Master Su looked sideways at the Taoist priest: "The little girl is not sensible, she offended the Taoist priest, I hope the Taoist priest will forgive me..."
The deep voice came to his ears, and the Taoist priest who had been left out for a long time suddenly came back to his senses, and smiled politely: "It's okay, sir, don't take it to heart!"
"I'll trouble the Taoist priest to dispel the evil spirit that the little girl and her father are fighting against each other." Master Su said politely.
The Taoist was stunned, what he meant was to give that little beauty to him and spend three years with him day and night!
Looking quietly at Su Nanxiang's beautiful little face, the Taoist priest's blood boiled all over his body. After he read out the little beauty's horoscope, the little beauty hated him and rejected him very much. He thought the plan had failed and he would not get any benefits. Unexpectedly, this lord appeared and put the little beauty by his side with just one word, what a blessing!
The Taoist priest's eyes sparkled, so he said calmly: "It should be, you don't have to be polite!"
Mr. Su smiled slightly: "It's still early, please ask the Taoist priest to move to the Su residence, and when the little girl finishes packing, I will go on the road with the Taoist priest."
The Taoist suppressed the excitement in his heart and pretended to be profound: "Okay..."
"I don't want to leave Beijing with him!" Su Nanxiang interrupted him sharply, with anger burning in her beautiful eyes.
Master Su's stern face instantly darkened, and he looked at her coldly and said, "What are you messing around with? Don't let the Taoist priest help you dispel the evil spirit. You will not return to Beijing until a hundred years after your grandfather..."
"I don't like this Taoist priest, and I don't want to stay with him for a moment!" Su Nanxiang said angrily, and gritted his silver teeth secretly: Father has preconceived that this Taoist priest has advanced skills and is a person who has attained the Tao, even if she said If the truth is revealed, my father will not believe it, maybe he will think that she is lying and slandering Taoist priests...
She was the one who ordered the Taoist priest to find him. She knew very well about his obsessive temperament. If she really went back to Beijing with him, he would definitely take advantage of him...
"This matter is not up to you. Whether you like it or not, you must go out of Beijing with the Taoist priest." Mr. Su said every word, and looked at the servant girl coldly, "What are you doing in a daze? Help the young lady back Mansion, pack your things."
"Yes!" Maid girl, Mammy hurriedly responded, supported Su Nanxiang's arm, and walked quickly to the carriage on the side of the road.
Su Nanxiang struggled desperately, but still couldn't break free from their restraint, and shouted anxiously: "Father, I don't want to leave Beijing with the stinky Taoist priest, I don't want to..."
Lord Su turned a deaf ear to it, and greeted Prime Minister Xie, Duke Cheng and other officials, then turned to look at the Taoist priest: "The little girl is still young and ignorant, the Taoist priest, don't mind."
The Taoist shook his whisk lightly, and said very generously, "Of course not!"
"Please, Daoist!" Mr. Su smiled politely.
The Taoist gave a faint 'hmm', turned around, and walked forward slowly step by step.
Master Su was gently carried by the servants, and got into the carriage of the Su residence. After he sat firmly, the coachman raised his whip, and the carriage drove away, kicking up billows of smoke and dust.
Looking at the carriage gradually running away, Murong Xue blinked slightly: "Su Nanxiang will be sent thousands of miles away?"
"Of course, Mr. Su always keeps his word!" Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were deep: so many court officials have seen the Taoist divination with their own eyes. For the health of Emperor Su, Su Nanxiang can't leave...
"Did you move your hands?" Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen with a half-smile: When the Taoist priest did the divination, she planned to tamper with the gossip compass, but unexpectedly, she found that the Taoist priest had already been tampered with, so she didn't have to. Do it again...
"The trick was set up by Su Nanxiang." Ouyang Shaochen's voice was light: he only did two things, one was to have someone change the date of birth in the kit, and the other was to have someone tell Mr. Su what happened here …
Murong Xue nodded understandingly. Su Nanxiang wanted to harm her, so she reaped the consequences. She was regarded as the one who cured Su Emperor's teacher, and was forcibly sent out of the capital. Everything was her own fault and responsibility...
Looking at her sparkling eyes, Ouyang Shaochen had an invisible smile flashing in his eyes: "Su Nanxiang is leaving Beijing, you are very happy!"
"Of course I'm happy that there's an enemy who's staring at me like a tiger is missing." Murong Xue was full of smiles: But she's happy, someone will be sad...
When Murong Jian brought the official media to the gate of the Su Mansion, he saw a carriage with the sign of the Su Mansion running away. The curtain of the carriage was blown up by the wind, revealing Su Nanxiang's beautiful pale face covered with tears.
The surrounding people stood not far away, looking at the carriage and pointing.
Murong Jian frowned in confusion: "What happened to the Su residence?"
A kind neighbor came forward and said in a low voice: "You don't know, Su Nanxiang and Su Dishi are born with each other, for the sake of the emperor's health, Master Su sent Su Nanxiang thousands of miles away..."
Murong Jian's eyes froze: "Really?"
"What did you lie to you for? This was reported by the servants of the Su Mansion..." The neighbor glanced at him, and the old god said.
Murong Jian frowned slightly. Su Nanxiang's departure from Beijing at this time was not a good thing for them: "Brother, do you know when Su Nanxiang will return to Beijing?"
"According to the meaning of the servants of the Su Mansion, we will not pick her up until three years later..." the neighbor said in a low voice.
Murong Jian frowned tightly: Three years later! so long!
A young servant came forward and said in a low voice: "Second Master, Mr. Su said that Master Su was injured, and he has no time to entertain him for the time being, so he will not invite you into the mansion. Miss Su has something to leave Jingcheng, wait for her to come back before talking about her marriage..."
Murong Jian's clear and handsome face was so dark that it was about to drip ink: he and Ji'er were ruined by Yuan Fangfei's reputation. He came to Su's residence today because of a trick from Duke Wei. He came to plot against Emperor Su and let him Marry Su Nanxiang to Ji'er, so as to use the power of Emperor Su's teacher to restore his and Ji'er's reputation.
Unexpectedly, Master Su was injured, and Su Nanxiang left again. He couldn't even enter the door of Su's mansion, and even talked about carrying out tricks. Will the reputation of him and Ji'er continue to be so stinky? It's really abominable extreme...
A black-purple figure suddenly appeared, and the purple-black clothes fluttered gently with the breeze, which was indescribably mysterious and weird. He raised his head to look at the plaque above the gate of the Su Mansion, and a meaningful flash of light flashed in his eyes.
Murong Jian was taken aback: "Duke Wei!"
Wei Jinxian hummed lightly, and said in a low voice: "I heard that something happened in the Su residence, so I came to have a look. I didn't expect such a thing..."
After a pause, he continued: "The Dongchang guards have just sent news that Su Nanxiang was tricked by Murong Xue before leaving Beijing..."
Murong Jian's eyes froze: "Really?"