Chapter 537
——Master, you just had a private thought.

There was silence in the courtyard.

Even the sounds of cicadas and frogs in the distance seem to have disappeared.

Only the soft and gentle female voice remained in my ears.

Private thoughts?

Zhan Ming's long eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes for a long time.

His eyes were cold and silent.

"Benefactor Azhao, don't think too much."

Ah Zhao waited for a long time, and finally got such a sentence.

She took a step back unhappily, and stared at Zhanming: "Don't you monks not tell lies? But the master dare not tell me the truth?"

Zhan Ming raised his eyes to look at her: "How does Benefactor Ah Zhao know that the poor monk is not telling the truth?"

A Zhao raised his chin, and said confidently, "Because I think you like me."

Zhan Ming laughed: "Please benefactor, don't make fun of the poor monk, a monk."

"joke?"

Ah Zhao repeated, and the whole person laughed: "Okay, okay, I am indeed joking."

Zhan Ming didn't move, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could relax, the girl on the opposite side said again: "Actually, I like you, Master."

Zhan Ming: "..."

Azhao had already sat across from her again, and she looked at Zhan Ming with her chin propped on her hand: "Master, I'm not joking, I really like you."

"The poor monk is a monk..."

Ah Zhao interrupted him: "If you become a monk, you can return to vulgarity."

Zhan Ming sighed again: "If the benefactor talks like this again, I'm afraid the poor monk's courtyard won't be able to welcome you."

A Zhao spread his hands: "You are a small courtyard, that's not what I want to come."

Seeing Zhan Ming looking at him, Ah Zhao looked innocent: "I'm telling the truth. Master, I don't know why I appear here every day, and I can't leave even if I want to."

Zhan Ming: "..."

It was rare for Ah Zhao to see him speak the truth, so he smiled and said, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhan Ming sighed.

He shook his head: "The poor monk is fine. Benefactor Azhao, have you finished your story?"

The topic is back.

A Zhao took a careful look at him, nodded, and smiled: "Master thinks, is the story over?"

Zhan Ming glanced at her: "Azhao's benefactor is exquisite, and the poor monk believes that the story of the gifted scholar and the beautiful woman is over."

……

After that night, Azhao still appeared in Zhanming's small courtyard every night in his soul body.

Zhan Ming would make a pot of tea for her every day and recite a scripture for her.

Occasionally, Ah Zhao would tell him some interesting stories.

The relationship between the two is not different from the past, but it seems that there is something different.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

"Miss, miss!" Ah Zhao was lazily leaning against the window on this day, when Pearl came in from outside beaming.

The sun was a bit poisonous, and it made her soft all over, and she couldn't lift her spirits.

"What's wrong?" Ah Zhao reached out and took a grape next to him and put it into his mouth.

The corners of Pearl's eyes and brows were filled with smiles, as if something extremely happy had happened: "My servant just heard the news that the marriage between the Northwest Marquis's Mansion and the household servant's family has been withdrawn."

"Return?"

Pearl nodded: "It's still because of the affair that young master Qi spent a lot of money for a beautiful maid last time. The servant of the household department has a noble family, how can he tolerate such a thing? I heard that he is the eldest son of the servant's family, Go to the Northwest Marquis Mansion with the dowry gift and documents in person."

Shan Shan coughed, and looked at Pearl disapprovingly: "Why do you come to talk to Miss about everything?"

(End of this chapter)

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