Chapter 1295: Thanks to His Wife Long En

Qian Duoduo giggled, and took out a silver note of one hundred taels from his small purse, Long Muchen shook his eyes twice: "Hehe, good performance, this is your pocket money for this month, remember Bookmark, report to me!"

Long Muchen raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, cheering happily: "Thank you, wife Long En!"

——Duoer dividing line——

After Qian Duoduo and Long Muchen's wife sang the double reed opera, Long Yintian knew that if he wanted to take out a chicken feather from the Prince Chen's mansion, he would be daydreaming and out of reach!

With his arms drooping in disgrace, he left the imperial study pitifully, followed Fuzi to the treasury, and sucked the third brother's blood helplessly.

And Qian Duoduo nestled in Long Muchen's arms, played teasingly with the papaya a few times, then dozed off, closed his eyelids, and dreamed that he would go to Duke Zhou.

When the noisy little thing finally calmed down, Long Muchen kissed her forehead indulgently, and said with a smile: "I will let Fuzi take Lao Si to my place soon, Duo'er has already helped him with his congratulatory gift." Get ready, she is looking forward to the day when the fourth child will marry Zhaoyang more than anyone else."

Long Yutian nodded, he knew Duo'er's temperament, the little girl just loves to play, and she always feels very satisfied when they are so angry, that's what the so-called happy friends mean.

Long Muchen felt that he had nothing to say, so he hugged Qian Duoduo in his arms, took a blanket and covered her body, only a small head was exposed.

When he reached the door, Long Yutian stopped him suddenly.

"Uncle Fourteen, can you find a chance to tell Senior Tianji that I have something to ask him for advice."

Long Muchen knocked on his forehead, and realized belatedly: "If you don't tell me, I almost forgot. Master asked me to tell you that he will be waiting for you at Lingyin Temple tomorrow."

——Duoer dividing line——

The next day, Long Yutian changed into plain casual clothes and left for Lingyin Temple early in the morning.

In the small courtyard with winding paths, a pear tree was planted, and the snow-white pear blossoms were blooming, accompanied by the breeze, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Old Man Tianji was under the pear tree, holding nine ribbons of different colors in his hands, tied to the pear tree, chattering endlessly, as if he was muttering something.

"Senior is so excited that this courtyard is full of pear blossoms." Long Yutian put down his emperor's figure, and greeted politely in front of this worldly expert.

The old man Tianji turned his head and nodded to Long Yutian, expressing his greetings, then returned his eyes to the nine ribbons, and asked faintly: "I ran to my old man's Lingyin Temple early in the morning, there must be something something important, right?"

Long Yutian was slightly taken aback, thinking to himself, didn't you invite me over today?

However, in the next second, he smiled with relief, his eyes full of admiration.

"Senior is really a clever planner. To tell you the truth, this junior does have one thing that I don't know."

"A while ago, this junior received that Qian Duoduo's last letter, which said that after her death, her soul would be scattered. Is this really the case?"

Elder Tianji didn't hide anything, and sighed melancholy: "That's true. She escaped from hell and forced Duo'er's soul away with resentment. Dispersion, this is her inevitable end."

The love of moths to the flame will really make people lose their minds and eventually kill themselves.