Chapter Ninety-Seven: North City
If she was a member of Wanlemen and didn't have time to leave, Wanlemen should not give up looking for her.
Of course, this situation is good to keep around, maybe you can attract the people behind Wanle Gate to appear, and those beasts will kill one by one.
If she is a spy of Wanlemen, it will be even better, the prince has been looking for the traces of Wanlemen for a long time, but it has always been the beginning and the end of the dragon, maybe this is a breakthrough.
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Lu Juan slept for two days, this body was still too weak, she never thought that she would be so embarrassed by the wind and cold in her life.
Or is it because in this world, her body was raised by her grandfather with heavenly and earthly treasures since she was a child, and this body was poisoned in her mother's womb, and she suffered a lot of losses when she was young.
She felt the warm power flowing in the meridians, and a faint white mist was slightly emitted from the surface of her body. After an hour, I slowly opened my eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity.
I felt that my brain was no longer so chaotic, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Princess, today Yu'an sent a blood swallow, saying that the prince brought it back from Qianzhou. The prince is so good, he thinks about the princess everywhere. ”
The corners of Lu Wan's mouth twitched slightly, she felt that it was not a good thing to be remembered from time to time.
Took the dish handed over by Chunxing, rock sugar blood swallow, the entrance is sweet and thin, good thing!
"By the way, I'm going out of the house today, you go and send a message to Feng Wuyi, and we'll meet in Beicheng."
"Yes."
Although Beicheng is not as prosperous as Tianjie, there is an endless stream of people coming and going, but there are more vendors who are selling, and there will be many people from other places here to sell things, and everyone has them, which can be said to be mixed.
Lu Juan was dressed in men's clothes, the red mark on his forehead was covered, and in the past two days of typhoid fever, he looked thinner again, and his complexion was slightly pale.
In a breakfast shop in the distance, it was not Feng Wuyi who was sipping powder, Lu Juan walked up to him and sat down.
"Boss, two bowls of ravioli."
"Okay." The boss was smiling.
There are many people who come to do business in Beicheng, and they pay attention to doing business early, so the breakfast stalls are full at this time.
"You're here?" Feng Wuyi's eyes lit up when he saw Lu Wan.
"Hmm." Lu Juan took the handkerchief handed over by Chunxing, took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube, and wiped them gently.
"Why, Mo Xie won't even give you breakfast, you're too bad a princess."
"If you don't speak, no one will treat you like a dumb person." Lu Wan didn't bother to look at him.
"Guest officer, your two bowls of wontons are ready!"
One bowl was placed in front of Lu Juan, and one bowl was placed in front of Chun Xing.
Lu Wan scooped one, blew it gently, took a bite, and frowned slightly.
"What's wrong, it's not delicious?" Feng Wuyi looked at her expression and leaned over.
Lu Wan pushed the bowl in his hand towards him.
Feng Wuyi scooped one up and swallowed it, "It's delicious." ”
"You like you to eat it."
"You're not eating?"
Lu Wan nodded, then wiped his mouth with a clean handkerchief
"My son-in-law doesn't think it's as delicious as the one in Nancheng!" Chunxing said with a smile.
"Ghost Witty." Lu Juan smiled slightly, and could be regarded as agreeing with her.
Lu Wan suddenly raised her eyebrows, thinking in her heart that if she hired the boss lady, wouldn't she be able to eat it all the time! The corners of his mouth raised slightly when he thought of this.
"What are you laughing at?" The corners of Feng Wuyi's mouth twitched, and Lu Wan's sudden smile made him scratch his head.
"Hurry up and eat." The smile on Lu Wan's lips retracted, and he glanced at him.