"Hua Hua!! Shut up!" Prince Hua felt his blood pressure soar, and he wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood and spray it on Hua Hua's face.
"..." Hua Weiluo looked at Mr. Hua Lao Wang's extremely angry look, and finally closed his mouth angrily, but still glared at Yun Feiran with a pair of watery eyes unwillingly.
"It doesn't matter." Yun Feiran smiled at Lord Hua Lao and said leisurely, "Luo'er is right to say that..."
"Eleventh Prince, don't listen to our Huahua's nonsense. She is still a child and is not sensible. She just said this in a moment of impatience to annoy you. This is the Supreme Taoist Priest, and our Huahua treats him the most.
That is to say, the feeling of reverence, there will never be any personal feelings between men and women, don't worry!!" Mr. Hua Laowen looked at Yun Feiran's calm expression and thought that he was very angry because of Hua Weiluo, and
He said something sarcastic, so he quickly spoke to comfort him.
"Oh?? There is absolutely no personal relationship at all??" Yun Feiran looked at the flowers without a smile, and repeated these words meaningfully.
Hua Weiluo rolled her eyes at him and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"Absolutely not, absolutely not, I dare to vouch for this!!" Mr. Hua Lao agreed.
"This...how is this so good??" Yun Feiran frowned with a pair of delicate eyebrows, looked at Mr. Hua Lao and said seriously: "Luo'er really doesn't like Taoist Master Zhishan??"
"Seriously!! Absolutely true!! More true than pearls!!" Mr. Hua Laowang swore, patting his chest.
"But this Supreme Master is me... If Luo'er doesn't like me... I can't force anyone to do anything..." Yun Feiran sighed with a gloomy expression on his face, his eyes full of sadness.
The flowers have not yet fallen.
Hua Weiluo turned her head away, pretending that she didn't see anything.
"Ah!?" Prince Hua was choked by Yun Feiran's words. He stared at Yun Feiran for a long time with a pair of experienced and wise eyes, and then hesitantly asked: "You...you are really
Supreme Master??”
Yun Feiran smiled and nodded, stretched out his right hand, and easily transformed into a Taoist talisman shining with a faint blue light.
"This..." Prince Hua couldn't help but closed his eyes and fell backwards. What on earth is going on!!?
"Grandpa, grandpa, what's wrong with you!?" Hua Weiluo saw that Prince Hua was about to faint, and quickly ran forward, held his arm, and helped him sit down at the stone table in the yard.
Then he patted his back with one hand and asked him, "Grandpa, are you okay? Are you feeling better?"
"..." Mr. Hua Laowen calmed down for a while, then looked at the two people standing in front of him and asked tentatively: "Huahua, he... he is really the Supreme Master? He didn't lie to me?"
"No." Hua Weiluo glared at Yun Feiran, and then replied seriously.
"Then...the eleventh prince has actually always lived in our palace?" Prince Hua couldn't help but feel ashamed when he remembered the time when he didn't have a good attitude toward Taoist Master Zhishan at the beginning.
"Yes, Grandpa." Hua Weiluo nodded and replied.
"Then..." Prince Hua looked meaningfully at the mark on Hua Weiluo's neck, and hesitated: "This mark is..."
