"You're here!"

"Yes. Yes? Chen Liu Mingzhi has seen the three princesses! ”

Liu Mingzhi saw the third princess who was kicking the shuttlecock with a palace maid, and suddenly the shuttlecock looked at himself tenderly, and said, "You are here, I didn't react a little, what's going on!"

He can be sure and sure that he is not wrong, not that he has seen-for-tat in the past, but that he is really tender.

Did Young Master Ben not wake up or did the third princess take the wrong medicine? Why is the style so weird?

"No need to be polite, are you here to find your father?"

"The minister is indeed here to face the saint!"

"Father is preparing to come to the court, you can go in quickly!"

"Uh...... Good! Looking at the third princess Liu Mingzhi, who was a little twisted, hurriedly saluted: "The minister retires!" ”

"Little master, let's go quickly, it's too late for Your Majesty to go to court!"

Liu Dashao was a little panicked and pulled Fan towards the imperial study, it was too weird, it was weird, it was so weird that people didn't feel down, is this still the third princess who didn't scold herself in the past?

A drastic change in temperament is bound to be deceitful, and it is necessary to guard against it.

Liu Mingzhi couldn't help but secretly wonder if this little girl had thought of some conspiracy to deal with herself, otherwise she really couldn't explain what happened just now.

"Princess, let's move on to the shuttlecock!"

"Okay, let's do it together!"

"Huh...... Princess, did you drop your things? ”

The third princess looked at the palace maid in confusion and looked at herself: "No, this princess didn't bring anything when she came out!" ”

"Princess, you see there's a letter here, didn't you drop it?"

The third princess lowered her head and bent down to look at the letter under her feet, bent down to pick it up, looked at the blank envelope without signature, and looked at the palace maids around her: "Did any of you drop something?" ”

"Princess, not ours!"

"Yes, princess, we are all in the palace and we don't have a chance to go out, how can we write letters!"

"Princess, will Lord Liu lose it?"

The third princess looked at the letter in her hand blankly: "If he lost it, why didn't he sign it?" ”

"Needless to say, I must want to give it to my face without signing!"

"Princess, did Lord Liu want to write a letter to you, so I didn't have the embarrassment to pretend to be at your feet on purpose?"

"That's right, except for Lord Liu, who is a monk like a dumb melon, this letter can't be lost by that monk, right?"

The third princess looked at the envelope in her hand curiously: "What if it's for something else, it's not good to read someone else's letter!" ”

"Is there a signature, how do you know whose it is without looking?"

"Princess, if you can't open your identity well, let the slaves and maids do it for you!"

"Forget it, let's see it for myself Princess Ben!"

Gently opened the envelope, the third princess took out the letter paper and looked at it, Mu Ran saw that the third princess's face was red and hot, and put away the letter paper and looked at the palace maid: "You guys kick, this princess is a little unwell, so go back first!" ”

Leaving a bunch of womb girls dazed!

Liu Mingzhi walked in front of Fan from the imperial study with a thick document and a silver ticket: "Your Majesty will go to the court later, it is inconvenient to delay time here with you, but the customs clearance document has been approved, and it is stamped with the jade seal of the country, and the royal gift of a BMW to help you hurry, silver 10,000 taels for your food, clothing, housing and transportation, 108,000 miles to the west, the road is difficult and dangerous, the master cherishes all the way!" ”

Li Fan took the customs clearance document and saluted: "Thank you, Your Majesty, poor monk, thank you Lord Liu!" ”

"Take care!"

"Father-in-law Fu, you have sent Master Fan out of the palace, and this official has to go to the court!"

"Lord Liu, don't worry, this is our business!"

"Amitabha, farewell!"

"Hey, little master, you haven't brought your silver ticket yet!"

"Amitabha, the monks of the Great Compassion Temple never accept any incense, the poor monks are afraid that the gold and silver will damage the poor monks' hearts, the poor monks are dedicated to the Buddha, these goods are still given to those who need it, all the way to the west, three meals are enough!"

Liu Mingzhi looked at the one in his hand

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