"Get lost, you deceitful stinky Taoist priest!" Furious, Su Nanxiang grabbed a stone and threw it viciously at the Taoist priest.
The Taoist turned sideways hurriedly, and the stone scraped across his clothes, and hit his arm, causing sharp pain. He took a breath, and said calmly, "Girl, monks don't tell lies. true!"
What is it? She ordered someone to find this lecherous Taoist priest, and she also asked someone to teach him what he said just now!
Sunan Xiangmei's eyes were burning with anger. Her original plan was to let the stinky Taoist priest reveal Murong Xue's birth date in full view. With the witnesses of the officials, for the sake of the health of his grandfather, the powerless Murong Xue will definitely be driven out of the capital and driven to the desolate border.
Murong Xue's heart is for Ouyang Shizi. In order to return to Beijing as soon as possible, she will definitely choose to follow the stinky Taoist priest. The stinky Taoist priest is a lustful person. Facing a stunning beauty like Murong Xue, she will definitely lose her virginity. Stinky Taoist priest, I will never have the face to go back to Beijing to find Ouyang Shizi...
Murong Xue's birthday horoscope was learned by her after painstaking efforts, she wrote it herself, put it in the kit, and asked the servants to give it to the stinky Taoist priest, how could it somehow become her birthday horoscope...
"Cough, cough, cough..." Master Su coughed violently again, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and he tried not to spit it out...
A flash of sympathy flashed in the eyes of an official, and he looked up at Su Nanxiang: "Su Dishi's condition is getting worse, it's better for Miss Su to leave Beijing as soon as possible..."
"That's right, all goodness and filial piety come first. For Emperor Su's health, Miss Su will make a small sacrifice and leave the capital temporarily..."
"It's only been three years since I've been away, so Ms. Su treats it as a trip..."
The voices of persuasion spread into the ears, and Su Nanxiang was upset, and blurted out: "Uncles and uncles, it is too arbitrary to think that grandfather's illness is cured just based on the words of a priest. , why not find another priest, or master, to come and do the math for grandfather..."
"The Taoist priest told the exact timing of Emperor Su's illness. It can be seen that he is very accurate. He is a rare expert, so there is no need to find someone else to calculate it. Miss Su still obeys the Taoist priest. It would be better to leave Beijing as soon as possible!"
Murong Xue interrupted her words slowly, with a little smile flickering in her dark eyes, in Su Nanxiang's eyes, it was full of complacency and provocation, she stared at Murong Xue, gritted her teeth and said: "It's a matter of great importance. Let’s find another capable person to do the math, it’s better to be on the safe side!”
"But Miss Su stays longer in the capital, and Master Su's illness will get worse." Murong Xue smiled.
The eyes of the officials also flashed a little bit of ridicule. When they learned that Su Dishi was restrained by others, Su Nanxiang asked every sentence, believing in the words of the Taoist priest. Now, she is the one who knows the restraint, what the Taoist said It's unbelievable, it's really speechless, just say that you don't want to leave Beijing, and then find someone to do the divination, it's really hypocritical!
"It's not your turn to ask about our Su family's affairs!" Su Nanxiang angrily replied to Murong Xue.
Murong Xue snorted disdainfully: "I'm not interested in asking about your family's affairs, but it seems that Su Dishi's illness is getting worse..."
Su Nanxiang's eyes froze, and he looked up at Su Dishi, only to see that his face was pale and bloodless, and a little blood was faintly overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
"grandfather!"
"father!"
Two exclamations sounded at the same time, one came from Su Nanxiang, and the other came from not far away.
Murong Xue followed the prestige, and saw a middle-aged man riding his horse to a stop by the side of the road, got off the horse, and threw the reins to the boy next to him. He walked quickly to Master Su, his eyes full of anxiety: "Father, you How about it?"
Emperor Su smiled weakly: "I'm sick, it's nothing serious."
"That's good!" Seeing Su Dishi's fair expression, the middle-aged man heaved a sigh of relief, and looked sideways at Su Nanxiang.
She lowered her head slightly, not daring to look at him, holding a piece of silk handkerchief tightly in her hand under her sleeve, twisting it back and forth, almost twisted into twists, her heart was beating like a pounding, isn't her father Did you go to duty? Why are you here all of a sudden
"Nan Xiang, you go back to the house immediately, pack your clothes, make them soft, and leave Beijing with the Taoist priest..."
The man's deep voice exploded like a thunderbolt, which made Su Nanxiang unable to move for a long time. His father wanted to drive her out of Beijing, and let her leave with that color Taoist priest? Did she hear correctly
Su Nanxiang looked at the middle-aged man in surprise, only to see a serious face and dignified eyes, and he didn't mean to be joking at all: "I already know about the fact that you and your grandfather are in conflict. You can leave Beijing with the Taoist priest. Three years later, I will return to Beijing." Pick you up..."
Su Nanxiang only felt a bang, and his mind was in a daze. Someone beat her grandfather, but she made up a lie to plot against Murong Xue. In a few words, how did he know about this
Su Nanxiang's sharp eyes swept over an official, and landed on Murong Xue. It was her, and she must have done it. She secretly changed the birthday horoscope that she wrote in the kit, making herself the grandfather of the sick grandfather. The sinner secretly sent someone to tell his father about this incident, and used his father to drive him out of the capital. It was a very ruthless method and a very vicious mind...
Murong Xue looked down at her from above, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, a smile that wasn't a smile!
Su Nanxiang's small face was pale with anger, and his eyes were burning with rage, wishing to swallow Murong Xue alive.
Seeing her sullen anger in Master Su's eyes, she really didn't want to leave Beijing, he sighed softly: "I don't believe in mutual generation and restraint, so there is no need to send Nanxiang away from Beijing..."
The middle-aged man Master Su shook his head disapprovingly: "Father, I'd rather believe what you have than what you don't have. Nanxiang's three years away from Beijing can get you healthy. How can you not do such a simple thing?"
Su Dishi's eyes were deep: "Nanxiang has already reached the age of marriage and marriage. If he leaves Beijing for three years, he will be an old girl when he returns. How can there be any young man willing to marry her? She must stay in the capital. If someone has to leave Beijing, it should be me who leaves Beijing... "
"Father, you are seriously ill and weak. How can you be exhausted? What if the condition worsens? As for Nanxiang's marriage, let's keep an eye on her. If we meet a suitable one, we will decide on it for her..." Mr. Su said in a low voice. Talking in a low voice, she turned her head to look at the maid not far away, and said, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you help the young lady back to the house, pack up the clothes, soft..."
"Yes, yes, yes!" The maid, the nanny woke up like a dream, and hurried forward to help Su Nanxiang.