The fake daughter quit and got married to the boss

Chapter 202 Let’s go to the palace to play

The handsome and tall man was lying on the big bed, his long black hair loose, his face pale, and he looked quiet.

Tong Yu poked his wrist and whispered, "At least I called you Master, thinking about taking care of you in your old age, so you can't not wake up."

The person on the bed had a haggard look on his face, but showed no signs of waking up.

Tong Yu grabbed his long hair. This man's hair was very long, almost reaching his waist like the ancients. His hair was soft, translucent and had a good luster.

Tong Yu tilted her head and said, "You are already sixty years old. I envy you this head of black hair."

"The day after tomorrow, at the latest the day after tomorrow, if you don't wake up, I will cut your hair and shave it bald! Do you know that washing long hair is very troublesome..."

Jiji muttered to himself in the room for half an hour before Tongyu went out.

In the restaurant

Jie Jie clutched the chicken leg and devoured it voraciously. Seeing her choking, he mumbled, "The Lord has hatred in his heart and will wake up."

Tong Yu nodded and pushed the glass in front of him, "Drink some water."

“Thank you, Master’s disciple.”

at night

Tongyu was dragged out to play by Tongye.

"Sister, Shen Lan said he would take us to the palace. There is a night market on the way, and he is waiting there."

Tong Yu's eyes lit up, she pulled Qi Yue's sleeve and looked up: "Are you going?"

Qi Yue smiled, "Go, of course. Shen Lan even keeps a group of monks in the palace."

"Monk?"

"It is to integrate with the temple on the mountain, and then we can pray for Zeerleke."

"Let's go."

The weather warmed up tonight. Tong Yu wore a milky apricot sweater and was jumping around happily, holding Qi Yue and Tong Ye's hands on her left and right.

Tong also sang a song on the way, which was the result of him staying in the room for two weeks.

The man's voice is pure and gentle, with a jade-like clarity, very comfortable and pleasant to the ear.

The first note is melancholy, while the second note is bold and wild, with the voice rising to a continuous high note.

It is very consistent with the stage name Tongyu gave him, Yuye.

Tong Yu listened with her chin propped up, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and her eyes filled with starlight.

After the performance ended, they kept clapping and even pulled Qi Yue to clap along, "It sounds great, keep it up, Yuye."

Tong also cleared his throat, grabbed the corner of his shirt with his hands, and the corners of his mouth rose wildly.

Sister is so kind!

This street leads to the top of the mountain. Although the place is remote, it is very lively.

Shen Lan and Shen Yi had been waiting for a long time, oh, and there was also Shen Ye.

His original words were: "This palace is yours. You are my biological brother. What's yours is mine. Is there anything wrong with me returning to my own palace?"

Shen Lan cursed him as shameless, then ran over and grabbed Tong Yu.

"Tanghulu Tanghulu gourd!! Qi Yue, I want it!"

"I want that! Stinky tofu! Shen Lan, go grab it for me!"

"That! Giant octopus meatballs! Shen Yi!"

She seemed like she had never seen the world before. She wanted everything she saw and couldn't get it in her hands.

Shen Yi was driven away by the stinky tofu in Shen Lan's hand, his face full of disgust.

Only Tong Yu and Shen Lan were eating with great joy.

Shen Ye brought two over with a serious and cold face, as if he was filled with resentment.

Tong Yu chuckled and skewered a piece of stinky tofu. "Eat."

Shen Ye's breathing stagnated.

I can't stand it, I really can't stand it, but this is fed by my sister.

Tongyu tilted her head and winked, then put on another piece with a smile.

Shen Yi popped his head out and chuckled harmlessly, "If big brother doesn't eat it, I will."

Shen Ye pushed Shen Yi's head away, his throat tightened, and he opened his mouth and ate.

Almost the next second after entering the entrance, he walked away with quick steps.

Tongyu's evil taste was satisfied and she grinned with joy.

"Bobo ball."

Tong Yu tied one on her wrist and threatened several people to tie one with her.

The first one was Qi Yue, who was tied with a pink feather and had a numb face.

"Spicy hairy eggs."

Tong Yu and Shen Lan kept calling each other and laughing.

As they walked, they left the night market. Tong Yu stared at them, "So fast?"

Qi Yue smiled, "It's just a short section. The front is cordoned off and entry is prohibited."

Tong Yu grumbled unhappily, "Who is this? How can you be so wicked and not let ordinary people live?"

After being scolded, Shen Lan quietly reduced his presence, thinking that he would never act like a landlord again.

The mountain has beautiful scenery and an excellent geographical location, making it a very suitable area for sightseeing.

Shen Lan's palace appears golden in color at night. The pavilions, towers, halls and fences standing on the mountain are particularly magnificent, splendid, luxurious and dazzling.

"Hold the grass..."

Tong Yu was sitting in the car, and on the way to the top of the mountain, she was more and more shocked, but she also felt that it looked familiar, "Why does it feel so familiar..."

Qi Yue pushed the thin silver wire frame and said, "This was built according to the model in an ancient book. At that time, this bastard was so poor that he didn't have a penny in his pocket. He ate and drank at my house for three months."

Shen Lan: “…”

Shen Lan: “…”

Damn Qi Yue, how dare you expose my shortcomings!!!

Tong Yu was lying in Qi Yue's arms, laughing so hard that she almost got a stitch in the side, "Then, then why do we still need to build it, hahahahahahahaha..."

Shen Lan raised his eyebrows and said casually: "I like it. I have too much money and don't know where to put it."

Shen Ye raised his eyes and looked at the magnificent palace.

This was built not only to satisfy Shen Lan, but also because he had just become the head of the family and the Shen clan was born.

A large family that had lived in seclusion for a thousand years was born and immediately spent a huge amount of money to build a palace. It was so extravagant and arrogant, and had a profound heritage.

All of them were done using Shen Lan's personal account, which sounded the alarm in everyone in Country M.

Since then, the Shen clan came into being, with its four major families as the leaders.

I climbed the stairs one by one. Although I was exhausted and out of breath, it felt meaningful.

In front of you is a tall and straight red gate with a totem, and there are six side doors on each side.

All in all, there are thirteen gates.

When the six people arrived at the same time, the deep and majestic bell rang again and again, and the door opened.

A group of bald-headed monks wearing monk's robes came out and chanted to them: "Amitabha, may the donors be healthy and well."

Tong Yu's mouth twitched. This, is really not a joke?

Shen Lan walked over with a swagger, and the two brothers hugged the abbot's neck, "Old man, how are you these days?"

The abbot took out his latest mobile phone and smiled with wrinkles all over his face. "Have one."

Shen Lan curled his lips, "I'll take you to meet my sister later."

The abbot became serious and went downstairs with Shen Lan to meet Tong Yu.

"Hello donor."

Tongyu blinked and returned the greeting in a similar manner, "Hello."

The abbot was wearing a yellow robe and had a silver-white beard. His eyes were kind and benevolent. He first looked at Tong Yu and then at Qi Yue. He closed his eyes slightly and then opened them again, smiling.

"Hello, donors. Please come in."

When Tong Yu entered, she heard the faint but significant sound of chanting. She looked at the group of novice monks and felt much calmer.

"If I had known it was so serious, I would have brought Zherleke with me."

Qi Yue smiled softly, his cold face seemed to melt into the snow.

Tong Yu bumped into him and snorted, "What are you laughing at?"

Qi Yue whispered in her ear, "Buddhism conflicts with the religion he believes in. Do you believe that he can start a quarrel with a monk?"

Tong Yu scratched his head and chuckled, "He definitely can't beat the one who's chanting the sutras."