Chapter 422 - 422 Finally Meeting (2)

422 Finally Meeting (2)

Xuanyuan Ce’s meridians were blocked because of his long-term worries.

Speaking of which, being angered by the abbot previously was actually beneficial to him. Otherwise, in another three to five years, if he couldn’t suppress it and erupted again, there would really be no cure.

However, because his condition had lasted for too long, he could not recover easily. He needed to recuperate slowly.

Xuanyuan Ce was stunned for a moment. He lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Shen Yijia did not understand, but she believed in Mo Yuan. However, Chu Feng was different. He did not trust Shen Yijia and her servant at all.

Hearing Mo Yuan’s casual words, he could not help but want to retort. Coincidentally, a sudden voice sounded.

“Imperial Uncle, you’re here.”

Shen Yijia’s back was facing the person. When she heard this familiar voice, she turned around and said in surprise, “Qian Youde, why are you here?”

The person was dressed in luxurious clothes and looked silly and rich. Then, he looked at Zhu Zi and Shuan Zi, who were beside him. It was none other than Qian Youde.

Qian Youde’s pupils constricted. “Sister-in-law.”

Why was this girl here?

Shen Yijia saw Furball in the mountain and climbed up illegally. The monks in front did not know that she was in the back mountain.

Moreover, Qian Youde had come looking for Xuanyuan Ce after asking about his whereabouts, so it was even more impossible for him to know.

Shen Yijia frowned and pointed at Xuanyuan Ce. “Do you know each other?”

“Qian Youde?” The corners of Xuanyuan Ce’s mouth twitched.

Qian Youde looked away.

Meeting Shen Yijia’s gaze, he coughed dryly. “He’s my uncle. Of course I know him.”

Shen Yijia was enlightened, but then she had a strange expression. “Then did you call him Imperial Uncle just now?”

Xuanyuan Ziming almost bit his tongue. “Well, actually…”

He was about to explain that the name Qian Youde was fake when he glanced at Shen Yijia and Xuanyuan Ce. He said in surprise, “What’s wrong with your face? Where’s the mark between your eyebrows?”

Back then, he relied on this mark and that familiar expression to confirm that this person was related to the person his imperial uncle was looking for.

There were many people in the world who looked alike, but it was extremely rare to see someone born with a flower bud between their eyebrows, not to mention that the pattern was identical.

Hearing his question, Shen Yijia subconsciously reached out to cover her forehead, but she quickly reacted.

She puffed up her cheeks and retorted, “There’s no mark. I just drew it for fun.”

However, the guilt in her eyes did not escape Xuanyuan Ce, who had been paying attention to her face. Coupled with her subconscious actions just now…

Xuanyuan Ziming did not believe it. Previously, he had seen Shen Yijia use charcoal to cover the mark. If it was really drawn, she could have just wiped it off. There was no need to do anything unnecessary.

He suspected that Shen Yijia had covered it with cosmetics. He took a few steps over and reached out to rub the space between her eyebrows.

Shen Yijia shook her head at Mo Yuan and resisted the urge to kick her away.

She let him rub her eyebrows red before slapping his hand away. She said fiercely, “I already said that there’s no more. Do you want to die?”

“How could that be?” Xuanyuan Ziming muttered. He refused to give up and reached out to confirm again.

When the monk returned to the master’s meditation room, the master was looking at Ji Yunxi, who was kneeling on the futon opposite him, in shock.

The monk was puzzled, but he still repeated Xuanyuan Ce’s words.

The abbot was stunned. Before he could speak, Ji Yunxi smiled faintly and said, “He can’t avoid treatment. Why don’t I go over?”

The abbot was thinking about how to let the two of them meet when Ji Yunxi’s words played into his hands.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Amitabha, Benefactor Ji is right.”

With that, he instructed the monk to lead the way. The monk wanted to say that he had already found another doctor, the kind who would beat someone up if she was not allowed to treat them.

However, when he met the abbot’s gaze, he finally kept quiet and led the way silently.

“Ah!”

As soon as the group arrived, a figure suddenly flew towards them. Ji Yunxi’s hand, which was hidden under her long sleeve, moved, but she quickly retracted it. She grabbed Mo Yu, who was about to attack, and dodged.

The abbot’s eyelids twitched and he hid behind the monk.

The person in front suddenly dodged. The monk was hit by the person who flew out.

The monk thought, “I should have asked Senior Brother to help me read my fortune before I went out today.”

Xuanyuan Ziming did not expect Shen Yijia to suddenly fly into a rage when he wanted to touch her forehead for the second time.