Space hoarding: Miracle doctor’s fat wife is not easy to mess with

Yunzhu's heart skipped a beat and he immediately stood up to apologize.

"Master Marquis, I was wrong. I will never think about it again. I will send my wife safely to Youyun Mountain."

Seeing that Zhao Xiyan's face was still ugly, he quickly added another sentence.

"...In my early years, I passed by Youyun Mountain. I lived there for a while and met many strange people. When I get there, I will ask them to take care of my wife. These people are all chivalrous and will never let my wife be wronged. .....”

"Who do you know? I thought I also studied art in Youyun Mountain back then." Zhao Xiyan said to Yunzhu coldly.

Although his expression was still bad at the moment, his voice had become much softer.

Yunzhu immediately felt relieved and spoke more easily.

"Master Hou refers to the brief period of learning skills when he was five years old. When did that end? I'm afraid those old men you know have died long ago..."

"Nonsense, how can you die?"

"Can you not die? I heard someone say that at that time you only talked to older people, thinking that they were wise..."

"nonsense..."

"..."

The two of them were talking, and the atmosphere slowly became warm again.

Zhao Xiyan couldn't help but tell Qi Yue that she was pregnant, and told Yunzhu to take special care of her and make sure there were no mistakes.

Yunzhu was very happy after hearing this, and completely put all his thoughts of keeping Qi Yue behind him.

The two discussed closely before ending the conversation.

It was already late at night when we returned to the inn.

In the upper bedroom, Qi Yue was sleeping deeply.

A black hair made the bed, and the snow-white neck was so bright that it burned people's eyes in the dim light.

Seeing Qi Yue sleeping in pieces as usual, Zhao Xiyan couldn't help but smile.

That night when he wanted to express his feelings to Qi Yue, this was the scene he saw after breaking into Qi Yue's house.

Enchanting, charming and tender.

The most beautiful and hardest-to-find scenery in the world is nothing more than this.

He stepped forward lightly and gathered the quilt that Qi Yue had spread out.

Then he sat on the footstool beside the bed and looked at the person in front of him dreamily.

After this night, I don’t know when the two of them will meet again.

Or can I see it?

Thinking of the inevitable battle with Huangfunan, Zhao Xiyan was still a little worried.

Yunzhu's kung fu was not inferior to his, but it was still difficult for him to survive fifty moves under Huangfunan, and one of his arms was almost removed.

Even if he is added to the mix, their combined strength may not be as good as Huangfu Nan's.

After all, the old man had lived as long as they had.

Not to mention the thoughts and strategies, the skill of the body has reached the state of transformation, completely out of touch with the highest state that a person can reach.

Even if you persuade Shen Gong to rebel, it may not be able to sway Huangfu Nan...

It's really tricky...

"Husband..."

The sudden soft call brought Zhao Xiyan back to his senses, and he smiled.

"Yue'er, you wake up..."

"hug..."

The person on the bed closed his eyes tightly, but his hands kept groping around him.

Obviously babbling.

Zhao Xiyan was startled for a moment, and a happy tenderness suddenly arose in his heart.

His Yue'er became increasingly inseparable from him.

Even in a dream.

"Okay, let's hold my husband..."

He got into bed with his clothes on, and instantly there was a pair of arms around his neck, and then a slender leg was put around his waist.

"I never sleep properly..."

He murmured lovingly, pulled the quilt over and covered Qi Yue again.

The next day, the sky was still covered with dark clouds and there were bursts of thunder.

When Qi Yue woke up, Zhao Xiyan was long gone.

Thinking that the man had probably forgotten about sending her away, he was happily looking at the sky and complaining about the weird weather in Gemei City, when he saw a handsome monk suddenly coming out of the corridor opposite.

Generally speaking, it is difficult to have a particularly good-looking person with a bald head.

After all, beautiful hair is one of the prerequisites for beauty.

But this Yunzhu, even with his bare head, does not look out of place, as if he has hair growing on his head.

That head that was as bright as a lightbulb not only did not damage his beauty, but instead gave him a rare sense of abstinence.

Qi Yue compared him with Zhao Xiyan side by side, and felt that her own men were better at everything, so she immediately lost interest.

"Hei Lie, is that Yunzhu?"

Hei Lie, who had been following him, glanced at Yunzhu and said respectfully, "Yes, I was here early in the morning."

Qi Yue was silent, "It seems he came last night."

No wonder Zhao Xiyan didn't even come back to sleep!

It seems that the two of them talked a lot!

Just as he was thinking about it, Yunzhu had already walked all the way over.

He has a white robe and red lips, and a Zen bead on his neck. Each bead is matte black and plump, but it has a strange sense of harmony with his whole person.

He has the same black Zen staff on his left hand. As he walks, the ring on the Zen staff makes a clear "buzzing" sound.

After walking three meters away, Yunzhu stopped, raised his right hand and recited a sentence.

"Amitabha, the young monk Yunzhu has met Madam."

It was the first time for Qi Yue to be worshiped by a monk in his past and present lives, and he couldn't help but feel a little no longer there.

As a soul from another world, Qi Yue is more in awe of gods and ghosts.

Monks are one of them.

"Hello, Yunzhu... eminent monk?"

"Amitabha, I don't dare call you a master, my wife. You can call me Yunzhu."

"Okay, Yunzhu is just Yunzhu."

"Xiao Monk Xie Madam."

Qi Yue felt much more at ease when she saw that Yunzhu was not mysterious and unpredictable like ordinary monks, and seemed to have seen through your past and present lives.

"I heard that you are very good at martial arts?"

Yunzhu was stunned for a moment, then recited another Buddhist chant, "It's pretty good, but it's not as good as the Marquis."

"Oh, you became a monk, have you really seen through the world of mortals? Why did I hear that it was related to Zhao Xiyan?!"

Yunzhu was stunned again, as if he didn't understand why Qi Yue asked such a strange question.

He paused for a moment, then raised his right hand and held a Buddhist ritual.

"Amitabha, there are many people who see through the world of mortals, but not everyone will become a monk."

This time it was Qi Yue's turn to be stunned.

Although Yunzhu's words may sound simple, they are actually very sharp.

In this world, how many people cry out that they have seen through and give up, but in fact they still can't let go.

In the world of mortals, I am searching up and down, but I am just unwilling to give up.

The focus of her question was clearly on the latter sentence, but Yunzhu's answer was clearly evasive, saying that he had really broken through the world of mortals.

When Qi Yue wanted to ask again, Zhao Xiyan strode over.

"Yue'er, have you met Yunzhu?"

"...Sort of."

Boss Qi Yue glanced at Yunzhu displeasedly, then grabbed Zhao Xiyan's sleeve and pulled him aside.

"Didn't you tell me to ask if I have any questions when he comes? Why are you interrupting me now?"

Zhao Xiyan smiled slightly and lowered his voice.

"You can wait until you get more familiar with it before asking. He will send you to Yunshan later, so he has a lot of time. Besides, Yunzhu is not good at words. If you ask him directly, he will scare people!"

Not good at words? Scary? !

Qi Yue twitched the corners of her lips.

"I just asked him if becoming a monk has anything to do with you. He was trying to get a good deal with me, but you said he's not good at words?! Why do I think he's deliberately avoiding the important and taking the easy? Is there something going on here?"