The male protagonist of Kuaishuang is here again to ask for his name

Chapter 1131 The Bingshan Priest’s Prayer Tree 3
I pray that the signature culture on the signature will be a little bit of starlight, sinking into Liuli's eyebrows.

Yan Ruyu could feel that the evil thoughts in the evil spirit were dissipated a little.

For the next wish, the wisher is a girl from the Qingfeng Building in Yuncheng.

It is said that bitches are ruthless and actors are ruthless.

But how many people know that the girls in this building also had dreams about love.

They love more intensely than others.

Five years ago, when Ying'er was still a young girl in love, she met Liu Feng, a literary and elegant boy who was rushing for an exam.

Talented, handsome and gentle Liu Feng fulfills all of Yinger's dreams about love.

Not only did she donate all the ransom money she had saved so hard to help him take the imperial examination in Beijing, but she also decided to become a nobleman from now on.

Liu Feng said: "When I become famous, I promise you a prosperous life!"

Ying'er does not seek a prosperous life, and she still dreams of a rare lover who does not seek priceless treasures.

But one year passed, two years passed, and five years passed.

The young man who said he wanted to marry her in a beautiful way has not appeared for a long time.

Ying'er is afraid, afraid that he will encounter an accident, afraid that he will fail in the imperial examination and be devastated.

She asked people to inquire about Liu Feng's news, but unfortunately found nothing.

Soon it will be the annual Oiran Contest. Since meeting Liu Feng that year, Yinger has been performing arts but not her body. She is still looking forward to the day when she can marry him innocently.

No one knows how difficult it is to be persistent in such a place.

The scolding and beating she received seemed insignificant because of thinking about that person.

The last time she sacrificed at the Wishing Mountain, she tried her best to go up the mountain, and was lucky enough to get a wishing lottery.

She wrote on the signature: "I want to know the news of Toyoro."

Fenglang is her name for Liu Feng. When it was written on the signature, there was still a thick sweetness on the corner of her mouth.

Fearing that the mountain god didn't know who Feng Lang was, she also wrote all the news about herself that Liu Feng said on the prayer sign.

Liuli glanced at the content on the signature, with a hint of sarcasm on her face.

all fake.

Liu Feng's statements about himself, including his name, are all false.

Tomorrow's oiran performance, Ying'er didn't intend to attend, but when other girls in the building rushed to sign up, she planned to go back to the room contrary to everyone else.

There were not many people in the corridor on the second floor, Yinger planned to go back from there.

With a movement of Liuli's fingers, the handkerchief on Ying'er's hand suddenly fell off, and was blown by the wind into the hand of a man who happened to pass by.

Just as he was about to move forward, he stopped, pinching the handkerchief with a faint orchid fragrance: "I won't go to Yingchun Pavilion, let's stay here in Qingfeng Tower."

Among the entourage, someone showed an embarrassed and tangled look.

As soon as the man yelling and hugging stepped into Qingfeng Pavilion, he threw down a thick stack of bank notes: "Call all the girls in your building out!"

Just as Bustard was about to say something, the master suddenly patted the hilt of the sword on his waist: "Remember, it's all of them!"

When seeing Liu Feng in the crowd, Ying'er was overjoyed—he's back!He really came back to pick her up!

However, the words of the people around him made Ying'er's smile disappear bit by bit.

"Why does Master Lu look so nervous?"

"Oh, I see, are you afraid of the villain at home?"

"Who in the whole capital doesn't know that Mr. Lu is notoriously afraid of insiders! Mr. Chen, what are you doing so well?"

"If you want me to tell you, Mr. Lu, you should take good care of your husband! That woman has only given birth to three daughters so far. What face do you have to ride on your head?"

Master Lu?
that woman?
three daughters?

The sister next to her quietly pushed Ying'er, and when she came back to her senses, she clenched her fists tightly and forced herself to laugh: "My slave, Ying'er."

Master Lu froze, not daring to look up at her.

(End of this chapter)