"Uncle Ying, please understand. What mistake did I make? I will definitely change it if you say it!"

"Aren't you and your master always good? Why should you harm him today?"

"Grandpa hasn't said anything these days... Uncle Ying, why are you rushing me back in such a hurry?"

Along the way, Yue Qianxiang tried every means to make no choice but to make a fuss in the air, but every time he felt as if he had accumulating strength to hit the air, he felt that his head was about to explode. He could not understand that Princess Dongyang asked Yue Ying to be their guard. After Yue Ying refused, she suddenly took herself home for what she did. You know, he had not had time to discuss with Princess Dongyang and Yan Xu about Zhen Rong's affairs!

Although Old Master Yue can really make decisions about this matter, Uncle Ying’s attitude is so strange!

As the gate of Yue Mansion approached, Yue Ying, who had been silent all the way, suddenly turned around, held Yue Qianqiu's collar in one hand and gently swung the person, causing Yue Qianqiu to lie on his back, and suddenly abandoned his horse and flipped it over the wall.

The two gatekeepers in front of the door saw this scene and were stunned at the same time. After looking at each other, the older one shrugged and said, "I didn't expect that the Ninth Master is so old and still loves to play. The cold-hearted person of Master Ying is only so indulging in the Ninth Master."

Of course, the younger one didn't want to seem to be unaware of it, so he immediately agreed: "I don't know what Mr. Ninth Master said to Master Ying again, but he actually played with flying eaves and walls in broad daylight... Master Jiu can also fly eaves and walls himself, why did he have to carry him on his back? Could it be that he was sprained ankle and injured?"

As soon as he said this, he was immediately glared at by his senior: "Bao, bah, bah, curse me! The Ninth Master is going to Beiyan now. What if he really hits him, can you afford it?"

Although Yue Qianqiu only captured a little bit of the conversation between the two gatekeepers at the gate of Yue Mansion, he didn't have to think about it. Yue Ying suddenly walked home with her back on the eaves and walls, which would definitely cause a lot of commotion in Yue Mansion.

Needless to say, nine out of ten people would think he was doing something wrong, but this time he obviously didn't!

When Yueying pushed open the Hemingxuan gate and walked in with him on his back, Yue Qianqiu found that it was empty. Obviously, at this moment when it was noon, Old Master Yue was still in the Political Affairs Hall. Now, he was so confused that he felt even more confused. When he got off Yueying's back and stretched his waist, he was about to say something, but Yueying had turned around.

Yueying looked at Yue Qianqiu without blinking, and said in a deep voice: "Stay here and don't run around, I'll pick up the old man."

Huh?

Yue Qianqiu was stunned. But before he could explain, the person had already floated past him like a gust of wind. When he came to his senses and looked outside the door, the person had disappeared. He was stunned and looked outside the empty door, and finally walked to the position of the old master Zhengzhong Yue in anger. After sitting down, he began to daze.

The first time I saw such a weird and weird Uncle Ying, what happened?

There is nothing wrong today! Isn’t it just Zhen Rong and his master Yun Zhongzi who came to him and Yan Xu respectively, preparing to go to Beiyan to play Infernal Affairs? Even if Yueying heard this, he felt that it was very valuable and needed to invite Old Master Yue to the final decision, and there was no need to be so hurrying! You know that they were leaving tomorrow, aren’t there still two or three days left?

He racked his brains to persuade the key people, and was busy preparing for the departure these days. At this moment, Yue Qianqiu couldn't help but yawn. He couldn't think of what Yue Ying was selling, so he wanted to sneak back to the kissing residence. He was afraid that Old Master Yue and Yue Ying would join forces to deal with him after they came back. After thinking about it, he simply lay bored on the desk.

Hungry and sleepy... Let's go to bed first!

When Yue Qianqiu caught a seductive smell of pepper in his deep sleep and opened his eyes suddenly, he saw a huge casserole in front of him. In the milky white soup in the casserole, fish heads, tofu and chopped green onions, which could arouse people's appetite at first glance. Seeing that the small bowls and soup spoons and dishes next to him were ready, he immediately served a large bowl without thinking.

When he was hungry, he finally had the strength to look at him with his eyes. However, he saw that Old Master Yue was sitting leisurely looking at him, while Yue Ying disappeared. After touching his stomach, he was sure that he was half full. He stood up embarrassedly, moved forward with a dry smile and said, "Grandpa, I was hungry just now..."

"I know you have always been a starving ghost."

Old Master Yue sneered, but he nodded and said, "It would be a pity to keep eating, it would be cold."

