Mingwei inserted the golden hairpin into the hair.

She was wearing filial piety, and wearing such a golden hairpin on her head was very inconsistent.

But Yang Shu just looked at it with a smile and said, "Beauties are beauty, they look good no matter what."

Mingwei ignored it and asked, "Where is Miss A Wan? Are you still going with me?"

"Of course, you have to follow." Yang Shu said, "Even people like Geng San can be killed. If you are left alone in the Ming family, who knows when to die? I am the most reluctant to see the beauty die."

"Is Miss Awan's martial arts better than Geng San?"

Before he could answer, she continued, "Aren't you worried that she will die with me?"

Yang Shu sighed and admitted with a smile: "Okay, I've been sending people to stare at you. If someone really wants to touch you, they will break into Ming's house as soon as possible."

Mingwei looked at him for a while and smiled: "Young Master Yang is so nice to Miss A Wan."

Yang Shu laughed and blinked at her: "Are you jealous?"

She slowly slid her sleeves: "Isn't the jealous person Miss A Wan?"

Yang Shu said earnestly: "The little girl's family is dependent. Don't fight against her. When she gets older, you will understand."

Ming smiled but said nothing.

Her smile was so meaningful that Yang Shu had to think about what he had just said, was there any loophole?

"What is Miss Ming laughing?" he decided to ask.

Mingwei did not answer, but said, "How about I tell my fortune to the young master?"

Yang Shu was stunned and then smiled: "Xuan Shi still knows fortune telling?"

"The Master of Destiny." As before, she corrected and explained, "The Warlock Master, the witch doctor, the monk and Taoist monk are all Xuanshi. The warlock may not be able to see the face, the master of the face may not be able to catch ghosts, and the witch doctor, monk and Taoist monk have their own strengths. However, the master of Destiny must be able to do it all. Because..."

"The leader of the mysterious scholars in the world is the destiny."

"Young Master knows this sentence, have you found the relevant records?" Ming Wei pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "I'm very expensive for fortune telling, and it's hard to find a fortune. Today, for the sake of protecting my life, I will give it for free. Do you want it?"

Yang Shu laughed: "Isn't it a pity to order Master to tell my fortune personally for me?"

Mingwei took the paper and pen in his hand: "Young Master's Eight Characters?"

Yang Shu said eight words.

Mingwei wrote it down one by one.

Yang Shu shook the folding fan in his hand: "I have told you even the horoscope, but I have given you the opportunity to force a marriage! Miss Ming doesn't cherish it?"

Mingwei ignored him and just calculated the eight characters, and suddenly laughed.

"If this is really the horoscope of a young master, it is a natural wealth and destiny. Except for the bad luck of a wife, no matter how smooth this life is, there is nothing to be counted."

Yang Shu raised his eyebrows: "Miss Ming's words are interesting. What does it mean if it is? Can the eight characters still be fake?"

Ming Wei said slowly: "Young Master may not know that fate and fortune are intertwined. There is luck in fate and fate in luck. The two complement each other. If fate and fortune are not combined, there must be something wrong with one side. I am quite confident in my own qi-observation technique."

That means that your horoscope is fake.

It's also interesting. For the first time in her life, she met someone who told a fortune-teller to fake horoscopes.

A dignified master of fate, she can't find a fortune by counting this.

Are you afraid that she will force her to get married, or are you worried about leaking something?

"It is not easy to find such a horoscope. It must be of the same age as you, and you must have a certain similarity to your original destiny." Mingwei nodded, "He is a master!"

She unveiled the incense burner and burned the piece of paper with the eight characters written on it.

Yang Shu blinked: "I don't understand what Miss Ming said."

Mingwei looked at the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows: "I have seen so many people who have changed their fate. This is the first time I have seen this mole like a young master. I have been tying it for many years, right? Just a fake character is nothing. Even if I have changed my facial features, I am the master among the masters. This makes me even more curious about what kind of fate is worth so much trouble?"

"Haha," Yang Shu played with the folding fan, "Miss Ming doesn't want such a good opportunity to force a marriage. It's really hurting my son's heart!"

Ming Wei was too lazy to say more to him, and stood up: "I don't like to owe anyone favors. Mr. Yang will keep it with you for the time being. One day you really want to forget it and come and find me again."

When he walked to the door, he stopped again: "By the way, Miss Awan's face is quite interesting. You two have a good fortune, which seems extremely dangerous, but also has hidden vitality. Such a good fortune is generally either a husband or a relative."

She opened the door and walked out.

Yang Shu heard A Xuan's voice: "Miss is leaving?"

"Yes, I'm working hard."

"Young Master!" A Wan came in and looked at him expectantly, "Do I still want to go?"

Yang Shu patted her head and said with a smile: "The funeral cannot be handled for the time being, you don't have to drink porridge and eat steamed buns anymore."

In other words, she still has to go.

Awan sighed disappointedly.

Yang Shu said, "You just said that you want to find a Xuanshi to learn some mysterious arts. I don't think there is no need to be far away. Miss Ming is so powerful, you can learn something casually, it's probably enough."

"I don't want to learn from her!"

Yang Shu comforted softly: "Don't be angry. If you want to learn all her skills, you won't need her in the future."

A Wan then smiled happily: "Then I will study hard."

"This is how good you are."

There was a noise coming from downstairs. Yang Shu opened the window and saw several gorgeous carriages parked in front of the restaurant.

The maids who got off the car first were all pretty and gentle, and the ladies and ladies who came down were even more noble.

The appearance of these women added a beautiful scenery to the long street and attracted many attention.

Of course they wouldn't let anyone watch this way, so they quickly entered the restaurant.

Then the stairs were trampled, and the woman's orioles and swallows rang out.

One of them was particularly clear and happy: "Hey, aren't you cousin's guard A Xuan? Is your cousin here too?"

Yang Shu pushed open the door, walked out slowly, glanced at these women with different charms, and saluted with a smile: "It turns out that my cousin and cousin are here."

"It's really my cousin!" Prince Qidong had two legitimate daughters, and the one who spoke was the Lord of Anxiang County.

Another county lord Jinlin raised his eyes and looked into the room, covered his lips and smiled, "Who do you meet with my cousin here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the princess of the county patted him: "What are you talking about? Let's go out for a walk and go to the restaurant to rest for a while. Can't your cousin come to rest?"

On this side, the princess of the county talked to Yang Shu, and on the other side, some wives whispered: "Young Master Yang looks quite serious, how could he have such a bad reputation?"

"It's probably because I was born too well? The smile of these eyes is like sending a secret wave of autumn."

As Ah Xuan listened, she thought expressionlessly, that was because she was not interested in you.
Chapter completed!