"Yu is not a servant, he is my lover." Her answer was simple, straightforward, and unabashed.
The bishop snorted coldly and said unceremoniously: "High Priest, although you are new here, you can't be so unruly. Do you know that the husbands of high priests in the past can only be selected from the Dongchen royal family?"
Ling Luo's brows furrowed slightly.
No wonder A Li married Luo Ge. Luo Xien's hidden ambition is really too ugly.
"Rules are dead, people are alive." Ling Luo was not deterred by this unreasonable rule. She raised the corners of her lips slightly, and a brilliance flashed in her beautiful eyes, "The high priests of the past are just like you, the bishop.
It is just a ruling tool used by the Dongchen royal family to stir up imperial power, but starting from my generation, this situation will no longer exist."
Being called a "tool", the bishop's face was very ugly, and his inverted triangular eyes were full of evil, and he said: "Lingluo, don't be too arrogant, the rules handed down in the Bingyao Temple cannot be overturned! The husband of the high priest can only be
Prince!"
Ling Luo looked at the bishop in a funny way, the ridicule in his eyes was unmistakable, and he joked: "Ha, since the bishop likes the people in the Dongchen royal family so much, you might as well marry the prince yourself."
The bishop's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver. He was anxious and angry, his lips were half-opened and trembling slightly: "You...you..."
"Hey~" Ling Luo imitated a pure white cry and pretended to be surprised, "My lord, you are blushing, right? Do you really like a certain prince? Is it Luo Ge or Luo Xien?"
The bishop was extremely angry, the color of pig liver on his face became darker, and his whole body was trembling.
He grew up in the Holy See, received extremely rigorous theological education, and climbed step by step to his current position.
Old-fashioned and stubborn, had he ever been teased in such a shocking way?!
The more uncomfortable and painful he was, the happier Ling Luo became, and in the end, the teasing became more and more wanton.
"I saw that the Lord Bishop was respectful to His Royal Highness Prince Sheen and served him in front of others. Could it be that you... haha."
Just click on it, and let this old-fashioned man use his imagination to figure out the rest.
"Ling Luo, that's enough!" The old-fashioned man couldn't bear it any longer, his face that was no longer young had become distorted, and his anger completely burst out.
At this moment, a sound as clear as the tinkling of spring water sounded from behind.
"Mom, you're back!"
Ling Luo was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she saw a little girl in a lavender dress running towards her, and then she threw herself into her lap.
"Mom, Daddy said he would definitely get you back. Xun'er knows you won't let us go!" The little girl's voice was choked, with a hint of crying.
This lonely and tender voice——Ling Luo's heart trembled hard.
She lowered her head and looked at this girl who was less than one meter tall. She couldn't even reach her waist and could only hug her legs tightly.
This is probably Luo Ge's daughter.
Ling Luo's body was a little stiff and she didn't know how to react. One of her hands stood frozen in the air, wanting to comfort the three-year-old child, but she was inexplicably afraid to touch her.
Children's hearts are the purest and most fragile.
She has no right to deceive Xun'er.
"I'm not your mother." Ling Luo's lips curled up slightly, but a hint of sadness flashed across her eyes, "Xun'er, you admitted your mistake."