Heran knocked on the door knocker of the priest's hall.

"Knock knock—"

Soon, the door was opened from the inside.

It's still the round head, with a pair of bright and surprising eyes.

"Yikes! Fairy Gu, you're here! Come in, please come in! ”

He Lan raised an eyebrow in surprise.

After entering the gate, Nan Zhu closed the door and followed, "Hehehehe, is the fairy girl here to find the high priest today?" The High Priest is praying for blessings right now, so wait a moment. ”

"Immortal?" He Lan's ethereal gaze came.

Nan Zhu blinked his bright eyes, "You are good-looking, so I call you Immortal Gu, don't you mind." ”

He Lan shook his head with a smile, his eyes were cold, "Then thank you for looking up to my skin." ”

In the main hall, he warmly entertained, "Hey Fairy Gu, don't give you yours, my name is Nan Candle, Nan of Jiangnan, Candle of Candle, Xian Gu just call me Nan Candle, Xian Gu sit, I'll pour you tea." ”

The mansion has always been deserted, and after autumn, it seems to be even more depressed.

Helan sat lazily, enjoying the moment of peace that he deserved.

Footsteps sounded, and a woman in white came into view and fell into He Lan's sight.

The woman was lightly dressed, her makeup was pleasant, and the green silk was half-hanging, and she was blown by the wind, and it would not bring her the slightest fluctuation.

She was like a cloud, floating there silently.

This son, Nan Zhu came over with a cup of hot tea, and when he saw her coming, he introduced: "So Meng, this is Princess Helan of the Eastern Kingdom, who came to find the high priest." ”

"Fairy Gu, this is an old dream, we are all the apprentices of the high priest, don't look at her cold, she is actually quite kind, I especially like your poem."

Nan Zhu chattered non-stop: "Fairy Gu, speaking of which, you haven't nominated that poem yet, what's it called?" ”

He Lan picked up the tea and blew it, and said with his eyes: "Out of the stopper." ”

"Uh-huh! Not bad! It is worthy of a poem written by a fairy girl, and every word is just right. "Nan Candle's sycophant slap sounded.

Gu Meng walked slowly and bent slightly to He Lan, "The high priest is praying for blessings, and he will come over soon." ”

The man's voice was soft, but there was a faint hint of coldness.

He Lan looked at this person quietly and smiled in his heart.

inherited her master's tranquility.

But the temperament of this Nan Zhu next to him is completely different from that man.

So Meng glanced at the cloak on the table, recognized that it belonged to the high priest, and his eyes flashed slightly, and then he took it back, "Your Excellency is here for a moment. ”

After speaking, Shi Shiran left.

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He Lan didn't pay much attention and asked, "Does your master have many apprentices?" ”

Nan Zhu shook his head, his chin in his hands, and stared at her with the eyes of an admirer, "No, it's just three, in addition to the two of us, there is also a guy named Jing Yao, that guy is annoyed to death, and he runs out all day." ”

Jing Yao......

She remembered that Shanyao had said that the woman who was with him in the restaurant that day was the apprentice of the high priest.

That dream is obviously not, that is the one named Jing Yao?

"Squeak-"

The door of the priest's hall was pushed open, and Nanzhu, who heard the voice, ignored it, and still sat there sighing at the beauty of the fairy girl.

Jing Yao entered the main hall and saw the woman sitting there at a glance, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she was ridiculed and stood still.

"Princess Helan?" She walked over and looked at her condescendingly.

He Lan raised the corners of his eyes slightly, only rewarded her with half a wipe, sat lazily, and did not answer.

Nan Zhu was already dissatisfied with Jing Yao, and he didn't bother to introduce her.

For a while, the main hall was very silent, and Jing Yao frowned even more embarrassedly.