Seeing Yue Qianqiu hesitating for a while, he continued to go back and have a feast. Old Master Yue smiled slightly, thinking that his grandson seemed to have grown up, but in fact he was still a child. From childhood to adulthood, the little guy loved to stew fish head stewed tofu, stew fish head stewed with powdered skin, and put more pepper, and he could eat it every time. Three pounds of fish head, one or two pounds of tofu or powdered skin, and one or two pounds of tofu or powdered skin can eliminate the light when he is hungry.

It is also a blessing to forget your thoughts when you taste it.

When the young grandson was like a wind blowing away the clouds, he almost put the whole casserole fish head into his stomach, wiped his mouth and hands clean, and came to him embarrassedly, and then he laughed and said, "Are you full?"

Yue Qianqiu nodded quickly. But after nodding, he heard something he had unexpectedly expected.

"Then take off your clothes."

Yue Qianqiu was confused and stuttered when he spoke: "Take off...take off your clothes? Grandpa, why are you taking off your clothes?"

"You have many problems, so you can take off if you want to take off!"

Seeing that Old Master Yue stood up straightforwardly, he didn't even have time to do it himself. He quickly stretched out his hands and untied his clothes. Yue Qianqiu was really confused.

When the shirt and little jacket outside were taken off and threw it on the ground one after another, he was left with only one close-fitting shirt. Even though the room was still warm and his body was strong, he suddenly had only such a little clothes left, and he couldn't help but sneeze.

At this time, Old Master Yue walked around Yue Qianqiu's back, and his fingers slid down his spine from his cervical spine, and finally poked hard on his tailbone. Although the force was not heavy, Yue Qianqiu was so scared that he subconsciously screamed in pain.

"What's the ghost called?" Old Master Yue poked again angrily, "I don't know how many times I've seen you all over you! I've got this last one left, I'll take it off!"

Knowing that it was hard to explain the truth with the old man today, Yue Qianqiu was becoming more and more puzzled, but he still had to do so. When he stood there with a lump in his upper body, he didn't expect that Old Master Yue would stay behind him and not move. At this time, even though his heart was in a mess before, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and a thought suddenly arose.

"Grandpa, can it be behind me..."

Before he finished speaking, Yue Qianqiu felt that Old Master Yue's gentle finger poked on his back again. But this time, the finger stopped at his vest. Immediately afterwards, he heard a deep sigh.

"If Xiaoying hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have expected that some things would be the same as heroes."

Yue Qianqiu felt like he was taking a breath. The relaxed and freehand paintings of Zhen Rong's jokes were gone. He was always the most eloquent and said stutteringly: "Grandpa, I have a tattoo on my back...?"

"What do you think?" Until this time, Old Master Yue was still busy and kept in hiding. Seeing that his grandson was stiff all over, he laughed slowly.

"Since I picked you up, I have been thinking about what kind of life experience I should give you. At that time, news came out of Beiyan that the queen in her early thirties was difficult to give birth and died after giving birth to a little prince. The little prince did not survive for two months and followed her mother. Within a month, people in several places in Beiyan claimed that the little prince was in their hands and raised an army to rebel."

While saying this, Old Master Yue reached out and continued to point and poke Yue Qianqiu's back: "At that time, they were all thinking that the queen had no son before, and the position of prince had long been born to the eldest prince by the imperial concubine, and there were several princes behind it. The little prince was born as a legitimate prince, and his mother's family was not small, but why did he die? Since he died, the queen's family would not give up."

"But no one expected that the queen's family did not make trouble, and there was no chaos in going to Beijing. Now, those rebellions became jokes. After a few steps, the Emperor of Northern Yan sent troops to put them in order to clean up. However, rumors were not completely banned. Northern Yan had the custom of tattooing. Whether it was a prince or a noble family, they would ask the tattoo artist to make the family's inherent tattoo marks after birth."

Knowing that Yue Qianqiu must be pricking up his ears and listening carefully, the old man with his fingers back, and still put his hands in his sleeves, he said calmly: "The marks of each family are special, and it is difficult for others to imitate them. But as soon as the little prince died, the craftsman who belonged to the royal family disappeared. Well, the tenth ** is the one that Yun Zhongzi encountered. But before Yun Zhongzi, the person bumped into your Uncle Ying's hand. How could he miss it if he bumped into it? So, there was such a thing on your back."

The more Qianqiu listened, the more I felt the heavier I felt in my heart. Even if the older master said it seriously and appeared vividly, he was very different from other children. Since he opened his eyes for the first time, he has been remembering every moment of memory.

At least in his fourteen years of life experience, there was absolutely no memory of being tattooed, not at all!

But he was gritting his teeth just thinking so much, but he didn't expect that Old Master Yue would come around in front of him again and look at him with a smile.

"You kid knew that you had enough to sleep and had enough to eat. You spent at least three-quarters of the time a day. Not to mention an extra tattoo in your dreams, even if you spend ten more, you don't know!"
Chapter completed!