This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

"Yes, it's also about lights. My family has been making lanterns for generations, all kinds of sky lanterns and flower lanterns. I want to write your poem on my lamp in the future, so that people will know it's my lamp as soon as they see it. " Said the landlady.

Yun ruoyue helps her forehead and wants poetry, which is also related to the lamp. The landlady is really a poetry maniac!

She remembers a poem about the lamp, but she only remembers the last sentence.

She had to clear her throat and said, "OK, the last one. I've been looking for him for thousands of years, but when I look back, the man is in the dim light. "

Reading to here, she suddenly stopped, do not continue to read!

Everyone was stunned, "young master, what's next? Keep reading

Yun ruoyue raised her head, made a look of Gao Leng unwilling to say, and said: "there's no more, just this sentence!"

"What? This is the only sentence? No more down there? It's, it's so hard, I really want to know what's down there! "

"That is, if we stop here, it's just like those writers who have stopped writing, so that we can't see the follow-up. It's too tormenting!"

"It's too much for him to stop at the most attractive place."

"You don't want to force an expert. He doesn't want to say that. Even if it is a sentence, it also shows that the master is very powerful! "

Hear everyone's words, cloud if month very want to smile, but a face still high cold hold.

It's not that she doesn't want to say, she doesn't remember, so she can only pretend that Gao Leng doesn't say.

At this time, the landlady gave a thumbs up to Yun ruoyue and said, "good poetry, good poetry, young master, you are so powerful!"

The shop owner said, "it's a great honor for us to meet you. May I ask your name? I want to write the name and poem of the young master on my lamp

"Boss, my friend's name is Yunli." Yang Fei said with pride.

Yun ruoyue didn't want to say her name. She didn't expect Yang Fei to say it so soon. She didn't have time to stop it.

She had no choice but to smile: don't blame the big guys, let the little sister dress up, otherwise it's hard to mix here!

Yang Fei looks at Chu xuanchen on the left and Yun ruoyue on the right. He is very proud.

He was so lucky to know two such powerful people!

One is good at martial arts, one is good at strategy, one is good at literature, and one is good at medicine. Just like the fighting method of immortals, he can't keep his eyes on it.

At this time, everyone dispersed. Yun ruoyue said to the landlady, "landlady, do you have a brush here? I want to write on the sky lamp and pray for my family. "

"Yes, sir. Come on, I have plenty of brushes here. Here you are The landlady said and quickly handed a brush to Yun ruoyue.

"Thank you." Yun ruoyue got the brush and wrote on the sky lamp.

When she was writing, she deliberately covered it with her hand to prevent Yang Fei and Chu xuanchen from seeing it.

She wrote: "may my husband return safely, may Nanfeng and Xinger grow up healthily, and may our family get together as soon as possible - Yueer."

If she can, she is willing to use all her life to exchange Chu xuanchen's peace and children's health.

See cloud if the month intentionally cover write of words, Chu Xuan Chen also don't peep.

Since Yunli has his own secret, he will not inquire.

He picked up the brush and thought about what he wanted to write on the sky lamp.

He lost his memory, and now he's alone, no lead, no trip. It seems that he has nothing to write about.

Looking at Yun ruoyue's sad look, he sighed and wrote on the paper: "may a Li find her lover Fengjin as soon as possible."