Xuanyuan Yu chuckled lightly, picked up a piece of fried squid and threw it into his mouth, biting it with a crunching sound.
"His Royal Highness the Prince has read many poems and books, and he must have heard a saying: The mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole follows behind."
Chen Moxu frowned, glared at Xuanyuan Yu with great disgust, and scolded coldly: "Noisy."
"There is another saying, it's called seeking skin from a tiger, and it will bite you back." Xuanyuan Yu laughed happily and kept talking.
"Have you said enough?" The veins on Chen Moxu's forehead bulged, and he was on the verge of the limit of endurance.
"No." Xuanyuan Yu chuckled, raised his eyebrows and said, "The last sentence is said to be harsh on the ears."
Chen Moxu slapped the table and walked away. He went to a table far away from the window of the restaurant and sat down alone to drink.
Jiulan Academy prohibits private fights and killings among students. As the prince, he should lead by example and set an example.
Ling Luo and Luo Bingyu sat opposite each other in the private room on the second floor of the restaurant.
The table was full of seafood and fruits, and facing a face that she didn't like very much, Ling Luo had lost interest in feasting.
"Princess Bing'er, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly." Ling Luo's tone was light and she casually took a sip of tea.
Luo Bingyu never touched the chopsticks, but looked at Ling Luo deeply with an extremely cautious look.
She looked at it for a long time without blinking.
Ling Luo was staring at her with fury.
"Miss Ling San, you and my sister-in-law look exactly the same."
Is that all?
How about something fresh? Why do these brothers and sisters always hold on to this point and refuse to let go every time they see themselves?
Ling Luo sighed softly and said helplessly: "I have known this for a long time."
"My sister-in-law's name is A Li, and she is very affectionate with my brother. They have a three-year-old daughter named Xun'er." Luo Bingyu looked directly at Ling Luo and said, "Have you remembered?"
Ah Li?
Daughter? Looking for a son?
This is the first time I heard about it, and it’s quite interesting. I couldn’t believe that Luo Ge was already a father at such a young age.
"What should I remember?" Ling Luo frowned, "Princess Bing'er, could you please not to force the story of your sister-in-law and your brother on me?"
"It's not an imposition, it's a fact!" Luo Bingyu put his hands on the table, stood up, and his eyes became more and more intense, "Sister Ali is the high priest of the Dongchen Kingdom. The high priests of every generation are proficient in reincarnation. After death,
Soul rebirth."
High priest?
It turns out that Luo Ge's late wife was the holder of the Eye of Cangyu.
"Luo'er is seventeen years old, and her soul has always been safe. Nothing named Ali has ever entered this body." A thin smile appeared on the corner of Ling Luo's lips, "Princess Bing'er is too worried."
Luo Bingyu became a little anxious and said: "Do you dare to swear that no soul entered this body three months ago?"
The smile on Ling Luo's face faded and she suddenly became serious. She just wanted to seize the body. And the time was just right.
"If you don't speak, do you mean you are admitting it?" Luo Bingyu's eyes flashed with determination, and he continued, "Every generation of high priests will reincarnate. Since the founding of our Dongchen Kingdom, there have been a total of twenty high priests.
Priest, everyone looks exactly like you, Miss Ling San, exactly the same, how do you explain this?"
Ling Luo's face became more serious.
She put down the porcelain cup in her hand and lost interest in drinking tea.