Before Bajie finished speaking, Wen Yu slowly took out a golden-winged hairpin from her head, handed it to him, and looked at him with a half-smile.
Liu Chun said: "Princess, he said he doesn't want a gold hairpin because he thinks it would attract attention."
The next second, Bajie took the golden-winged hairpin from Wen Yu's hand and put it into his monk's robe.
Liuchun: ……………………
It turns out that the drunkard's real intention is not to drink.
Bajie put his hands together and said, "Thank you, Princess. I won't starve to death anymore. I'll leave now."
As he said this, he put his bag on his back and turned to leave.
Wen Yu propped up her chin and said, "Please say hello to Ming Jing for me, thank him for helping me."
Bajie paused and said, "I am not familiar with him."
Then he stepped out of the princess's mansion.
Liuchun mumbled something, then put the hairpin back on her head. Listening carefully, she was saying, "I could have gotten a big hairpin from the princess."
Wen Yu couldn't help laughing: "You can't miss it, go pick one you like."
Liuchun almost jumped up when he heard this: "Really? Thank you so much, Princess. Hehe, Liuchun is so happy."
Flowing summer, flowing autumn, flowing winter: ...
They stared at Liuchun with resentment on their faces.
Wen Yu naturally would not show favoritism, and everyone ended up getting the big golden hairpin they desired.
Liu Chun said: "You should thank me, if it weren't for me..."
The three of them covered Liu Chun's mouth at the same time: "Thank you, thank you, don't talk anymore."
Liuchun: ...
After leaving the princess's mansion, Bajie took out the golden-winged hairpin from his arms and slowly raised it in front of his eyes. Through the sunlight, he seemed to see Wen Yu's smiling face.
He put the golden hairpin back into his arms and muttered to himself.
"She told me to give you her regards."
Spiegel did not respond.
If one's mind is not yet settled, how can one dare to face one's inner self?
Bajie smiled indifferently, walked all the way to the city gate, and looked back.
"Cultivating the mind is also practicing. Let's go. This trip will definitely be rewarding."
After the words were spoken, there was a long sigh.
I can't tell whose it is.
Bajie or Mingjing.
Ever since Wen Yu fell into the water, Luo Han brought San Bu to Shengjing City to rescue her, and he has never returned to Yixian Valley.
Even though he couldn't get any good response from Luo Han, San Bujiu still gritted his teeth and moved into the half-remaining general's mansion, and then came to the princess's mansion to look for Luo Han from time to time.
But when he came he didn't say anything. He just sat quietly at the door of Luo Han's room, watching him busying around. He lent a hand from time to time, and would be glared at coldly.
After a few days of being ignored, Sanbujiu couldn't help but ask, "Is this all the chores you do in the Princess's Mansion?"
Luo Han was folding washed clothes for Wen Yu and did not respond.
When it is folded into a bellyband, it will subtly block San Bujiu's sight and prevent him from seeing even a little.
San Bujiu was a little puzzled: "Isn't folding clothes supposed to be the job of a maid? Did you come to the princess's mansion just to do this?"
Luo Han put the folded clothes into the suitcase and arranged them neatly. "What does it have to do with you?"
"I..." Sanbujiu took a deep breath, then relaxed, "I was just talking."
He lowered his head and fell silent.
San Bujiu didn't know how to communicate with Luo Han. His emotions were so complicated that they could entangle a living person to death.
During the days when he returned to Yixian Valley, he forced himself to recall the past in a self-torturing manner.
He recalled those anomalies that he might have overlooked, recalled the malice of his senior brothers towards Luo Han, and recalled the despair that flashed in Luo Han's eyes.
The more he thought about it, the clearer it seemed, and the more painful it became.
His master and senior brothers, who were so kind to him, were abusing Luo Han unscrupulously.
If he had discovered all this at the time, perhaps things would have been different...
"Make way, don't block the door."
Luo Han looked at him coldly, "This is the inner courtyard of the princess's mansion. Although the princess didn't drive you away, I hope you can be more self-aware."
Sanbujiu stood up, looked at Luohan's back, moved his lips, and said softly: "Brother... I'm sorry."
Luo Han: ...
He turned around and said, "The princess said that if apologies are useful, what is the use of the government?"
San Bu Jiu said: "Okay, then I will go to the government and turn myself in."
Luo Han: ...
"I suggest you treat your illness first."
Three things not to save:
He no longer mentioned the topic, but changed the subject: "Do you... have any chores to do? I'll help you."
Luo Han had a blank expression on his face: "There are no trivial matters when it comes to the princess."
Three things not to save:
He looked at Luo Han, and suddenly an idea came to his mind: "You have been in the princess's mansion for a long time. You can't keep doing these things. Once you have established your character in the princess's heart, it will be difficult to change it. If so, when will you be able to have a name and a place?"
Luo Han narrowed his eyes: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Three things not to save:
Luo Han threw San Bu Jiu out of the princess's mansion, and then slowly went to pick the flower petals that Wen Yu would use for her bath at night. His lips were always hooked, looking a little evil.
At night, Wen Yu was taking a bath with her eyes closed. Luo Han gently pushed open the door and staggered in.
Liuchun was startled, and seeing that Luohan looked strange, he quickly asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Luo Han ignored Liuchun and stumbled forward, leaning over the edge of the bathtub, but did not dare to look into the water, even though the surface was covered with flower petals.
His face was abnormally flushed, and he looked at Wen Yu with misty eyes, innocent and alluring.
Wen Yu: ...
She stretched her arm out of the water and touched Luo Han's forehead: "Why is your face so red?"
Luo Han immediately rubbed his cheek against her like a puppy, then held Wen Yu's hand, touching his lips and Adam's apple, panting softly:
"Princess... Luo Han is having an attack..."
Wen Yu blinked: "What happened?"
"Princess, do you still remember that aphrodisiac? It's working again..."
Liu Chun on the side was silent for a moment. The abacus was clacking so loudly.
This aphrodisiac was created eight hundred years ago, and now it’s working again?
How could Luo Han not know how poor this so-called aphrodisiac was?
But it doesn’t matter, as long as it’s useful.
So what if it's a bad trick?
He is a fish that brings its own bait and takes the bait of its own accord.
Even if the fisherman does not have a fishing rod in his hand.
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