After staying with a monk for a long time, he felt very uncomfortable all over. Although he knew that Wu Yonglin was a fake monk, he was still somewhat afraid of it with a god in his heart.

Prince Nimagu, who wanted to leave several times, was found by Wu Yonglin and left behind. For example, should the two-point profits sent to Luoshecheng be cashed with money or salt? Are these things delivered to King Yundan or Nimagu's hands not allowed to be ignored, but Wu Yonglin did not finish the talk at once. Only when Nimagu was about to lose patience would he throw a brick and jade and pull him into the camp of discussion again. Wu Yonglin grasped the temperature just right. Before he knew it, it was already lunch time. Wu Yonglin, who had just finished his friendship with the landlord, specially invited Nimagu to "Wuwei Pavilion" to enjoy a delicious meal.

"Brother, you are partial. How can you not call me if you have something delicious?" A woman named Jiuer said playfully. She seemed to have been staying in the inner room for a long time and had a strong interest in enjoying authentic local food.

"This one is..." Nima Gon had already noticed this outstanding woman when Wu Yonglin and his group entered the city. His beautiful concubines seemed to be inferior to this beautiful man. This white woman, who was as white as a jade man, might be safe only by inhaling into her own stomach. She would look too ostentatious wherever she placed.

"My new sister, Miss Jiuer, hasn't been here to see the prince." Wu Yonglin naturally took Jiuer's white little hand and brought her to the opposite side of Nimagu. In his opinion, it was a great honor to introduce Jiuer to the prince in front of him. Jiuer glared at Wu Yonglin with a charming look, and then melted all the tenderness into the eyes of the mighty Prince Nimagu.

Nima Gon wore a silk long gown that could only be seen in the Wei Dynasty. This is rare among the Tubo people who completely exposed their arms. He wore a belt that matched the scarlet long gown around his waist, and a good inscription jade hung on the belt. Although the words "Nima" were suspected of being accused, Nima Gon was more elegant and handsome at this moment. He was like a firefly in the dark night sky. No matter where he was placed, he looked particularly eye-catching. It was a perfect match with Jiuer's beads, which was awesome. This was Wu Yonglin's praise from "inside". After commenting on the two, Nima Gon had a more favorable impression of Wu Yonglin who had vision.

Nimagu was already confused by Jiuer's question. This Jiuer was very different from the women he had met before. She was like a white cloud, very pure and moist. When she didn't speak, she was more like a fairy who was not as good as the world. She also had the enthusiasm of a Tubo woman, innocent and unfamiliar, and didn't know why the sorrow was. She was very talkative and could always find common topics with Nimagu. Some things that Nimagu couldn't answer were mentioned, so that the other party could avoid embarrassment.

Jiuer took Nimagun's arm in front of everyone for the first time and took it out. Wu Yonglin murmured to himself: "Don't look at it if it is not polite, do not speak if it is not polite, do not listen if it is not polite, do not listen if it is not polite, do not be polite."

Regarding Jiuer's Thousand-faced Yiren, Wu Yonglin lamented again: "I don't know what her real purpose is. Just do not cause any trouble."

Jiuer and Nimagu, who had been walking for a while, waved to Wu Yonglin who was slowing down from behind, and smelled the smell of flesh floating on the street. The two next to him could not help but wiped his shoulders and flew away. They seemed more anxious than others for Zhang Hu and Luo Pingyang who were still unsatisfied last night.

"Go away from that woman, there is a sense of evil spirit all over my body. I used to train those saints of the "White Lotus Sect". Unfortunately, this woman is more than a few levels higher than that, and I was deceived by his performance." Mao Zixing next to him reminded Wu Yonglin, who was obsessed with looking at Jiuer's back.

"She has seduced you with beauty?" Wu Yonglin asked seriously.

"I think her target is you. If I were still the leader of the 'White Lotus Sect', I think there would be the possibility you just mentioned."

"I'm already very low-key in this outfit, why did she recognize my true identity at a glance?"

"Do you believe in falling in love at first sight? When I was in the Western Russians, I fell in love with that woman at first sight. She is actually not very outstanding. The smell between people can attract each other. She and I are actually the same type of people."

"Lao Mao, do you say we really left one day? Are you more cruel to say goodbye to a woman who is like her? "

"Then I should live a good life for such love." Mao Zixing paused and said, "I have a feeling that Xiao Wuzi seems to be here. I always feel that you have something to hide from me. Since it is not convenient for you to tell me, I don't blame you. I hope you can let him live well. This is my only request from you. I promise me that he is a child with a miserable life, so don't let him suffer too much torture and grievance."

"Look, you're starting to think about it again. How could Xiao Wuzi come to this dangerous place?" Wu Yonglin said firmly.

The two of them walked while talking and unconsciously arrived at the door of the "Wuwei Pavilion". Today's mutton shop has a bright window, and the light and shadow projected onto the table seem to make all of it have the smell of sunshine. Nimagu was satisfied with such a dining environment: with Jiuer's accompanying him, what he ate didn't seem important to him; Jiuer seemed to be satisfied: everything was moving forward step by step according to her rhythm, and she didn't know why she wanted to do it extravagantly. In fact, her main goal this time was Yundan King,

As for the threat letter that his father was trapped, it was even more Wu Xuyou. Although Wu Yonglin's alarmist statement in Ganoderma City has not been confirmed yet, she always felt that he would never scare everyone with this matter. He must have come with some purpose this time. Should he expose Wu Yonglin's conspiracy? It seems that there is no need. In fact, he was forced to come here to marry someone he doesn't like. If he wants to get married, it seems that the "Flower Monk" is indeed a good choice.

Yan Ping, who was standing at the door to welcome guests, had the same confusion as Jiuer. He was actually full of contradictions in his heart, and his current profits were much less than before. For the Tubo tribes, who were unstable in the current situation, he also tried to find a new way out. One of them relied on the charity and gifts of King Yundan. Such a business transaction was extremely unstable.
Chapter completed!