Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Chapter 129: Son of the Master

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Yun Wu also tossed the gold ingot casually.

After receiving the heavy gold ingot, the strong man couldn't help looking at Yun Wu.

This is too smooth, right

"By the way, let me remind you. Before going out, ask the aunt to prop up the breasts first. Otherwise, you can't tell the difference between the belly and the chest. That would be too disrespectful."

After leaving such a passage, Yun Wu turned and left with a smile on her lips.

The mother and son who stayed in place didn't understand what that meant at first.

Until, when the two glanced at Xu Banniang's chubby belly, they suddenly understood, and their faces suddenly turned blue and purple.

Yun Wu's figure has disappeared into the crowd.

In the attic on the second floor of a restaurant in the distance, the scene just now was captured by a pair of master and servant.

"My lord, I didn't expect that in this border town, there would be people who would dare to moles a woman from a good family in the street. It's really a declining world, and most of them are scum."

On the attic on the second floor, a little boy in white clothes about ten years old looked at Yun Wu who was leaving, and said with a frown.

"Xiaoqing, didn't I tell you to put your temper back and be careful not to let it come out of your mouth." It was a gentle and cool voice.

The white-clothed boy pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, but he still looked away and looked at his master, "My lord, I was born with a vision more than a month ago, and the Master of the National Teacher predicted that you will meet your fate at this place this afternoon." Man, it's almost time, have you seen anyone who is destined for you?"

The man didn't answer.

I saw him unhurriedly, slowly picked up the teacup in front of him, stretched it under the veil, and took a sip.

Seeing that her master always looked so breezy and gentle, Xiao Qing couldn't help feeling extremely anxious.

His son is the son of a national teacher who has the "first prophet of God" in the Zhou Dynasty. He should be the son of Tianjiao, but because of...some reason, he has been wearing a white veil since he was a child, and he rarely even goes out.

But more than a month ago, after his young master was attacked by gangsters, the National Teacher was suddenly overjoyed.

It turned out that it was the bloody disaster that made him calculate that in this city today, in this restaurant in Youshi, his master would meet his destined person and get rid of the fate of a lonely life.

Waited for a long time.

It's almost the time of You, and this restaurant, which was always lively all the year round, is actually deserted today, without even a handsome young woman. Xiaoqing's personality of "the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry", how could it be possible to calm down.

"Young master, I'll go downstairs to have a look, if there is a suitable girl, I'll invite you up..."

As he said that, before the man could speak, the little figure hurriedly planned to go downstairs.

But just as he reached the stairs, he bumped into a figure.

Taking a closer look, she couldn't help frowning quickly, and blocked Yun Wu's face, and a disgusted voice sounded; "It's you scum, what are you doing here?"

Seeing Yun Wu dressed in men's clothing, Xiaoqing suddenly felt that "he", a wretched scum, seemed to be the rat droppings that would pollute his master's pot of fairy soup, and was extremely annoying.

Yun Wu, who was blocked, looked at the loud boy in front of her inexplicably. She didn't seem to know him, did she

But he still replied lightly: "Of course you come to the restaurant to eat, otherwise you come to the latrine?"

"You..." the boy breathed out, "You went to eat elsewhere, but you didn't see my master here, we have booked the second floor."