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Xiaomianpai stretched out his hand and tugged on his husband's sleeve, and whispered softly, "It's him who encouraged your father to reschedule our wedding."
"I always feel like there's something wrong with this guy."
Mo Lian narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced dangerously at the Imperial Master who was walking through the door.
He also felt that this Imperial Master was very strange. He seemed to act like an immortal on weekdays, but he felt that he was a bit targeted at his little wife.
The little man with a small face took the tangerine peeled by her husband, stuffed a piece into his mouth, and turned to look at the little monk who was already eating and eating happily.
The little guy was squatting next to her with a round head and a round head, holding a shortbread on each of his two little paws, waving his cheeks and eating, and turning his head to look at her from time to time.
"Female donor, we will bring back some food for the little monkey later."
Qiao Mu nodded, took his little hand and wiped it, "Kongkong, your Master Kongyin said that he wants to see you today. When we meet later, do you know what to say to him?"
The young monk put down the shortbread in his hand and glanced at Qiao Mu with a puzzled look on his face, "Female donor. What do you want to say to Master Kongyin?"
A trace of a confused smile appeared on his slumped and tight face, "Of course I want to trick him."
"Think about it, when Zhu Fan and his wife brought you to China, they said they had received the order of the great elder."
"But you were attacked by a group of men in black on the way. What happened? I'm afraid only Kong Yin, that old bald donkey, knows."
The little monk pursed his lips into a straight line and said with a serious face, "Female donor, you said that the master is a bald donkey."
Mo Lian on the side couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Every time he listened to these two conversations, he had the urge to laugh.
Qiao Mu raised her hand and touched his bare head, "Do you remember?"
The young monk nodded, "I asked Master Kongyin, who are those men in black?"
Qiao Mu nodded, "Sister will send you to Kongyin's table later. Remember to ask."
The little monk nodded his head happily, pursed his lips and asked, "Female donor, can I still go back with you tonight?"
"Can."
The little monk seemed even happier. He reached out and picked up the fruit on the plate and ate it.
As long as the female donor doesn¡¯t throw him away, you can ask me anything.
Not long after, the late Elder Kongyin and several elders from the Presbyterian Church also appeared.
At this moment, the Imperial Master happened to be seated. He turned to look at Elder Kongyin and his party, and nodded slightly with a smile.
Kongyin touched his long beard, looked at the Imperial Master, and nodded his head slightly to reveal a smile.
Xiaomian stood up and pulled the little monk to stand up.
With her move, everyone who was enjoying the singing and dancing in the pavilion silenced their voices.
A pair of eyes immediately looked towards her.
It is true that this little princess is really not an easy person to get along with. Thinking of the last banquet, the little princess was so hard on her that she couldn't even drink the hot soup. You adults can't help but want to cry for yourselves. Cry last time.
The kabuki dancers who were spinning rapidly in the hall took a few steps back and lowered their heads to make way for a passage.
Xiaomianpai ignored the others and sent the young monk to the seat next to the great elder Kongyin.
Elder Kongyin immediately showed a kind smile on his face, "Qiao Qiao, it's been a long time no see. I've been busy preaching and talking about Taoism recently, but I haven't talked to you for a long time." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel .com