Ling Luo's pupils shrank and said, "Does it mean that if I tell you which prince I like, I will marry him in the future?"
What’s the difference between this blind date for choosing a husband?
"Theoretically speaking, yes." The bishop's eyes lit up and he said, "Miss Ling, in fact His Highness Sheen is a good candidate."
Well, what hasn’t started yet, this old guy has already started to promote his master.
Ling Luo felt some swelling and pain in her forehead and said, "I already have a fiancé. How can a marriage be a trivial matter?"
"It's because Miss Ling is the high priest, marriage is not a trivial matter."
"Let's not talk about this for now and start your theology course." Ling Luo began to change the topic.
The bishop's lips curled up slightly and he said, "Okay, high priest, please come into the inner room."
Ling Luo followed him and entered an inner room similar to a study in the sea of books.
The ice surface in the inner room is covered with an exquisite carpet engraved with chaotic patterns of ancient mythical beasts. On top of the carpet, there is a luxurious desk made of golden nanmu. On top of the desk, there are more than a dozen thick theological books.
"The theological codes of the Ancient God Emperor Jiang are all here." The bishop pointed at the dozen books, his eyes narrowed, and said, "Miss Ling's task is to memorize these theological codes within three days.
Just finish it."
Ling Luo raised her eyebrows. She had memorized more than a dozen books in three days? This stubborn old man was obviously trying to embarrass her.
What a pity - he had no idea that Ling Luo had a photographic memory.
"Okay." Ling Luo agreed simply.
There was a hint of darkness in the Bishop's eyes, and he said solemnly: "Then please ask the high priest to study the law of God carefully. If there is anything you don't understand..."
"If there is anything you don't understand, I can help you answer your questions." A voice as gentle as March catkins came from the door of the inner room.
Ling Luo raised her head and unexpectedly saw Luo Xien's delicate face full of gentle smile.
"His Royal Highness Prince Xien, why are you here?"
"According to the order of my mother, I came to the Bingyao Temple to stay for a few days to cultivate my mind and nature. I just stopped by to see the high priest." Luoxian answered with evidence and his attitude was also modest and polite.
The current queen of Dongchen Kingdom is Luoxian's biological mother, not Luo Ge's biological mother.
Ling Luo sneered in his heart, could he be more blatant? Everyone knows Sima Zhao's intentions.
"Then thank you, Your Highness, the Crown Prince." Ling Luo looked polite on the surface, but in his heart he clearly remembered the scene when the hypocritical Crown Prince ordered his guards to surround him in the Bingyao Temple that day, "But no, it's better.
Your Majesty, please leave."
"Haha." Luo Xian smiled gently. Instead of feeling disrespected, he became more and more respectful and polite, saying, "Yesterday, I overstepped my bounds and accidentally offended Miss Ling. Please forgive me, the high priest.
I also came here specifically to apologize today."
"I appreciate His Highness Xien's kindness." Ling Luo had a distant smile on her face, pointed to the door, and said, "You two, please. I always like to read quietly."
The intention of driving people away had been made clear enough, and she didn't believe that these two guys could still have the audacity to stay.
"Haha, since the high priest likes peace and quiet, I will go and worship the God of Dijiang without disturbing you."