After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

At this moment, the priest said: "Miss Han has worked hard, take a good rest! You will be a person of great fortune in the future, don't hurt your legs and feet."

Han Yuqing's heart was completely cold. She has been voted out! She lost to Xia Qianqian, but she still has to keep smiling!

"The priest has won the prize." Han Yuqing got up, tried her best to smile, and said to Gu Changsheng, "Third cousin, let's go back!"

Gu Changsheng said, "I still have something to do, my cousin should go back first!"

"Okay." Han Yuqing walked away with the help of the maid. Before leaving, she said to Xia Qianqian, "Congratulations, Miss Xia's dancing and songs are unique, Yuqing will visit again another day."

"Miss Han is too modest, I'm a country girl, I can't be side by side with Miss Han." Xia Qianqian blinked her eyes guilty. She is opportunistic and won't win by force.

After Han Yuqing left, the priest's attitude towards Xia Qianqian became extremely enthusiastic: "Miss Xia Qianqian, I think you are devout to the gods and you are a talented person. If you are willing, I am willing to accept you as a disciple."

Xia Qianqian was taken aback, wouldn't that make her convert? No, no, her six sense organs are impure, and she is not worthy of taking refuge!

Gu Changsheng's face changed slightly, and he squinted to look at the priest: Dare to call his wife to convert?

"Priest, I still have a blind mother at home, and my young sister needs to be taken care of. I have six impure roots, and I like money, so I'm not worthy of being your disciple." Xia Qianqian said hurriedly.

The priest just smiled: "Suddenly bringing it up, it scares you."

"Uh, yes!" Xia Qianqian scratched her head in embarrassment.

"It's okay, you can think about it slowly, and talk about it after the winter festival."

"it is good."

After the priest left, Xia Qianqian succeeded in the election and smiled happily: "Hahaha, I chose, I chose..."

"Humph!" Li Cui gave her a big white eye and left angrily. The other girls expressed their congratulations and dispersed.

Xia Qianqian contentedly picked up the rags and was about to go back to the room when a light cough came from behind: "Cough!"

Only then did Xia Qianqian find out that the ancestors are still there!

She walked over with a smile and whispered, "Ancestor, let me invite you to dinner!"

"I told you..." Gu Changsheng didn't come up in one breath, almost suffocated, "Xia Qianqian, I'm seventeen this year."

"I know, your face is very tender." Xia Qianqian giggled, "However, I have a fate with you."

Gu Changsheng's heart throbbed, and his breathing became quicker. He suspected that he was being teased!

"Really, the first time I saw you, I felt that we had a special fate. It's like the fate of the elders and the younger generation."

Gu Changsheng, who had just been teased, turned dark in an instant: "You and I are four years apart, so it's not a good old friend."

"No, it's just a year-end! I think we are hundreds of years apart!"

"!!!"

Gu Changsheng slowly tightened his fingers, Qingtong worried about the fate of the teacup, and said, "Miss Xia Qianqian, please speak well."

"Okay, maybe I'm using the word incorrectly. But what I'm trying to convey is: I respect Master Gu very much! Very, very respect!"

Snapped!

The poor teacup finally failed to escape the fate of being crushed.

Qingtong and Xia Qianqian were both frightened: "Master!

"Ancestor!"

The porcelain cup cut Gu Changsheng's skin, and a few strands of blood flowed out, shockingly on his pale hands.

Xia Qianqian's heart felt like something was tugging at it, and it hurt badly: "Quick, call the doctor!"

"Who is the doctor?" Qingtong asked.

"It's the doctor, hurry up and call Doctor Tong!" Xia Qianqian was so nervous, she rushed in front of Gu Changsheng and took his hand, "Does it hurt?"