"Who said I'm fine?" Nangong Liuyun pressed on her stubbornly.
"Then what's the matter with you, little Nangong?" Su Luo pursed her lips and smiled, stroking his soft hair.
Nangong Liuyun, who is acting rogue now, really looks like a stubborn little kid, which makes her angry and funny.
"Don't you think that if your man wins the game, you should give him a delicious meal as a reward?" Nangong Liuyun said with a matter-of-fact expression.
"This...seems...makes sense." Su Luo nodded.
"Don't you think that if your man wins the competition, you should reward him by making him some clothes?" Nangong Liuyun's bright eyes sparkled under his thick eyelashes, and he pouted like a young shota.
"This...seems...a bit difficult." Su Luo felt that her head was getting big.
"Other women can do it," Nangong Liuyun demanded stubbornly.
"But I'm not another woman." Su Luo scratched her head depressedly. She didn't even know how to hold an embroidery needle, so what kind of clothes were she supposed to wear? The clothes just made fun of her.
"Then...the purse is ready." Nangong Liuyun held up the purse on the bedside.
Su Luo was depressed: "You have a space ring, okay, and you still use something like a purse?"
"I have to do it anyway!" Nangong Liuyun pursed his lips, serious and serious, "And it must be done by your own hands."
"..." Su Luo was about to cry but had no tears, so she coaxed him like a child, "How about it be later?"
"No, it must be done within three days."
Su Luo stared at him speechlessly. She actually still had time to request.
"Okay, okay, I understand." Su Luoyi got up, dressed neatly, and walked out as if there was no one around.
After arriving outside, Su Luo saw Zi Yan, her eyes suddenly flashed, she grabbed Zi Yan and asked in a low voice, "Have you had any good days lately...?"
"No." Zi Yan shook her head. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and chuckled, "If there is, it really is."
"What?" Su Luo blinked curiously.
"You seem to have a Hundred Flowers Festival in the Eastern Jin Dynasty." Zi Yan didn't seem to remember it clearly, and it took her a long time to recall, "I heard that at the moment when the moon rises to its highest level, we kiss under the flower tree and give each other handmade gifts.
As a token, then the man and woman will be blessed by Yue Lao, and they will be together forever and never be separated for three lives."
"When is the Hundred Flowers Festival?" Su Luo blinked.
"Three days later." Zi Yan smiled.
Sure enough! Su Luo laughed in her heart. She didn't expect Nangong Liuyun to be so childish, it was so cute.
"But this is just a legend. Whoever believes it is a fool. This is what the third senior brother said." Zi Yan mentioned it casually while busying with the things in her hands.
"What? Nangong Liuyun means, whoever did this is a fool?" Three black lines appeared on Su Luo's forehead.
"Yeah!" Zi Yan said firmly, "Five years ago, right? I can't remember. Anyway, when Third Senior Brother said this, his attitude was very disdainful. By the way, why do you ask this?"
"No, it's nothing, cough cough." Su Luo coughed twice.
If this Nangong Liuyun is so disdainful of those legends, why does he still want to take her there in a mysterious way? I really don't understand her.
But Su Luo quickly put this matter behind her because she had more important things to do.
The master is a master-level alchemist, so he will definitely be able to cure Nangong Liuyun's leg disease. Isn't it said that only a master-level alchemist can cure Nangong Liuyun's leg disease?