She stunned slightly: "Who's doing the wedding? It's such a rush?"

A sentence was added to my heart: "Will it not be Yue Wu's wife who is marrying a wife?"

Lan Yun stood next to her nicely: "It's not a happy event, it's our king who invited His Royal Highness to the feast of Yun Yao Palace. Presumably it's singing and dancing now."

Dizzy, this guy fell outside and was at ease, but the big fish and the big meat made him sit on the cold bench here!

Hum, the demon king saved me, but he didn't let me thank myself.

I really don't know what idea this month has no fight!

She made a round in the house, couldn't help it, and ran to the yard again.

Looking at the two closed courtyard doors, his heart suddenly moved: "He can't stand a large group of people around the courtyard, right? I can't get out of the gate, so I'll climb the wall!"

She found a more remote corner, flew up, and landed lightly on the high wall.

But who knows she hasn't stood firm on the high wall yet, a flower blooms in front of her, and two people fly up, dressed up like the "door god" at the gate, and her face is expressionless: "Girl Qi, the king orders, Don't let the girl out of this yard for half a step ... "

With the same tone, these guards are almost carved out of a mold!

Qi Luoer hesitated twice, then jumped down again.

He cursed the eight generations of Yuezhuang's ancestor, but there was nothing he could do.

Qi Luoer had nothing to do but had to meditate and practice.

Pitifully, the monastic method she learned was so terribly fatal that she hadn't even gotten started. After practicing for a while, she found it boring.

I remembered the martial arts introductory teaching from the maiden's school, but there were so many words on it that they were obscure and she couldn't understand it at all.

Suddenly he got up and walked to the outside. Suddenly he saw Lan Yun who had been neatly packing the house, and his heart moved: "Lan Yun, what books can be found in the palace?"

Lan Yun smiled slightly: "Of course there is. There is also a" Moxiang Hall "in the palace dedicated to books."

Qi Luoer's eyes lighted up: "Is there anyone practicing Taoism?"

Lan Yun froze and shook his head: "Dao is the thing cultivated by the immortal gates. Naturally, we do not have those things in the Loulou Palace."

Qi Luoer's face was gray. "What's that?"

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