Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1631: He is mine

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"That's right, monks can't take wives." Yaoyao also said.

"For this kind of thing, you still have to ask the person involved, right?" He Xin saw Baoyu's shoulders slumped, looking a little frustrated, and couldn't bear to hit her.

Yaoyao paused and said, "Well, maybe he is willing. But Baoyu, you are only thirteen years old now. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to want to hire a wife so early?" You haven't even gotten hairpin yet, and today's little girls are all Is he so precocious? When she was thirteen years old, she was still playing with medicinal materials in her mother's pharmacy.

"I have thought about this. If he is willing, he can be my child supporter first. When I am old enough in two years, I will marry him." Baoyu said immediately.

I have to say that Baoyu has great ideas.

Little did they know that their conversation was overheard by the young monk who was following the carriage on foot.

Along the way, he almost missed every word and listened to their entire conversation.

A trace of astonishment flashed across his handsome face.

He grew up in a temple and learned martial arts from his master since he was a child. The reason why he was arrested by human traffickers last time was because he had been hungry for several days and had no strength, so he fell into their trap.

His dark eyes stared at the carriage for a while, as if he wanted to see through the wall of the carriage the little girl inside who threatened to be her husband.

He pursed his lips, not feeling disgusted at all.

Amitabha!

He muttered something silently in his mind.

When they arrived at the capital, the group went directly into the palace.

Chen Jin had already taken the lead and went back to arrange the palace banquet.

After getting off the carriage, Yaoyao, He Xin and Yuan You couldn't help but look the young monk up and down.

"Amitabha!" The young monk raised his hand and chanted the Buddha's name.

Yaoyao and others couldn't help laughing.

"Little monk, what is your Buddhist name? Are you really fourteen years old this year?"

The young monk nodded, with a slight blush on his fair face, "The young monk's name is Kong Ming."

Yaoyao and the other three wanted to ask more questions, but Baoyu suddenly stood in front of the young monk and coughed lightly, "Princess, Kongming is shy, you, you, please stop asking."

The little monk Kong Ming looked at the girl standing in front of him, feeling warm in his heart.

Yaoyao didn't really want to embarrass Kong Ming. When she heard Baoyu's words of protecting Kongming, she couldn't help pinching Baoyu's face and cursed in a low voice: "What a stupid girl, I didn't do it for you, you Better yet, turn your elbows outward."

Baoyu blushed, hugged her arm and shook her, "Sister Princess, Kong Ming will be mine soon, and he can't be considered an outsider."

Yaoyao said in a funny tone: "You are really not ashamed. You have already dragged people into your field before you have even written your horoscope?"

"Sooner or later." Baoyu blushed and whispered.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about your Master Kongming anymore." Yaoyao looked like she was defeated.

Baoyu smiled happily, let go of her hand, turned to smile at Kongming, and reassured: "Sister Princess, they don't mean any harm, you don't have to be afraid."

With eyes as dark as a clear night, he looked at her quietly for a moment, and then said the Buddha's name again.

Yaoyao thought it was a bit funny. Just when she was about to tease him again, Long Yin and Bei Tangyou came over together.

When Yaoyao saw this, she immediately shut up.

Thinking of having to go back to Dashang tomorrow, I suddenly felt some sadness about parting.

"Go in." Bei Tangyou walked up to her and said with a smile. Just as he was about to reach out to hold her hand, Long Yin looked over and said to Yaoyao, "What are you still standing there for?"

(End of chapter)