on to the pillar in the corridor!

These two mothers are really ...... It stinks!

He couldn't help but wonder if they couldn't smell themselves or each other.

How did they manage to eat so with relish?

And it doesn't matter if Concubine Hua doesn't play cards according to common sense, how can she even ...... Concubine Ning

Just as Helan was holding on to the pillar and was depressed and collapsed, a "father-in-law" made him look back in confusion.

Chongyan, who was turned into a flower by He Anjia, smiled at Helan Ci: "Father-in-law, what a coincidence." ”

Helan Ci looked at Chongyan: "!! His eyes !!

Murong Huan had heard of Helan Ci from his father when he was in Northern Xia, and when he didn't meet Chacha, he was ready to make a marriage contract for him and He Anjia.

"Lord Helan, how many months have you been? Why did you vomit so much? ”

Helan Ci looked at Murong Huan: "!! His eyes !!

"Daddy?"

Helan Ci didn't care about saluting anymore, he felt that his cognition had improved several levels in just one day.

"Anjia, this ...... What's going on? ”

Helan Ci still couldn't hold back the fragrance in his mouth, what he wanted to say was that these two ugly things came from!