Chapter 871

"The master of the prison said that we must clean up the Zhaitang early every day. I'll wait for you here. I'll clean up as soon as I finish eating. Don't delay. I still have a lot of work to do."

Stiff voice and posture, the little monk stood at the table.

He was insistent, but Lin Yunxi was innocent. He was lying!

It's true that the fat monk in the prison gave him a lot of work, but it never happened that he forced people to eat up and leave. Baili Jingqi was trying to embarrass the ninth prince, but he couldn't see himself sitting here with him.

Lin Yunxi, who is laughing secretly in his heart, has not yet opened his mouth for Baili Zonglu, but bud comes out and opens it first.

"You monk are not reasonable!"

The angry ya'er put her hands on her waist and forgot that she was dressed up as a boy. Her eyes were not eyes, and her nose was not. She started shouting at Bai Li Jingqi

"All the Pilgrims at the next table have finished their fasting meal. Why don't you clean up there first? Our young master and the master have something to say. What are you doing standing here? Do what you do, and don't feel ashamed of yourself! "

From the bottom of her heart, ya'er always feels that the little monk is a bad luck star, and she also makes her young lady care about him. Ya'er is very impolite in her words, so that she can get angry with Jingqi.

Pointed to the other side of the table has been empty, bud son said this is the truth.

What she was very tired of was that her young lady and the ninth prince sat down quietly, chatting and laughing. What did the smelly little monk stir up?

He'll be Yuelao's nemesis, specially for bad people's marriage, right?!

Baili Jingqi turns her head and looks at the table which is really empty. Then she looks at ya'er, who stares at herself like an enemy. She is angry, but she is blocked. She can't say anything to refute.

This is equivalent to being strangled when fighting. Baili Jingqi doesn't even have room to turn around. Resentful, he can't help it. He gives a cold hum to ya'er, turns around and glares at the innocent Lin Yunxi before leaving.

"Master, don't be angry..."

Cao An and Feng Yi followed. Seeing that Baili Jingqi's cloth was wiping the table as if he wanted to wipe a layer of skin off a wooden table, they came forward to help. They still wanted to comfort him.

"This is the end of the matter. Don't take it to heart, master. There must be a way to the front of the mountain. Let's go step by step."

"Yes, yes, let the slave do it. Have a rest!"

Baili Jingqi is holding her breath. She tugs at the rag and works hard. Cao An and Feng Yi are so anxious that they can only help while persuading.

This picture fell into Lin Yunxi's eyes is very distressed, especially looking at the little monk's face showing that kind of forbearance anger and wronged expression, I wish I could come forward and hold him tightly in my arms.

Whenever she saw that he was wronged, she couldn't control her emotions.

I have experienced too much with him in the previous life. He always stood in front of himself to protect himself, but she couldn't stand up and comfort him when he was wronged

Lin Yunxi's eyes are red, but when he looks at Baili Jingqi's hatred for the table and dishcloth, he feels that a kind of funny emotion is growing.

Is he taking the table as a hundred Li Zong law and himself as a dishcloth to vent his anger?

A hands so hard, also not afraid of the fear of pain after?