"Gong Yan hasn't taught you. In the first time, I have to use a phoenix scarf, and the second time I have to take a bath towel. The third time ..."
"Oh, are you annoying?" Feng Wu heard that it was big, "I am a little girl, a scarf from head to tail, a big master of you every time, your turtle hair is not
Turtle hair? "
His Royal Highness is slightly wronged: "..."
From childhood to large, Gong Yan has taught him like this.
Feng Wu: "And the first one is the upper cloud forging of the Botto tribute, the second is the tribute of the Wuming tribe ... Jun Linyuan, don't tell me, you have to use three or five?
"
His Royal Highness bit his lower lip!
Feng Wu: "These five brocade are just golden! It is equivalent to ten pieces of top -grade spirit stone! You are too luxurious, you can't help it?"
Jun Linyuan turned back and saw Feng Wu put the bath towel on the shelf, and frowned immediately: "What are you doing?"
Feng Wu: "I have already used it, of course, I put it back, and wait for the palace to send someone to take it."
"wash?"
Probably there was never such a concept in Jun Linyuan's mind, so he stared at Feng Wu with a weird look: "What to wash?"
"What to wash?"
Feng Wu looked at Jun Linyuan with a weird look: "Wash it and take it clean and then use it. I said nothing?"
His Royal Highness looked at Feng Wu with a look like neuropathy, and frowned after making sure that her brain was fine: "Throw away."
"What?" Feng Wu glared at his eyes and even pulled his ears.
She didn't listen right?
"I don't want to say this third, throw it away!" His Royal Highness Jun's face was ugly.
Feng Wu jumped up: "Jun Linyuan, do you not make a mistake? These are the best brocade of the tribute of all ethnic groups. Each is expensive and valuable. You throw it away once?!"
His Royal Highness: "Um."
Feng Wu was almost relieved: "Do you know, do you know, these five brocade are added up to at least ten pieces of top -quality spiritual stone?
His Royal Highness Ao Jiao's face: "Hmm."
Feng Wu: "... Ten pieces of top -grade spirit stones! How many people outside broke the head because of a piece of lintest stone. If you take a shower, you will lose ten pieces of psychic stone?!"
His Royal Highness looked at Feng Wu with a confident eyes: "Because I am a prince."
Therefore, this is the cost specification of the prince.
Feng Wu: "..." She was speechless.
Feng Wu silently talked: "What kind of people do those people fight for the spiritual stone, and pick up the garbage from the side door of the prince's house."
His Royal Highness glanced at Feng Wu silently: "It will burn clean and not spread out."
Feng Wu: "..." also, otherwise, Jun Linyuan's bath towel is afraid that a hundred pieces of psychic stone can be sold.
Therefore, people are really angry than others.
Feng Wu was stunned by Jun Linyuan, and she didn't want to talk to him anymore, so she only buried her head to help him wipe.
On the white skin of Jun Linyuan, there are scars that are criss -crossed, with whip marks, sword marks, and marks that have been injured by other weapons.
Feng Wu knew that there must be a twists and turns in it, but Feng Wu knew that the more he knew, the more dangerous, so she closed her mouth and said nothing.
Instead, it is--
Jun Linyuan said slowly: "Are you curious?"
Feng Wu bowed his head and wiped his back, and said dullly: "What is curious?"
"You are not curious, why do you have so many scars on his body?"