The way to save the villain: crazy stickers

Gu Qiyi ate all the pastries on the plate and kept the delicate plate.

"A woman is not happy."

He didn't know why he was unhappy, he just didn't like having women around Ji Qinghe.

Gu Qiyi was so unhappy that he couldn't even eat.

On the second day, while distracted, he knocked on the wooden fish and fished in troubled waters.

The abbot led his disciples in front of him to chant sutras, but Gu Qiyi was the only one who was fishing for fish, absent-mindedly.

The young monk who came in at the same time as Gu Qiyi asked in a low voice: "What are you doing? If you don't recite sutras seriously, you won't have anything to eat for a while!"

Gu Qiyi was very depressed, "I... am in a bad mood and can't eat."

The young monk didn't believe it, "If you are in a bad mood, shouldn't you turn your sadness and anger into appetite?"

Gu Qiyi was shocked, "How could you do this? If I'm in a bad mood, I can't eat. I only eat more when I'm in a good mood."

The little monk muttered, then you have to be in a bad mood all the time.

Otherwise, Wanfo Temple would be depleted by Gu Qiyi sooner or later.

"What did you say?" Gu Qiyi heard the young monk's words with his sharp ears.

"Concentrate on chanting," the host reminded.

The young monk immediately lowered his head and pretended to chant the sutra seriously, but Gu Qiyi still looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

He was not a monk to begin with, so why did he have to become one?

I always feel that this host is not a good person.

However, Gu Qiyi is now penniless and does not know his specific identity, so he can only stay in Wanfo Temple for now.

Otherwise, he would have to live on the streets.

What's more, Ji Qinghe is right next door.

When Gu Qiyi thought of Ji Qinghe, he thought of that woman's voice.

No, he was going to see what kind of relationship Ji Qinghe had with that woman tonight!

After Gu Qiyi made up his mind, his mood gradually improved and he ate a few more bowls of vegetarian food at noon.

Little monk: "..."

What if you say you're in a bad mood and can't eat?

It’s obviously quite edible!

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Twelve was suddenly transferred back and was a little confused.

"Master, why did you transfer me back?"

Eleven rolled his eyes, "Who knows, the master suddenly wanted to transfer me away. Fortunately, I put on a show, and the master transferred you back. Do you remember to work hard, you know?"

"Do you need to tell me? I've always done a good job," Twelve said confidently, holding his sword.

Eleven curled his lips, "Master Luo has rushed to the capital, right?"

The Mr. Luo she refers to is Luo Junqing, Ji Qinghe's staff.

A scholar who fainted at the back door of Chengde Villa three years ago.

At that time, Shiyi picked him up when he saw that he was handsome and handsome.

Ji Qinghe never cared about such things, but later he learned that Luo Junqing studied with his uncle Xiao Shen when he was a child, and they had a very close relationship.

Knowing what Ji Qinghe was going to do, he took the initiative to come from the northwest to seek refuge, hoping to help the Xiao family reverse the case.

"Well, we've already reunited. If nothing unexpected happens, the dog emperor will call the general back soon." Twelve said calmly, leaning against the wall.

Three years of planning was just to make the Dog Emperor's plans fail.

Do you think you can plot against the Xiao family and seize military power?

Without Xiao Shen, a victorious general, how could the others resist the barbarians?

What Ji Qinghe wants is not to work for nothing for the Dog Emperor, nor to sit in that supreme position and work hard every day.

"Master has no intention of helping the Dog Emperor to work in vain," Eleven frowned, "The Dog Emperor wanted to make the one who didn't remember the crown prince yesterday. It was really stupid. How can the one who doesn't remember be compared with His Highness, who is the best among us? "

Twelve agreed, "The Dog Emperor's eyesight is not very good, so there is nothing we can do."

"Do you think the master will be invited back?" Eleven asked.

Twelve glanced at Eleven, "Don't discuss the master's private affairs."

Eleven immediately fell silent.

Ji Qinghe sat lazily on the deck chair, looking at the lotus flowers in the courtyard, which were blooming very brightly, but in his mind, he thought about how the little monk left unhappy last night. What on earth was he unhappy about?

"Eleven, come here."

Eleven thought he had been caught speaking ill of his master, so he hurried over to apologize, "Master, please forgive me."

Ji Qinghe snorted coldly, "What are you guilty of?"

"My subordinates have arbitrarily discussed my master's private affairs. Please forgive me, master." Shi Yi quickly accepted the blame.

Ji Qinghe was silent.

The atmosphere was a bit anxious.

Eleven felt extremely uneasy.

Twelve did not dare to plead for mercy, because he knew that Ji Qinghe did not like his subordinates to plead for mercy. The more they begged for mercy, the heavier the punishment would be.

"What do you think is the reason why someone got angry and left after hearing that a woman was around a man?" Ji Qinghe said suddenly.

Eleven was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Ji Qinghe, then at Twelve, and then at Ji Qinghe, "Master, is there someone with you?"

Ji Qinghe neither denied nor admitted, but urged impatiently, "Just say whatever you want, what nonsense!"

Although Eleven has never experienced love, as a girl, she still understands these things.

"I'm just jealous. If the person I like is around another woman, I will definitely be jealous and unhappy."

Ji Qinghe raised his eyebrows, "Jealous?"

Is that little monk jealous?

How can it be!

It looks like I have eaten a little more.

It seems like he is jealous.

Moreover, he and the young monk only met each other, so the other party was jealous?

This jealousy is really big.

Ji Qinghe felt a strange joy in his heart, which was difficult to describe.

With a turn of eleven eyes, no wonder the master wants to transfer him away, that's it!

This time she understood.

"Master, next time you get along with Mistress, remember to tell me that I will never disturb you. Mistress may have misunderstood." Eleven said diligently.

Ji Qinghe: "..."

Mistress?

The image of the little bald man eating appeared in his mind.

It is really difficult to relate to the gentle title of mistress.

Twelve was afraid that Eleven would be scolded, so he pulled Eleven aside and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense!"

After a while, he was punished by his master again.

Ji Qinghe glanced at the two of them and said calmly: "Go down and let the kitchen prepare the dishes in the evening and keep them warm until I need them."

Eleven immediately thought that he must have exclusive time with his mistress, and quickly said: "Do you need me to prepare a rose petal bath or something? I will ask my servant to clean the hot spring in the backyard?"

Ji Qinghe chuckled, "You are quite experienced."

Eleven chuckled, "Master, you don't know that your subordinates like to read some romantic books. Many of the protagonists in them like to take rose petal baths, and then play in hot springs and so on."

Isn't she helping her master to worry about the world first?

She is a good subordinate!

It was the first time that Ji Qinghe knew that the storybook actually wrote this.

He looked at Eleven silently, seeming to be thinking about something.

Eleven's head was numb when he was stared at, "Master, are you interested? How about I lend you all the novels I have collected for many years?"

"Borrow?" Ji Qinghe asked.

Eleven immediately said: "Send them all, send them all."

Her heart is bleeding!

"Go get it," Ji Qinghe pretended to be calm, "Remember to ask someone to clean up the hot spring pool. No rose petals are needed. I don't have a companion yet."

After that, he got up and left.

Eleven froze on the spot, looking at Twelve beside him, "What do you mean?"

Do you have any company?

If not, why would His Highness read the storybook?

Ahhhh, that is her treasure, a unique one!

Wow, I should have known better than to be such a bitch.