Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 1631 - 1631 He Belongs To Me

Chapter 1631 - 1631 He Belongs To Me

1631 He Belongs To Me
“That’s right. Monks can’t get married,” Yaoyao added.
“It’s better if we ask him directly about something like this, isn’t it?” When Hexin saw Bao Yu’s head and shoulders sagging, looking rather depressed, Hexin could not bear to say anything that discouraged her.
Yaoyao paused. “Yes, he might agree to it. But you’re only thirteen now, Bao Yu. Would it be suitable for you to get an adopted son-in-law so early?” Bao Yu had not even come of age yet. Did young girls mature so early these days? Yaoyao had still been fiddling with medicinal herbs in her mother’s medicine room when she was thirteen.
“I’ve thought about this. If he is willing, he can be my youth groom first. Once I’ve come of age in two years, I’ll marry him officially,” Bao Yu said immediately.
It was clear that Bao Yu was someone who thought ahead into the future.
However, none of them realized that their conversation was heard by the little monk who was walking next to the horse-drawn carriage.
He had heard every word of their conversation along the way.
There was an astonished look on his handsome face.
He had grown up in the temple and learned martial arts skills from his master since he was young. It was only because he had been starving for many days and had no energy that he fell into the human traffickers’ trap and got captured by them.
His dark eyes stared at the horse-drawn carriage for quite a while, as if trying to see through the carriage walls the little lady who declared him as her adopted son-in-law.
He pressed his lips. He did not reject the idea at all.
Amitabha!
He quietly repeated the word to himself.
All of them went to the Palace when they arrived at the capital city.
Chen Jin had arrived earlier and went ahead to arrange the Palace banquet.
When they got off the carriage, Yaoyao, Hexin, and Yuan You could not help sizing up the little monk.
“Amitabha!” The little monk lifted his hand and recited the Buddhist chant out loud.
Yaoyao and the others could not hold back any longer.
“Little monk, what’s your Buddhist name? Are you really fourteen this year?”
The little monk nodded. There was a faint blush on his fair face. “My Buddhist name is Kong Ming.”
Yaoyao and the others wanted to continue asking him some questions, but Bao Yu suddenly put herself between the others and the little monk and coughed lightly. “Kong Ming is a shy person, Princess. You should stop…stop asking questions.”
Little monk Kong Ming looked at the girl shielding him and felt a warm sensation in his heart.
Yaoyao was not trying to give Kong Ming any trouble. When she heard Bao Yu’s protective words, she could not help pinching Bao Yu’s cheeks and scolded her in a low voice. “Silly girl. I’m trying to help you, but you’re siding with someone else instead.”
Bao Yu’s face turned red. She hugged Yaoyao’s arm and swung it around. “Big Sis Yaoyao, Kong Ming will belong to me soon. He’s not just a random someone else.”
Amused, Yaoyao said, “You’re really not shy at all. Nothing has been set in stone yet, but you’re already treating him as yours?”
“It’s going to happen sooner or later,” Bao Yu said in a small voice as her face turned red.
“Alright, alright. I’ll stop talking about your precious Master Kong Ming.” Yaoyao put up a look of defeat.
A wide smile appeared on Bao Yu’s face. She let go of Yaoyao’s hand and turned to look at Kong Ming with a smile. She said comfortingly, “Big Sis Yaoyao and the others don’t mean any harm. Don’t be afraid.”
Kong Ming’s eyes, which were dark as the silent night, stared at her quietly for a while before he gave another Buddhist chant.
Yaoyao thought this looked like fun and wanted to continue teasing him when Long Yin and Beitang You came walking over.
She immediately shut her mouth when she saw them.
The thought of leaving for Great Shang the next day suddenly made her feel a little sad.
“Let’s head in,” Beitang You said with a smile as he walked toward her. He was about to reach out and hold her hand when Long Yin swept his gaze over their direction and said to Yaoyao, “What are you waiting for?”