Feng Wuwu's face lit up instantly, and he shook Ye Luo's arm happily, and said, "I'll just say, I haven't decided to marry even sixteen this year, and you are only fourteen, how can you get married so quickly." ”

Ye Luo smiled slightly, looked at the coquettish Seventh Princess, and said with a smile: "I ordered a baby kiss when I was a child, but unfortunately it failed." The emperor has promised me that he will no longer arbitrarily give me a marriage, and this time he must find a man he really likes. ”

"Yes!"

The wind worry-free chick nodded as if pecking rice, "You must find one, I really like it, and I have a good heart, share joys and sorrows, and share weal and woe." When you are in pain, He is more painful than you and is always with you. ”

Looking at the gushing appearance of the seventh princess, Ye Luo couldn't help but burst out laughing: "You know a lot."

"Of course!"

Feng Wuwu patted his small chest and lifted his sharpened chin proudly, "This princess has studied a lot of love dramas, talented and beautiful women, couples in distress and the like. This princess is a genius in the relationship between men and women! ”

Ye Luo-. -

This kind of innocent little princess who likes to fantasize, she better not fight others.

Ye Luo didn't notice that after Feng Wuwu said these words, Feng Wuxi's expression became a little uncomfortable, a little embarrassment crossed his starry and moon-like eyes, and the roots of his ears quietly warmed up.

"Master Wusha."

Si Yutian didn't bother to pay attention to what the two girls were talking about, turned to look at Feng Wuxi, and asked, "I heard you say just now that you came to the flamingo on this trip, not for Princess Suran. So what is your purpose? ”

He asked very directly.

On the one hand, I also feel that there is no need to detour about this kind of kind-hearted and compassionate monk.

Feng Wushi smiled slightly and replied, "Since he was a child, the poor monk has seen a goddess in a dream. Over the years, the poor monk has traveled to many countries, hoping to find the traces of the goddess in his dreams and solve the mystery that has plagued his heart for many years. ”

Si Yutian raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect the handsome monk to give such an answer.

"Master Wushi is really an amorous person."

"It's not sentimental, it's just looking for answers." Feng Wuxi smiled indifferently and didn't think it was a pestle.

Si Yutian rolled his eyes.

I thought to myself, the monk is looking for a wife, and there are so many rhetoric and hypocrisy.

"I wonder what mystery the master has in his heart?" He couldn't help but ask.

Feng Wuxi's hand was placed in his heart, and he said, "There is a knot in the heart of the poor monk, a real knot."

Si Yutian →_→

What's going on with this feeling of not being able to communicate?

**

After entering the main hall, Ye Luo took out the best wine and the best tea to entertain the two distinguished guests.

Si Yutian's wine is originally a very good flavor, comparable to dangerous wine.

After a few glasses of wine, Feng Wuwu's face turned red, his eyes became confused, and he reached a slightly drunk state, and naturally there were more words.

"Luoluo, let me tell you, my brother is miserable!"

Feng Wuwu slapped his thigh, shook his head, and complained, "As soon as he was born, he was cursed. On his body, there are always various inexplicable wounds, and he keeps bleeding. ”

"Huh?"

Ye Luo was stunned for a moment.

She suddenly remembered that the first time she saw her in the inn, Feng Wushi's hand was also bleeding without warning, "Is there really a curse in the world?" ”

"Yes! Absolutely! I'll tell you—"