Luo Li took a sip of tea and bowed his head.

Those Buddhist scriptures, she misses the mattress just by reading them, let alone listening to others.

"Isn't Dr. Luo here?" Gao Xiaoqian put down the scroll, looked at the little girl, and suddenly found that her hand seemed to be injured, "Your hand is ......"

"It's okay, it's just broken, small injuries, and I've been drugged." Luo Li subconsciously retracted her hand - she thought that the person in front of her was going to be like the master and the senior brother again, saying that her hand was pierced.

It's embarrassing.

The little girl forgot that the white yarn in her hand had already been removed by Luo Ze.

Gao Xiao shook his head, remembered something, suddenly looked at Luo Li's face tentatively, and asked cautiously: "Little seven days later...... What kind of husband are you looking for? ”

Luo Li was stunned.

Brother Xiaojun, why did you suddenly ask about this?

Although I know that there are many people who fall in love at first sight in ancient times, she is still a little girl!

However, the little girl still seriously thought about the little boy's question: "I...... I-"

"The husband I want to find does not require him to be under one person or above ten thousand, but only to stand up to the sky and the earth, dare to love and hate. In addition—"

Luo Li stretched out his hand, touched his nose and smiled, "The husband I want is a white head in my life, and a couple in my life." "She doesn't want a stinky man's three wives and four concubines, so she doesn't have time to fight with those women in the backyard all day long.

Gao Xiaoqian was also stunned.

A white head in a lifetime, a couple in a lifetime.

This expectation seems insignificant, but in fact it is unexpected.

But—

Gao Xiaoqian was about to say something, when he suddenly heard a wisp of movement.

A handsome little monk walked in. The monk was dressed in green clothes, his eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, but the moment he saw Luo Li, he smiled slightly.

"Little donor Luo, the carriage ordered by the abbot has been prepared." The green lantern closed slightly at Luo Li, and lowered his eyes slightly at Gao Xiaojun.

When Gao Xiaojun saw the green light, he was stunned, and then pursed his lips.

"Xiao Qi, I'm going back to Yecheng, I'll meet again." Holding the bamboo roll and getting up, Gao Xiaoqian smiled at Luo Li slightly, and then left.

I don't know why, Luo Li always felt that his hurried back looked like a prisoner desperately on the run.

"Little master, thank you for saving me this time, and thank you for saving me last time." The little girl of the Luo family looked at the green lantern, and suddenly remembered that she had brought an object with her when she came.

Busy groping around in the cuffs, and found a string of black Buddha beads.

"This is a black wood agarwood Buddha bead, I sent someone to polish it, and I passed it on one by one. Listen to them, this is also sincere. ”

The little girl of the Luo family said, handed over the Buddha beads, and saw that he had been looking at herself, but she didn't take it, so she sneered and said, "It may not be good-looking, little master Mo Jiehuai." ”

Qing Lantern reached out and took the beads.

The Buddhist beads are polished very smooth, and there is a shallow fragrance of a girl on them. This string of Buddhist beads is excellent, which shows that the little girl is wasted.

"Thank you to the little benefactor, the poor monk understands it, and the Buddha beads will not be accepted." Qing Lantern smiled and handed the beads back.

"No, no, no, the water that was spilled with the gifts sent out, how can there be any reason to take it back. Little master, I'm leaving, I'll copy the Buddhist scriptures another day! The little girl of the Luo family hurriedly took a big step back, but almost tripped over the table.

Seeing that she was able to stabilize her figure, Qing Deng quietly withdrew the hand in her sleeve robe.

Looking at the back of the little girl who turned around and ran away, Qing Deng silently lowered her head and looked at her palm.

There is a string of black Buddha beads there.

He pulled another scripture book from his cuff. The scriptures were already wrinkled, and the words inside couldn't be read clearly—but it could still be seen that this was the one Luo Li gave to Qing Lantern last time.

I've always carried the green lantern.

He didn't know why he had to carry it all the time.

I only vaguely felt that something was not quite the same.

Is he not quite right, or—

Qing Deng's gaze moved slightly.

walked out of the house, returned to his meditation room, and lightly opened his lips: "Make the wind." ”

Langfeng, who had been guarding in the dark, appeared, and after bowing to the green lantern, he quietly raised his eyes to look at his little son.

He sat at the table and kept playing with the beads in his hand.

"Childe called his subordinates, I don't know what?" The wind coughed and bowed again.

Qing Lantern slowly paused his hand playing with Buddha beads, and raised his indifferent eyes shallowly: "After June, it will be July." There are some happy events in July, and some white things. Go and remind Him to be careful in all things. If you make the wrong mistake, you will never recover. ”

"Didn't Childe always dislike him?" I don't know.

He knew who he was in the mouth of his son-that person, who caused their son to be poor for half his life, and he ......

"Because, he is connected to me by blood. He is my relative, the only one who is truly connected by blood. Qing Lantern lowered his head again and played with the Buddha beads.

It's clear that the heart is soft-hearted, and I don't hate it.

Rongfeng's eyes flashed, and he pursed his lips, hiding the resentment and burial in his eyes, but he still responded and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, the exit of the green lantern called again-

"Wait."

The green light looked back, puzzled.

"Send a shadow guard to inquire about a person's life for me. Her name is Luo Li. ”

Cen He sat on a high mulberry tree, lowering his eyes and listening to the movement in the house.

When he heard these words, Cen He opened his eyes, and his silver-gray eyes finally showed a look of satisfaction.

It finally worked, and it was finally no longer as stunned as in previous lives.

"God-monarch, my red thread is ready, but I don't know, when will you be able to marry her-" Cen He spread his palms and sighed lightly.

In the palm of that hand, there was a red thread with a shallow golden light, lying quietly.

Cen He didn't know that when this red line was released for Luo Li, it was ten years later.

Of course, the little girl of the Luo family didn't know.

Green Lantern doesn't know either.

Gao Xiaojun, I don't know.

After Luo Li returned to Furong Zhai, he summoned Zhiyi to send the plum soup brewed by the recipe he had given, drank a large bowl, changed his clothes, and reapplied the plaster given by Luo Ze.

And then—

The little girl sent Zhiyi away, and supported her chin with both hands, as if she was not afraid of pain—she looked at the window in a daze, and did not care whether it hurt or not.

At this moment, Luo Li's mind is full of scenes of Qing Deng knocking down more than a dozen big men by himself - the first time in his life that he saw a fight, and it was still a thin little monk who beat those people, and it was a little difficult for the little girl to remember it firmly.

Thinking of the little girl in the back, she felt that her face was burning, so she hurriedly came to the table, took a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and quietly raised her sleeves to paint.

Correct.

When the little girl finished drawing, she saw the contents of the portrait, and her face burned again.

The painting is not the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, not the pavilions, but the ......

But......

It's a little monk who fights with a group of strong men with his bare hands...... Picture.

Luo Li, Luo Xiaoqi, you are fallen!