Riding the Pheonix Chapter 48: Name

Mingwei woke up from dreamland and reached out to rub his aching neck.

A little calmer, she opened her eyes.

The curtain hanging on the top is pine green, not the bed she usually sleeps on.

So, she was still left behind?

Whatever you do now will not help. She simply lay on the bed unable to get up, thinking about what to do next.

I originally thought that if I pretended to be Mrs. Mingsan and came here to deal with it, I would go back before dawn so that no one would be able to tell.

Now that she was left behind, the original plan no longer worked.

Then, there is only one way left for her.

Catch up with Mr. Yang and use his power to escape from the Ming family!

Although I felt very unhappy about being plotted by him last night, from a rational point of view, Mr. Yang is a very good candidate.

He has enough strength that the Ming family dare not pursue it.

And it’s not really that lewd, and his innocence can be guaranteed.

Then what is there to hesitate about? Dongning is so young and the matter is so urgent that no more suitable candidate can be found at the moment.

As for the bad reputation - who cares?

"Gulu..." A voice came from my stomach.

Mingwei stretched out his hand and touched it, saying to himself: "I'm so sorry for keeping you hungry for so long."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle laughter came from his ears.

Mingwei sat up and found a little girl sitting on the brocade stool beside the bed.

Seeing her wake up, he got up and put down his needlework and said, "The girl is finally awake. My name is Xiaotong. The master ordered me to serve the girl temporarily."

"Oh." Mingwei nodded, "Sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble." Xiaotong said with a smile, "Since you're hungry, girl, how about you get up and wash up? Just in time for lunch."

Mingwei happily agreed.

I didn’t eat anything for a whole night, and slept until noon. No matter how many worries I had, I had to finish them before talking about them.

Entering the bathroom, Mingwei was shocked.

There is actually a huge hot spring pool here, where you can even swim.

The most outrageous thing is that the water is still warm.

There is no certainty when she will wake up. It must not have been burned specifically for her, as it was probably kept warm.

"What a beautiful place!" She sighed with emotion, and then went to enjoy it happily.

When she came out of the soup pool with wet hair, Xiaotong had already prepared new clothes.

He helped her put on her clothes, wring her hair, and make her look fresh. Lunch has been delivered over there.

When she finished, Xiaotong retreated.

Ming Wei was alone, so he simply took off his shoes and walked around on the blanket, practicing his footwork while digesting food, while thinking about Mr. Yang's intentions.

Although he refused to let her go back, the treatment she was given was pretty good, with a little girl to serve her, and the food and clothing were of the highest quality.

And this room, why does it look so much like the master bedroom? There are many personal belongings in the house...

She walked over to the bookcase and saw a book thrown on it, so she opened it and took a look.

A book is just an ordinary notebook. The words on the title page actually made her take a second look.

What is written in the middle is, "deny yourself and return to etiquette." The signature is two words, Yang Shu.

Mingwei paused and tapped his finger on this special character.

"You are so fascinated by this, do you think my master's calligraphy is unexpectedly good?"

Mingwei turned around and saw Mr. Yang coming in from outside.

"Indeed, since you have to play a dandy, it doesn't look like you can write so well."

Mr. Yang took a sip of tea from the maid and said, "Wrong! If I don't write well, there will be a problem."

Seeing Ming slightly raise his eyebrows, he added: "Don't forget who my grandmother is."

Oh, Princess Mingcheng.

This princess who will go down in history is a very self-disciplined person. No matter how much she dotes on her grandson, she cannot let him write badly.

After all, words are the face of a person. Even if you are a dandy, you still have to be a good-looking dandy.

But Mingwei’s attention is elsewhere.

"Is this the young master's name?"

Mr. Yang glanced at it and smiled: "How about it? Isn't my name nice?"

"Yang Shu." Mingwei read it again, "It sounds very good."

She said this without loosening her brows.

Master Yang said: "Please, please be more sincere when you praise others."

Mingwei chuckled and tapped the special word with his finger: "But, with all due respect, this word has a bad meaning."

"Oh?" Mr. Yang's smile faded a little.

"Survival means death. Those who commit capital crimes are separated from their heads and bodies, so it is called "Shu Shi"." Mingwei said softly, "This word means killing with swords, and it means dying unexpectedly. Bad side, Zhu Sheng, bad behavior The remaining bones are the color of blood..."

She raised her head and looked at Mr. Yang: "A name is proof of a person's survival. Although it cannot represent destiny, it will affect a person's luck to some extent. The name Mr. Yang is too solemn, and it may not be a good death."

"..."

Mingwei moved his fingers, pointed to the four words in the middle, and read slowly: "Restrain oneself and return to rites. There is a ferocious beast hidden in the young master's heart! Even he is afraid of its existence, so he can only Always remind yourself to restrain yourself and don’t let it come out to hurt others.”

Mr. Yang laughed briefly: "What you said makes sense in the first place, but you are just making it up in the end. Benevolent gentlemen all take self-denial and restoration of propriety as their motto. Is there a ferocious beast in everyone's heart?"

Ming Ming smiled and did not argue with him: "Then why did the young master take the name Shu? You are the queen of the royal family, you are noble, and you are cherished by the eldest princess. How could you choose such a name?"

"You have so many reasons. There is a desperate meaning, and there is a different meaning. Why do you think it is the former, not the latter?"

Having said that, he sat down, took out the ivory fan, opened it and fanned it. I probably thought it was still cold, so I pretended to be better, and then I put it together again.

Ming Wei looked at his movements and smiled imperceptibly.

Although he denied it, she knew that she was right.

Although a fortuneteller does not do fortune telling, it does not mean that she does not know how to do it.

The charlatan likes to use specious words to express your thoughts when reading fortune telling. IndoMTL.com. In this way, it will be easier to cheat money...

Besides, she has real abilities.

Surprise him first and let his guard down, then it will be easy to persuade him.

Over there, Mr. Yang stared at her again and again.

"You're looking at me so absorbedly. Do you think I'm pretty?" Mingwei smiled at him.

Mr. Yang also laughed, leaned over, lifted her chin with his fan, and said frivolously: "Yes! I am thinking that Miss Ming is so beautiful and capable, so she should stay by my side for a long time. ."

Mingwei was silent: "Young Master Yang."

"Huh?"

"Since you know that I am possessed by a lonely soul, haven't you ever thought that maybe I am a big and thick man? I pick my feet when I have nothing to do, and then eat something with the hands that have just picked my feet..."

Mr. Yang quickly retracted his fan, his face turned blue.

Mingwei felt the pleasure of successful revenge and was about to pursue the victory when Ah Wan came in.

"Master."

"What's the matter?" Young Master Yang still had the word "foot-picking big man" echoing in his mind, and he always felt that there was an indescribable smell lingering around him.

Awan leaned into his ear and said something.

Seeing Mingwei, Young Master Yang’s face darkened.

"Are you sure?"

Awan nodded.

He waved Ah Wan to step back, looked at Ming Wei, as if thinking about something, and didn't speak for a long time.

Looking at his expression, Ming Wei felt her heart skip a beat and had a bad feeling.

But she didn't ask, feeling a little scared for no reason.

Master Yang finally spoke: "The Ming family, something happened."

Mingwei is waiting for his next post.

Mr. Yang thought about it again and again, and finally let out a long sigh and said, "I'll let Ah Wan take you back!"