Chapter 301

Chapter 301: Alright, it’s my turn to work.

“Ming-brother, Wu-sister~~~~”

Just as Ming and Wu returned to the Princess’s residence, Sheng Sheng, who had been waiting, ran over to them. It seemed like the little one had been waiting for quite some time.

Ming gently rubbed Sheng Sheng’s little head: “Did Sheng Sheng listen to Sister Ren?”

Sheng Sheng, while hugging Ming’s leg, nodded like a little chick pecking at rice: “Yes, yes, Sheng Sheng was very obedient.”

Sister Ren smiled nearby: “Sheng Sheng was indeed very obedient, just kept looking outside the door, asking when the Princess and Minister Wenwu would return. She asked more than ten times.”

Upon hearing Sister Ren’s report, Sheng Sheng lowered her head, her little face red, her two fingers poking each other.

Ming smiled as he gently rubbed Sheng Sheng’s head: “It seems Sheng Sheng really likes me and Sister Wu.”

Sheng Sheng lifted her head and nodded vigorously: “Sheng Sheng likes Ming-brother and Wu-sister the most~”

“Sister also likes Sheng Sheng the most.” Wu smiled as she pinched Sheng Sheng’s nose, “Sister will go take a bath first, then come play with Sheng Sheng.”

Sheng Sheng nodded: “Okay, Wu-sister~”

Wu walked inside. Sheng Sheng looked at Wu-sister’s back, feeling something strange about her, but couldn’t figure out what it was. While Wu was bathing, Ming took Sheng Sheng to practice boxing in the courtyard.

In the evening, Ming was going to take Sheng Sheng back.

“Are you not staying for dinner?”

Wu asked Ming.

Ming held Sheng Sheng’s hand: “No need, we’ve already disturbed you for half a month. We should go back.”

Wu: “Alright, let me know if anything happens.”

“Don’t worry, there won’t be any issues,” Ming smiled, “And besides, you’re so close by.”

After bidding farewell to Wu, Ming returned to his mansion.

Upon seeing her son return, Su Yan sighed in relief.

Actually, Su Yan guessed that her son must have encountered something.

Previously, it was someone from the Princess’s residence delivering the message, rather than her son himself, which made Su Yan even more uneasy.

But Su Yan didn’t show it, not wanting to worry her son.

Ming handed over the game he hunted and the gifts bestowed by His Majesty to the Xu Mansion, allowing them to distribute it as they saw fit.

However, Ming kept a single spirit-infused plum deer for himself, intending to barbecue it in the courtyard.

Eating this plum deer would greatly benefit one’s health.

A day passed, after bathing, Ming returned to his room to rest.

Lying on his bed, Ming took out a handkerchief, embroidered with a blood plum blossom.

And within Ming’s storage bag, there was another blood plum blossom handkerchief. As he stared, Ming suddenly sensed someone else’s presence and quickly tucked the handkerchief away.

“Master is truly a man of many affairs~” Zhou appeared in Ming’s room, her round, pert buttocks directly sitting on Ming’s bedside, “I wonder whose handkerchief belongs to Master?”

“Not your concern.” Ming sat up, “Is there something, Elder Zhou?”

“Must there always be something? Can’t I visit Master without reason?” Zhou feigned sadness, softly sobbing a few times, “Master is truly heartless.”

“…”. Ming ignored Zhou, silently watching her perform.

“Well well, Master is such an uninteresting person, only slightly good-looking. Honestly, I wonder which woman could endure Master.”

Zhou waved her handkerchief, “The ‘Taoist’ has sent a letter.”

Ming focused: “What does it say?” Zhou smiled, “The Taoist said, since it’s your request, he’ll definitely help, but he currently has urgent matters and can’t leave. However, he met someone in the Wu Kingdom.”

“He feels this person is more suitable, so he decided there’s no need for him to come, instead sending this person. This person has agreed.”

“This way, he can continue doing his own things, and your matter can be better resolved.”

“Met someone?” Ming questioned, “Do not know which immortal master?”

Even the ‘Taoist’ felt the other party was more suitable, indicating their cultivation must be higher.

Zhou smirked teasingly: “This person isn’t an immortal master~ but a monk~”

“Monk????” Ming was even more confused.

A Taoist recommending a monk.

“Yes, the Taoist wrote in the letter that he met a little monk, who’s female, with deeper expertise in soul techniques, proficient in the Eight Divine Techniques of Lei Ming Temple. Although her cultivation isn’t high, in terms of divine souls, she’s more suitable.” Zhou explained.

“Monk, female, could she be the Lei Ming Temple’s Shixin?”

Ming immediately guessed the identity of the other party, for no other reason.

In this world, there are no nuns.

If not mistaken, this Shixin should be the only female monk in the world.

“That’s right, it’s Shixin, ranked first on the Red Beauty List.”

Zhou’s eyes carried a hint of yearning.

“The number one beauty on the Red Beauty List, the woman who even pushed the Dragon Empress to second place. To be honest, even though I’m a woman, I’m extremely curious about what kind of woman she is.”

Ming: “…”.

Ming also had a bit of curiosity.

The Red Beauty List is ranked by the Great Dao according to the preferences of all people in the world. Even if you haven’t seen the other person, the Great Dao knows your preferences.

Ming couldn’t figure out how a female monk managed to climb to the top of the Red Beauty List.

“Shixin, just keep walking straight ahead, pass through Yubi County, and you’ll reach Wudu.”

The Taoist An Wei stroked his beard while pointing the way to the bald girl before him.

“When you reach Wudu, just inquire about the location of Xu Mansion. In theory, Xu Ming should be quite famous in Wudu.”

The woman named Shixin nodded: “Then I leave this matter here to you, sir.”

“Hahaha, such a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. You help me, I help you, mutual assistance.” An Wei laughed, “Go quickly, don’t delay my friend’s affairs.”

“Alright.” Shixin nodded, turning to walk in the direction the Taoist pointed.

“Alright, it’s my turn to work.”

The Taoist turned around.

Behind the Taoist floated hundreds of ghosts in the air, roaring at the Taoist.

[The pace is a bit slow.

Already nearly seventy thousand words written, yet I’ve only covered two-fifths of the outline. The speed is indeed a bit slow.

Feels a bit dragging, maybe speeding up the pace might be better.]