It’s okay, Master, at worst, I will eat other people’s dreams again, and then you can pretend to catch me!!
After Xiao Hui flew around happily, he stopped in front of the flowers that had not yet fallen, shook his head and said.
"..." A large bead of sweat suddenly appeared on Hua Weiluo's forehead.
After passing Pingyao Mountain, the road ahead was all plain, and the speed of the carriage was much faster than when climbing the mountain. In only five or six days, they had arrived in the capital.
Hua Weiluo sat in the carriage, looking at the majestic city gate, a feeling of longing suddenly arose in her heart. This was the political center of the ancient dynasty!
I don't know what it's like inside.
Seeing that the gate of the capital was getting closer and closer to them, Hua Weiluo glanced at Mr. Yun who was sitting in the driving seat with a bad expression, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Yun... are you sure... you don't need to dress up?"
Fan??”
"Forget it." Mr. Yun turned around, looked at Hua Weiluo with a sad expression and said: "I will arrange accommodation for you later. My subordinates came to report that all the inns in the capital have been occupied in the past few days.
"Man, please follow me back to my house, so that I don't have to disguise myself again."
"Oh..." Hua Weiluo nodded, then looked at him curiously and asked, "Don't you live in the palace? Aren't you a prince?"
"Only underage princes will live in the palace." Mr. Yun smiled at Hua Weiluo and explained patiently: "For us adult princes, our father will build a mansion for us outside the palace.
After all, it’s not good to live in the palace after getting married.”
"Ah? Are you married??" Hua Weiluo looked at him in surprise. This guy looked to be about the same age as Zhishan, about seventeen or eighteen years old. He didn't expect that he was already married.
"Yes." Mr. Yun looked at Hua Weiluo with some confusion and said, "Isn't it strange? A man is already an adult when he is twenty years old. Many people get married before they reach twenty. I am already too late.
"
"Uh..." Hua Weiluo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Excuse me, how old are you?"
"Twenty to four." Mr. Yun replied in a clear voice.
"Tsk, tsk, you really can't tell!!" Hua Weiluo looked at him and said, "I thought you were about the same age as my junior brother, maybe eighteen or nineteen years old at most."
"Really, I guess it's because I have less worries and nothing to worry about, so I look young, right??" Mr. Yun smiled, and with a pair of clear eyes, he saw that although he was sitting in the carriage and reading seriously on the surface, he was actually reading a book seriously.
Zhishan, who eavesdropped on their conversation carefully, without turning his eyes, continued: "It's also possible that Taoist Master Zhishan is usually stern and looks serious, so he seems older than he is, right?"
"Well...it's possible!" Hua Weiluo smiled and nodded, recalling the first time he saw Zhishan, he stood tall and tall under the old banyan tree, looking at her coldly with a pair of deep eyes.
The way he looked, hey, I really miss such a cold little junior brother.
"Hmph." Zhishan casually threw the scroll in his hand on the couch, looked at Mr. Yun with a pair of deep eyes and said: "I don't know that Miss Haitang in your house, after not seeing you for so many days, will
What will your expression be like when I see you again?"
