Take your own vegetable shop and travel to the desert road

Xuan Ming couldn't hold it back anymore, so he laughed out loud. He covered his face with his sleeves and laughed for a while before he stopped.

He didn't blame him for letting this woman named Xiaoyu ask seriously if her junior brother was trying to defeat her. This was the first time he heard such words.

"Master Xuanming, is there something wrong with what I said?"

Chen Yu was puzzled by his laughter. She didn't say anything funny. She was asking seriously. She really wanted to know if the Ninth Prince could defeat her.

This injury comes one after another. Every time she feels that the last injury is better, a new injury will be added to her body. This is not to restrain her, but something else.

"There's nothing wrong. It's just the first time I heard someone talk about the Ninth Prince like that, and I felt a little strange for a moment."

Xuan Ming tried hard to hold back his smile, but the smile disappeared when he saw Chen Yu's wound.

"What Miss Xiaoyu said is not unreasonable. Pindao will come and do the calculations for you two. Please trouble Miss Xiaoyu to tell me your birthday and horoscope."

How could she remember her birth date? How could anyone celebrate her birthday in this body?

"Master Xuanming, do you have to have your birth date to calculate it? Can't you tell from your hands whether the prince is trying to conquer me?"

This really stumped him. It would have been okay if the master were here, but now that the master is traveling around the world, no one can find him.

"Sorry, Pindao is not that capable yet. Pindao's master is, but he is not a Taoist monk now."

Chen Yu lowered his head in despair and reported the birthday of her previous life and the time of her birth. As for the year, she really couldn't remember.

Is this calculation? Just move your fingers. It can't be a lie. It shouldn't be. A Taoist temple that can gain a foothold in the capital should have some real skills.

Hey, the hand stopped.

Before Xuan Ming started to calculate, he always thought that this woman named Xiaoyu was talking nonsense, but now he didn't think so, and his junior brother could not defeat her.

On the contrary, she is the one who blocks the evil for her junior brother, whether he says this or not.

"Master, you are talking. Why don't you say a word? Please tell me if the Ninth Prince is trying to defeat me."

Before Chen Yu's urging could receive Xuan Ming's reply, a voice sounded.

"I don't know when I have the ability to defeat others. It's just nonsense, and you believe it."

"The Ninth Prince is right. Miss Xiaoyu and the Ninth Prince are destined to be reunited in this life."

Chen Yu almost spat out these disgusting words. What kind of fate could she have with the Ninth Prince? Even if they were destined to be together in this life, it would be a bad fate.

"Master Xuanming is right, you are right. The slave and the Ninth Prince had a predestined relationship in the past life, so in this life, the slave will travel thousands of miles to be the prince's maid."

As Chen Yu spoke, he felt nauseous, so disgusting that the noodles he had just eaten began to tumble in his stomach.

"Speak politely and don't disgust me. I see that you are recovering well. If I had known better, I wouldn't have come here specially."

Although Qin Ye said this, the baggage in Bai Hu's hand was just Chen Yu's change of clothes.

"The prince came at the right time. Not long after Miss Xiaoyu woke up, the prince arrived."

What Fenxiang said made Chen Yu feel very embarrassed, as if she woke up because of him. Why were so many people silent?

See what she is doing with the prince, he is not waiting for her to talk.

Chen Yu simply started rubbing his eyes to pretend to be sleepy and yawning constantly. When everyone saw her like this, they didn't want to disturb her and left the room one by one to let her rest.

At first, Chen Yu pretended to sleep, and then she really fell asleep. When she woke up again, the sun had already begun to set.

The moment she got up from the bed, she accidentally touched the wound, and she grimaced in pain.

"Fuck, it hurts so much. It's all the fault of the Ninth Prince. He said you don't have to worry about your safety because he's here. I think it's because I'm destined to be in danger because he's here."

After saying that, she looked in the direction of the table. She was woken up by thirst, and the first thing she did when she woke up was to look for water.

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, Chen Yu was so frightened that he couldn't help but beat his chest.

No, the Ninth Prince must be sick. He must be sick. Sitting in the room without making a sound, he thought about who he was scaring to death and what his look meant.

Qin Ye looked at Chen Yu with complicated eyes. The senior brother said that this person was by his side to protect him from evil. When he heard the news, he thought the senior brother was joking.

As a result, his senior brother reminded him not to forget what his master said back then, and he recalled what his master had said and the injuries she had suffered during this period.

It might be a coincidence once or twice, but he had to believe it the third time, especially that night three days ago, if she hadn't been walking beside him at that time.

There was no way he would be scratched by the knife, and the poison took effect very quickly. If he hadn't taken her to find his senior brother, Xiaoyu might not have survived.

If he was the one who was injured in the first place, then he probably wouldn't be able to wait for his senior brother to save him.

Seeing that the Ninth Prince remained silent, Chen Yu thought that he was concerned about what she just said.

"That's not what I meant by what I just said. It's the bad guys and the assassins who are wrong. It's none of the prince's business. If I insist on saying it, I can only say that I don't know what's going on recently. It's like being entangled by bad luck."

Since Master Xuanming didn't say that the Ninth Prince could defeat her, it could only be because she was unlucky, and she didn't know if there was anything that could help her.

She doesn't have to be lucky to recover as long as her life is not in danger.

"Inside that baggage is a change of clothes for you. I will come to take you down the mountain in half a month. You can rest peacefully in Xiangyun Temple for the past half month.

If you need anything, please ask Fenxiang to let me know. "

Qin Ye left after saying that, and Chen Yu, who was so fast, didn't even have time to call him.

"Could it be that the Ninth Prince felt guilty for not protecting me well so he didn't care about what I said? When did he become so easy to talk to?"

Chen Yu opened the bag and took a look. Who prepared these clothes? You must be sick. They are either peach pink or orange pink. Who likes to wear clothes in this color?

She herself was tanned like black coal because of fleeing from famine, so once she wears this color, it will look ugly no matter how ugly it is.

"Sister Xiaoyu, are these your clothes?"

Jingyun walked in from the door, holding a wooden tray with a steaming bowl of medicine on it.

"Do you like it? If you like it, I can trade with you."

It was a lie to say he didn't like it. Jingyun put down the wooden support and waved his hand in embarrassment.

"No, these are your clothes, sister Xiaoyu. I will damage them if I have to work."

No, you should change it. If you don’t change it, who will wear those ugly clothes?

"These are not my clothes, they are the clothes prepared by the prince. I don't like the color. Jingyun, I like your Taoist uniform. Whether I can change it with you or not, we will just have one."