"Xi'er longs to go back to Hancheng to accompany her bridesmaid. I hope the emperor can fulfill Xi'er's wish."
"Well..." Emperor Zong Zheng was so light, and he was gone, his eyebrows slightly closed as if he was thinking about something. Ming Xixi couldn't understand why the emperor had to think for so long. She was eating fruit slices on her own, and soon the plate was empty, with only some juice left.
"Okay, I'm sure this request is also correct. But——" Emperor Zongzheng seemed to deliberately drag his tone and looked at the little girl who was climbing up and down the railing chair with a slanted eye. A trace of calculating light flashed in his eyes. Ming Xixi stopped, and his two deep and clear eyes looked at the emperor intently.
"I'm not worried about your safety. So, I will send you two personal guards to come to Hancheng with you."
Ming Xixi was stunned and suddenly shouted: "Ah! The emperor is so kind, but the place where Xi'er went is very difficult and terrible, and the guards can't stand it."
Emperor Zong Zheng deliberately bluffed his face and said, "What? You don't accept my intention?"
Ming Xixi hurriedly waved his hands with a fat man and said, "No, the emperor, it's because there are regulations in Hancheng that outsiders cannot enter."
"The guards I assigned to you will be yours in the future, and you will be their master. How can you say you are an outsider?" Emperor Zong Zheng looked like a good teacher who was instructing him in a row.
"Well...well, Xi'er accepts the emperor's kindness." Ming Xixi tilted her little head and thought for a while, nodded in agreement. She cursed in her heart: Old fox, just wait, how can I let them really serve me?
"Haha...Xixi, my last request..."
"Ah? There are still requests? Your Majesty, you have so many requests!" Ming Xixi pouted unhappily.
Emperor Zongzheng smiled very much this time: "I am the king of a country, and it is not too much to ask for one more."
"Okay, who made Xi'er talk to the emperor?" The very childish words made Emperor Zongzheng feel very happy.
"I ask Ming Xixi to go back to Lanlian City to see me in ten years."
This is a perfect statement. Ming Xixi flashed his innocent eyes, wondering what the emperor sold in his gourd? However, even if the emperor didn't mention it, she would find time to come back. It would be too late for a gentleman to take revenge. She is a painter, and one of the most advantage that a painter has is excellent patience.
"Xi'er obeys the emperor's order."
On that day, Emperor Zongzheng sent two guards to Ming Xixi, two wise and powerful men.
Ming Xixi ran to find Cai Ziming, and there was another thing she needed Master Cai’s help. She was 80% sure that the other party would help her.
"Little girl, I won't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing." Cai Ziming sat on a recliner in the yard, with a strange drawing and pen and ink on the table, and there were several astronomical books next to it.
Ming Xixi glanced at the drawings and couldn't understand them. She walked up to Cai Ziming, hugged his arm and released a fascinating childish voice: "Brother Cai, Xi'er encounters a big problem. Will Brother Cai help Xi'er solve it?"
"What big problem can make you cherish and cherish?" Cai Ziming reached out and hugged her and asked with a smile. It's so strange. Holding the little girl, I feel very satisfied. Could it be that he desires to be a father? As soon as this idea came out, he was shocked.
Ming Xixi came to his ear and blew a gust of hot wind. The expression on Cai Ziming's face changed from surprise to exaggerated wide open mouth.
"Brother Cai, please help Xi'er. The person Xi'er believes the most is you." Ming Xixi was half acting cute and half begging. Cai Ziming lowered his eyes and sighed in his heart that this little face was really hard to refuse.
A nodded immediately, and the little girl immediately gave him a "pop" on his face, leaving a kiss with saliva.
When Ming Wanjin came down from court, he was called to the imperial study room by the emperor. Ming Wanjin is now a little allergic to going to the imperial study room. He stepped into the door nervously, bowed and said, "I bow to the emperor."
"Your Mai You don't have to be too polite." Emperor Zongzheng put down a memorial and his eyes floated towards Master Zhen. Master Zhen immediately went out tacitly and closed the door.
Mingfu Guan Yier got up early in the morning and kept thrusting his eyelids. When he was dressing up, he found that the beaded hairpin in the box disappeared. Just as he was about to send an order to investigate, the servant suddenly ran over in a panic and said in a trembling manner that he found a bloody dress in the yard.
Guan Yier hurried out and saw that the bloody clothes looked familiar. If you look closely, you won’t be the luxurious clothes that the master bought for her recently? Thinking of the incident before, Guan Yier’s face turned pale and she felt fear in her heart. She was uneasy and felt that she would go to burn incense and ask the Bodhisattva for blessing. When the master came back, he took Xiaocan with him and took a carriage out of the mansion and headed straight to the temple.
After raising the incense and worshiping the gods, Guan Yier felt much more at ease. On the way back to the city, she suddenly heard a fortune teller shouting. She lifted the curtain and saw a man in white walking in front of her, holding a gossip Zhouyi flag in his hand, shouting while walking. Guan Yier thought for a while, and asked the carriage to stop in front, and sent Xiaocan to call the fortune teller to come.
When the fortune teller heard that a business came to his door, he quickly followed him. Xiao Can said, "My wife said, please tell me the fortunes and the bad luck in the near future. If you calculate correctly, my wife will naturally get out of the car to thank you. If you don't calculate accurately, you won't give me any money."
Guan Yier reported his horoscope. The fortune teller stroked the goatee on his chin, calculated it in his hand, and said, "Madam, your passing years are very unfavorable!"
The official Yier hurriedly asked: "Sir, please speak."
The fortune teller said: "Mrs. My life belongs to fire. This year is the year of the sea. Water overcomes fire and will be extinguished. Furthermore, there are people in the wife's family who belong to water, which is a double conflict. Together, it will suppress the wife's misfortune everywhere. Let me ask you a question: Does the wife's residence face south and face north?"
Guan Yier was surprised. Isn’t the little bitch a water life? He replied: “That’s right. Sir, how to resolve this?”