Chapter 118 Two Women Fighting

The face of the Jiacheng County Lord immediately turned ugly, and he was about to attack the guards outside the door. The young Taoist quickly picked up the bad lot and said, "County Lord, this one doesn't count. You can draw another one." While speaking, he took out a new lot holder and handed it to the Jiacheng County Lord, and took away the original lot holder in the Jiacheng County Lord's hand. The

Jiacheng County Lord asked the young Taoist doubtfully, "This one doesn't count?"

"It doesn't count! This is an unexpected lot, it's not accurate! County Lord, please pray again sincerely, this time it will definitely count." The Taoist was calm and composed. No matter what he thought in his heart, what he said was very pleasing to the Jiacheng County Lord.

The county lord of Jiacheng listened to him and drew again. It turned out to be a very good lot. The county lord was immediately happy and picked up the lot for the Taoist to interpret.

The young Taoist said to the county lord of Jiacheng: "If it is a very good lot, what you wish for will definitely come true." If it is a bad lot, then it will not go as you wish! The Taoist did not say the rest of the words, but quickly put away the lot holder used by the county lord of Jiacheng.

The county lord of Jiacheng was very satisfied with the Taoist's interpretation of the lot, and added a lot of money for incense, and then walked out of the hall to listen to the guard's reply.

"County Lord, I have already made inquiries. The girl did not go up the mountain with Young Master Qi. The girl came first, and then the young master arrived. However, after the two met in the peach forest, they stayed together for a while."

After hearing the first half, County Lord Jiacheng seemed quite indifferent, but became dissatisfied after hearing the latter part.

The guard did not dare to raise his head, but he could feel the chill in the air, so he added, "It seems that the two are not alone. I heard that there is a Taoist priest in the forest."

"The Taoist priest in the forest this morning? Are you talking about me?" After listening to the report of the guards outside the hall, the young Taoist priest came out.

The county lord of Jiacheng looked at him curiously, "Master, have you met Miss Sheng?"

The young Taoist was Taoist Xuanmiao. He answered the county lord of Jiacheng, "I had a very pleasant conversation with Miss Sheng!"

"Master, have you seen the young prince?" The county lord of Jiacheng was not satisfied.

"I don't know the young prince, but when I was talking to Miss Sheng, a handsome young man did walk into the peach forest. I wonder if he is the young prince the county lord is talking about? He looks very imposing and has an extraordinary fate." The

county lord of Jiacheng knew that the two had not deceived him, so he was relieved. Hearing Taoist Xuanmiao's evaluation of Qi Heng, he thought to himself: I am the future princess of the Song Dynasty, and the young prince is going to be my son-in-law, so naturally he has an extraordinary fate.

All the things that needed to be done were done, and the county lord of Jiacheng did not delay any longer and set off back to Tokyo.

Taoist Xuanmiao took the bad fortune stick and looked far in the direction of Bianjing City. He felt that a storm was coming, and there would be a bloody storm!

Qi Heng and Minglan had lunch at the farmer's house and drove back to the city. When passing by the clothing store, Minglan remembered that she had a polo match in two days, so she thought about making a new polo dress. Minglan asked the driver to stop and told Xiaotao to go to the back and tell Qi Heng.

Qi Heng thought that Minglan needed to be measured and tailored, which might take a while, so he thought about turning to another street to buy some of Minglan's favorite food for her to take back to the house.

Buwei drove the carriage into Zhouqiao Street. Qi Heng told Buwei to control the speed while he opened the curtain to look at the shops along the street, searching for Minglan's favorite food. Suddenly, a woman wearing a veil trotted and grabbed the edge of the window where Qi Heng was. This sudden move scared Qi Heng so much that he leaned back and fell into the carriage.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Two voices rang out at the same time. Buwei turned his head to the side of the carriage to find the source of the female voice, and he also saw the woman wearing a veil. Behind the woman, a maid who looked like a maid chased after her, panting, "Miss!" Seeing that the carriage had stopped, the maid was cautious and swallowed the words she was about to say.

The woman in the veil ignored the maid and just kept looking at Qi Heng in the carriage. Qi Heng sat up, rubbed the painful part of his body, and spoke to the woman in a stern tone, "What are you doing, young lady? How can you grab a moving carriage without any scruples? This is too dangerous! Fortunately, the carriage slowed down today, otherwise you would be hurt if you were so reckless."

Qi Heng said a lot, but in the woman's ears, all he could hear was: He is worried that I will get hurt! He has me in his heart!

"Young Master, I know you care about me, but when I saw your carriage and thought about seeing you, I was afraid I didn't care about anything!" The woman said shyly.

This behavior immediately evoked Buwei's memories. Buwei looked at the maid beside the woman again, confirmed his guess, turned back, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and quietly winked at Qi Heng, letting Qi Heng see his lip shape, "Sir, it's Miss He!"

Relying on the tacit understanding between the two of them as master and servant for many years, Qi Heng understood what Buwei conveyed, and secretly groaned in his heart. Now that his sixth sister knew about it, it would be difficult to explain!

Qi Heng straightened his face and said sternly to Miss He: "Miss He, your behavior just now was really inappropriate. I hope you won't do it again in the future! I have something else to do today, please do as you please!" After speaking, he put down the curtain of the carriage window, did not buy any food, and only urged Buwei to hurry up.

Who knew that Miss He seemed to not understand what people were saying, and she was still chattering with Qi Heng through the car window, "Young Master, I'm not afraid of getting hurt, I'm just afraid... I'm afraid of not being able to see you. I know you blame me for not taking care of my body and you're angry with me. Don't be angry, I just missed you too much, so I went out of the house to get some fresh air. I think it 's our fate that I really met you again."

Qi Heng in the carriage held his forehead, really not understanding how his words could make Miss He interpret so many meanings. He and she were not familiar with each other, so why should she care about him? Where did the fate come from? He was just unlucky. Although he thought a lot, Qi Heng didn't dare to speak again, for fear that Miss He would hear other meanings from his words.

But even if Qi Heng didn't say anything, He Qingmei could imagine it herself, "If you don't say anything, even if you really want to be angry with me, it means you have acknowledged our fate, and I don't care."

"Miss He, are you crazy? How did the young master say that he cares about you? He was so scared by your rash that he didn't dare to show his head, so what kind of fate are you talking about? You wander around these streets every day, so as long as the young master comes out of the house, it's not strange to bump into you?"

When Qi Heng was racking his brains to figure out how to get away, the voice of Jiacheng County Lord came. Since Qi Heng heard the county lord's voice, it would be bad to hide in the carriage. Qi Heng got up and got out of the carriage and greeted Jiacheng County Lord.