Chapter 1389 - Untitled
Dirty thoughts?
Jun Xiqing lifted her head and blinked at him guiltily, cheeks flushing slightly in embarrassment.
On the other hand, Lu Yeming’s mind was filled with the image of her swaying, of her as she twisted her svelte body attractively when he entered the room, swaying her hips from side to side. While she didn’t exude the kind of elegant beauty and charm his mother and even Mo’er had, her youthful freshness brought with it a sort of flirtatiousness and this, in his eyes, made her feel even more vibrant.
“Your hip-swaying was pretty good just now. Take another two steps for me to see.”
Lu Yeming hooked his arm around her soft waist, spun her around, and pushed her to take another two steps.
Don’t!
Jun Xiqing’s face behind the veil reddened, all the way to her white ears. God, it was so embarrassing!
Then he placed his hands on her soft waist and pushed her gently forward but she resisted, refusing to walk. Instead, she twisted her waist around to get rid of him.
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After shutting him out, Lady Mei tried to explain to Jun Xiqing again, “Younger Sister Qingqing, I think this Young Master has set his sights on devouring you. But you can’t be so naive. So many men stop cherishing their woman after getting their hands on them.”
Jun Xiqing felt that her words made sense and this moved her. Even though Lady Mei was from Ah Jiao’s Room which was Lu Yeming’s family business, Lady Mei was only concerned for her.
Jun Xiqing walked over, wanting to give Lady Mei a huge hug.
At this moment Lady Mei took a book out secretively and winked at Jun Xiqing. “Come, even though Madam’s not here yet, the gift comes first. This is Madam’s best-kept secret, which is yours now. You definitely need better moves if you want to keep Young Master by your side.”
Jun Xiqing stared at her in stunned silence.
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After practicing some more, Jun Xiqing took a short rest. At this moment, she heard a voice coming from the outside. “Fortune-telling, fortune-telling. I am Monk Xuanyi, the 180th descendant of the XX Family. I only tell the fortunes of those who are destined.”
Jun Xiqing opened her window and looked downstairs. There was an old monk downstairs, an otherworldly aura around him despite his tattered clothes. It was Monk Xuanyi.
At this moment Monk Xuanyi lifted his head and looked at Jun Xiqing. “Dear benefactor, there seems to be fate between us. I can read your fortune for you.”
Jun Xiqing’s red lips slowly curved upwards. Read her fortune? Alright.
Monk Xuanyi was invited upstairs and sat in front of Jun Xiqing.
Monk Xuanyi laughed heartily. “Miss benefactor, I’ve traveled far to arrive here because of the fate we have. How about this? I’ll read your marriage fortune for a cheap price. All you need to provide is a small sum of money.”
Jun Xiqing smiled and wrote – No, I’ll pay you properly as thanks.
Monk Xuanyi’s mind was filled with money and he wanted to give her a thumbs up. This child was so smart!
“Miss benefactor, I’ll start then…”
Jun Xiqing suddenly shook her hands and wrote – Honored Monk, can you heal my voice?
Monk Xuanyi froze before shaking his head. “No, I can’t…”
– Can you fix my face?
“I can’t.”
– Thank you for your time then, if you can’t fix my face or my voice.
This lass was asking him to leave?
Monk Xuanyi couldn’t believe that he was leaving just like that.
Ping Ping motioned to him. “Honored Monk, please leave immediately.”
“This…”
“That’s right, Her Highness says that she’ll make sure you don’t waste your trip. She has something for you before you leave.”
Monk Xuanyi’s eyes lit up. What did he say? She was a smart child!
Ping Ping took something out and Monk Xuanyi looked at it. It was… tape.
Ping Ping smiled and said, “Her Highness is saying that the Will of the Heavens should never be divulged. Do so and you’ll live a short life. Her Highness is afraid that you’ll die early, so she prepared some tape for you to tape your mouth with.”
The words left Monk Xuanyi speechless.
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Monk Xuanyi left Ah Jiao’s Room in a fury. How ridiculous! He had been telling fortunes his whole life yet was played by the Jiu You Holy Lady.
At this moment, Monk Xuanyi saw someone.
Lu Yeming.
What great timing.
So the husband was here to pay the wife’s debts.
“Benefactor, there seems to be fate between us, so allow me to tell your marriage fortune.” Monk Xuanyi walked forward.
There was a limousine parked outside. Fan Men opened the back door respectfully and Lu Yeming bent down, ready to get in.
Hearing this, he straightened his back, his deep eyes landing on Monk Xuanyi’s wise face.
With one hand in his pocket, Lu Yeming’s thin lips slowly curved upwards and he said magnetically, “Monk Xuanyi, your name precedes you.”
Monk Xuanyi laughed loudly. He decided that he liked this kid. The brat clearly knew how to tell the good from the bad!