"You princes and the sons of ministers will definitely participate too. Why don't I propose to you that the eldest ladies who are waiting to be married should come to perform and judge one, two, three, four, and the one who gets the first place will be given a gift by the Holy Spirit?
How about a gift of marriage??"
"This...does this proposal have anything to do with our Luo'er??" Mrs. Hua was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Mr. Hua meant.
"Madam, don't you understand? Let's ask Huahua to get rid of the human skin mask and participate in this performance competition. If he wins the first place, the Holy Spirit will grant a marriage to our precious granddaughter. If the Holy Spirit opens his mouth to grant the marriage, nothing will happen.
You treat our Huahua family badly." Prince Hua stroked his beard and looked at Mrs. Hua with a proud expression.
"So that's it!" Mrs. Hua nodded, gave a thumbs up to Prince Hua and said, "The old man is still awesome!!"
"Of course, hahaha..." Prince Hua laughed loudly.
Zhishan was on the roof, listening to what they were discussing, and couldn't help but frown slightly. After listening for a while, he saw that Mr. Hua and Mrs. Hua had already begun to discuss what kind of clothes they should prepare for Hua Weiluo.
, he put the tiles on the roof back in place, jumped up and left the courtyard of Prince Hua Lao.
Returning all the way to Luoran Pavilion, Zhishan stood in a white robe under the plaque with dragons and phoenixes written on it. He raised his head and looked at those words, feeling an inexplicable panic in his heart.
Prince Hua is already preparing for Hua Weiluo's marriage, but he is still a Taoist priest with a pure mind. Depending on what Prince Hua wants, he seems determined not to give up until Hua Weiluo is married to a prince or the son of an important minister.
mean.
But his relationship with Hua Weiluo has just begun...
Zhishan's delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his deep eyes stared at the words Luoran Pavilion for a long time. After finally letting out a long sigh, his sleeves and robes fluttered, and he turned towards the two figures in the day.
A little maid walked to the place she had arranged for herself.
It seems that it is time to take a long-term approach...
The next day, when Hua Weiluo woke up, she put on the human skin mask again. Haitang lay lazily on the bed, stretching and unwilling to get up.
"Haitang, if you don't get up yet, you won't have breakfast." After Hua Weiluo finished washing up, she turned to look at Haitang, whose eyelids were stuck together, and couldn't help but urge her.
"No, there won't be any... I'm so sleepy..." Haitang muttered as she turned over, hugged a pillow, and closed her eyes again.
"Didn't you fall asleep within an hour of me yesterday? Why are you sleepy??" Hua Weiluo walked to the bed, stretched out his hand to pull Haitang's quilt and said, "Get up quickly, otherwise your grandparents will come over later and you will still be lying on the bed.
, how bad is it??”
"Bah, you kept turning around during the night, and your hands were not honest enough to touch my body. It made me scared when I slept. I didn't sleep well all night. How dare you say that??" Haitang tried her best to open her eyes.
He said angrily towards Hua Weiluo: "You are a young lady after all, why are you so sleepless??"
"Uh..." Hua Weiluo was stunned for a moment and smiled awkwardly.
"I guess your stinky Taoist priest is the only one who can stand you." Haitang hurriedly wrapped up the thin quilt again while she was holding Hua Weiluo in a daze.
