Chapter 41: Poetry Appreciation (5)

And the strength of the Xia family, the head of the household, belongs to the prince's lineage, so if nothing else, Xia Bingye will be the best candidate for the crown princess.

Ling Luo looked at this scene, and his heart was secretly refreshed, this arrogant King Qi also had things that could not be done, and he couldn't get things.

She suddenly remembered that among the pile of medicinal materials that she had exchanged for at Lao Suo on Yingyang Street yesterday, there was a Zhuzhu Rain Spirit Grass, which was a second-level water-based medicinal material, which had a magical effect on martial artists from the first to the ninth order below the martial artist.

Thinking of this, Ling Luo called Xuanyuan Yu and asked him to take out the Bead Rain Spirit Grass from the space ring and hand it to her.

In the palm of Ling Luo's hand, there was a lilac herb, which was only the size of a fist, with a total of thirteen leaves, each of which was filled with water vapor, and the essence of water was constantly dripping out of the tip of the leaf.

The corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips pursed a faint smile: "Luo'er is going to be naughty again." ”

"Is there one?" Ling Luo raised her eyebrows, but the cunning in her eyes betrayed her, "I just want to give a little gift to the beautiful woman." ”

Xuanyuan Yu looked at Ling Luo's slightly playful side face, and involuntarily crossed a trace of warmth in his heart.

Ling Luo took the lilac herb, walked through the crowd, and under the surprised gaze of everyone, he took the initiative to walk in front of Xia Bingye.

In the past, Ling Luo hated Xia Bingye the most, regarded her as her biggest rival, and every time they met, they would use some extremely crude and naΓ―ve means to frame her.

Of course, with the strength of her first-order martial artist, in front of an eighth-order martial artist, she naturally couldn't please her, and she was taught a very tragic lesson every time.

Therefore, this time, when Ling Luo took the initiative to approach Xia Bingye again, all the eyes around her nervously converged on her.

"Sister Bingye, long time no see." Ling Luo blessed Xia Bingye, and then unceremoniously sat down in the middle of Xia Bingye and Chen Moxuan.

Chen Moxuan's face was black at that time, is this hateful woman going to make trouble again?

"Ling Luo! Get out of the way! ”

Chen Moxuan shouted unceremoniously, his enchanting and narrow eyes were filled with anger, and the words he said jumped out of the dirty words.

Ling Luo looked aggrieved, her long eyelashes fluttered, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she pouted, "Luo'er is just here to give Sister Bingye a gift, why do you want to be so harsh on me, Your Royal Highness King Qi?" ”

Her glutinous appearance made Chen Moxuan feel upset again, and he couldn't wait to slap Ling Luo's face directly.

"You woman, your heart is vicious, you brutalized the eldest sister yesterday, burned Yue'er's sister's face, and today you came to harm the king's ice night under the guise of sending things, it's just a dead nature!"

"Your Royal Highness King Qi, how can you say that about me?" Ling Luo's mouth pursed, and her voice was full of tears, "Luo'er got a Zhuzhu Rain Spirit Grass a few days ago, and she specially came to give it to Sister Bingye, who is practicing Shui Yuan, but you actually ...... It turned out to be ......"

Speaking of this, Ling Luo secretly pinched the soft flesh on his waist, and squeezed out a tear.

"Bead Rain Spirit Grass?" Xia Bingye became excited, changed her indifferent tone, and her cold eyes became hot, "Where?" ”

A hint of smugness crossed Ling Luo's eyes, very good, the fish was hooked.

"Here." As she spoke, Ling Luo stretched out her hand, and a lilac thirteen-leaf plant less than the size of a fist appeared in the palm of her hand, "For Sister Bingye, Luo'er is young and ignorant, and has done a lot of wrong things, and I hope for Sister Haihan." ”