"Master uncle, there are two guests looking for you in the reception room." A middle-aged man who became a monk earlier than Gao Qi called out respectfully.
Gao Qi felt a little embarrassed, after all, he was still a relative: "Okay, I'll go right away."
"Uncle Master, please come this way. I'm afraid you're not familiar with the route, so I'll lead you there."
"Thank you."
Gao Qi soon arrived at the reception room, but what Gao Qi didn't expect was that the person who came was the father of the royal sister. The beautiful woman next to her should be the royal sister's mother. She looked similar to the royal sister, but her personality was completely opposite to that of the royal sister.
But what are they here for?
Are you here to kill me?
Very likely.
What Gao Qi didn't expect was that the royal sister's father walked straight over to him, and Gao Qi subconsciously became defensive.
"Xiao Gao, long time no see. You've become more handsome. Wife, look at how handsome our son-in-law is."
Gao Qi was completely confused after hearing this. What the hell?
son in law?
The beautiful woman came over and said with a smile: "Xiao Gao, my Yu'er is too ignorant. When I get back, I will teach her a lesson on how to be a wife. It's not proper."
Gao Qi was stunned. What was going on? The queen was scolded instead?
Wow, there does seem to be some effect from becoming a monk. Xiaoqing didn’t lie.
"Amitabha, my two benefactors, I have become a monk." Gao Qi started to act immediately. He had to let the royal sister say something to me to comfort my wounded heart.
Xia Xincheng hurriedly said with a smile: "Xiao Gao, think about becoming a monk again, come back with us now, I will let Yu'er admit his mistake in front of you."
"She is not wrong. I am the one who is wrong." Gao Qi said piously with his hands clasped together.
Xia Xincheng sighed and said, "It's just a few women, what's the big deal, don't you think, honey?"
"That's right, what's wrong with a capable boy having multiple wives? Yu'er is too domineering."
Gao Qi thought to himself, he didn't expect that Yu Jie's parents were so sensible. They even said that Yu Jie's parents were arrogant and unreasonable. This attitude was almost the same as that of the Wei and Lu families in Lizhou.
But I won’t be fooled like this. I haven’t had enough of being a monk yet.
"Please go back, benefactors."
Seeing that Gao Qi was unmoved, the two men became anxious and wanted to tie Gao Qi back home to get married.
"Xiao Gao, don't worry, we'll let Yu'er come over to apologize to you."
Gao Qi was secretly delighted, thinking that his apology and admission of fault were a bit excessive. After all, he was largely responsible for this matter, and Lao Song was the second most responsible.
"It's all my fault, Amitabha." After putting his hands together, Gao Qi turned and left. His free and easy look made the couple furious. How sad must one be to be in such a state? This silly girl, why would she break up with a man like him? She is sick.
When he returned to his room, he jumped up and threw himself directly onto the wooden bed, then cried out, forgetting that it was not the Simmons mattress at home.
Although it hurts, I can't help laughing. Xiaoqing is really smart. The royal sister's parents are begging her to return to secular life, so it won't be long before the royal sister comes. Then there will be Ailin. As for Lao Song, are you worthy of me? I even favor you and give you extra time, but in the end you tell me it's a joke. Can that be a joke?
I slept until ten in the morning and felt hungry when I woke up. I had only light meals at noon and at night. It was a great way to lose weight.
It looks like I'm going to eat some skewers, but if I get photographed going out to eat skewers in this outfit, all my efforts will be wasted.
Just be patient, you can return to secular life in a month.
In the dream, Gao Qi was eating delicious food, with a bunch of wives sitting beside him and serving him well. Even Li Peiyun was sitting there, and a bunch of children were playing and fighting beside him. It was so lively that Gao Qi was laughing even in his dreams.
However, when I opened my eyes and saw the ceiling, I realized that dreams are still better, with delicious food, a wife, children and a warm bed.
After getting dressed, Gaoqi yawned and went out to have breakfast. I heard that there would be sugar buns for breakfast.
Since you are here, just fill your stomach and don’t have such high expectations.
Along the way, those senior monks all called me uncle, and Gao Qi felt a little embarrassed. Xiaoqing, why don’t you arrange a simpler identity for me? Why do you have to be the abbot’s junior brother?
Look, there’s no need to queue up for food. I’m tall and don’t need any special treatment. I’m just here to hone my skills.
I mistake porridge for abalone porridge, and imagine steamed buns as chicken legs. After eating and drinking, I go for a walk. Chanting scriptures is really self-torture.
Swish. Swish.
There was a sound of sweeping the floor, and Gao Qi saw an old man sweeping the floor under a big tree next to him.
Sweeping Monk?
It must be from a very important background.
That's how it's played on TV anyway.
The sweeping monk looked up at Gao Qi and said with a smile, "I don't think I've seen you before."
"Amitabha, I'm new here."
"Don't say Amitabha, I see you are severing your ties with the worldly world and running here to seek refuge."
Oh my god, this old man is quite considerate. But I'm not here to avoid trouble. I'm here to seek leniency.
"Of course not. I'm here to repent."
"Oh? Confess what? Tell everyone you're my disciple?"
Gao Qi was amused and said, "Old man, I don't have a master, so don't talk nonsense."
"Really? Now the Dao says that you are Wang Hai's only disciple."
"You're talking about that thing? I was just making it up." Gao Qi chuckled, but suddenly his smile froze. He looked up and down at the old man in front of him. The old man tilted his head slightly, as if to say, you want to admire my figure, right? Take a good look.
"No way, wasn't he said to be dead?" Gao Qi asked in surprise.
Wang Hai was so angry that he laughed: "Not only did you pretend to be my disciple outside, but you also spread the word that I was dead. Let me put you to the test!"
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Before Gao Qi could explain, the fallen leaves on the ground floated up, and Gao Qi's mouth twitched.
Brush, brush, brush.
Countless fallen leaves attacked like blades, and even combined into the shape of a dragon. Gao Qi was stunned by this technique. You know, control is one thing, but it is more difficult to combine the controlled things together.
Put your hands together. You don't have to do the gesture, but why do you do it? Putting your hands together high makes you look more imposing.
With a bang!
The dragon made of leaves slammed heavily onto Gaoqi's air shield. Gaoqi suddenly felt the strong force coming at him, and his air shield was about to be shattered!
So strong!
This old man just stood there with his hands behind his back, yet he was able to control so much.
Damn, don't underestimate me!
With a high-pitched shout and a low cry, the monk's robe danced wildly, and a burst of air pressure suddenly descended from the sky, as if an invisible giant hand was about to crush the fallen leaf dragon to death!
"Good boy! You have some skills!" Wang Hai praised and finally raised his arm.
He frowned and raised his hand, but it was as if a pillar had grown on the ground and he couldn't press it down.
Gao Qi was extremely surprised, and so was Wang Hai.
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