Walking on the halfway of the palace, Fu Shiting followed Lin Junlan's side. His eyes were low and reached the quiet place. He pulled Lin Junlan's wrist. "What does Tianxian mean?"

Lin Junlan was pulled by his wrist and had to stop. He raised his hand and waved Fu Shiting's hand. "Folk story."

"Yeah……"

Fu Shiting frowned, maybe he thought about it, but he always felt that there were some problems in the last few words he heard, and it felt like ... deliberately mentioned, but at first glance, he felt that there was no problem.

He didn't know if he should believe Lin Junlan, maybe he was really afraid of what he was involved.

Lin Junlan smiled indifferently. His eyes were cold and condensed Fu Shiting.

Fu Shiting: "..."

He didn't speak silently, just looked at Lin Junlan, "Are you really ... have no other meanings?"

Lin Junlan looked down, "What can you do."

After falling his eyes, Lin Junlan continued: "Dong Yong was poverty, his father and old man had nothing to do.

Fu Shiting's eyes condensed Lin Junlan, looked carefully, then raised his eyes, and continued to go forward, "heard."

Fu Shiting's eyes were low: "Dong Yong sold his father and funeral, and finally married the goddess, how can it be a wonderful myth."

Such stories are widely circulated because of the longing and expectations of a better life. The goddess is light, Dong Yong is desperate for the life of the world. The light seen in despair is God.

Lin Junlan's beautiful eyebrows looked at the promenade, his voice was quiet, "Well, it's beautiful. It's so beautiful ... Make people yearn for it."

Once, he was trapped in darkness, and once believed that there was no beauty and light. After falling into the darkness, others would only fall down.

No one is willing to see the people who are in a difficult situation. They will only have the pity on their mouths. When they really reach out their hands to make people pull a hand, everyone will retreat.

Until he met the Royal Highness, he saved a lot of people in the dark night market ...

Many and many, like the warm light in the dark. It redeemed his dark everything.

Later, Fu Shiting glanced at Lin Junlan and picked his eyebrows, "Are you talking about you and me like Dong Yong and the goddess? Save you in water and fire?"

Lin Junlan: "..."

The silent man condensed Fu Shiting, without talking, and he couldn't see any glory in the cold eyes.

But Fu Shiting suddenly seemed to have figured it out, and the smile was hung up with handsome face.

Lin Junlan: "..."

The silent person was low -minded and still silent. Do not deny, nor admit it.

The teenager thinks, right ... he is too lazy to justify.

After half an hour, Fu Shiting sent Lin Junlan to the regent of the regent. Outside of the palace, there were several eunuchs. They were holding a red silk wooden plate in their hands. Some things were covered by red silk on the plate.

As soon as Lin Junlan got out of the carriage, the a few doctors walked in front of him, bent down his waist, "Little boy."

Lin Junlan looked down, stretched out his hand, opened the red silk, and found that the red silk covered the needle, wine, and cloth, he frowned, "This is ..."

"This is the utensil of the lettering."

The Taiyi held things, and replied respectfully, "The little boy will be married tomorrow, and according to the ceremony, the ceremony of this moment is to be completed before noon today."

Lin Junlan glanced at the raised sun. At noon, it was really just right. He picked up the silver needle, pinched the slender silver needle on his own hand, looked silently, and suddenly put it down again.

He hesitated, and then took out a silver needle from his waist, and asked indifferently, "I carved it myself, what should I do?"

"this……"

The old lady was shocked and looked at the teenager next to him.

Fu Shiting walked in front of Lin Junlan, watched the silver needle he took out, and took it over. "Your silver needle is not clean, prepare it with Tai Hospital."

Lin Junlan smiled indifferently and looked at Fu Shiting indifferently, "How, afraid I can do my best? Don't worry, I don’t want to die so much."

Later, he grabbed the silver needle on Fu Shiting's hand, "I engraved it myself, knowing myself, this needle is better with myself."

"If you don't say something, then you will be casually, engraved one of your names, how about?"

When the words fell, his silver needle had been pierced into his wrist. The white wrist immediately saw the blood, a drop of blood slipped from his wrist, Lin Junlan's complexion was white, and his movements had not stopped.

Gritten your teeth, engraved the word "time", and then threw the silver needle on the ground, raised his wrist, and showed Fu Shiting, "See, can you?"

"Jun Lan ..."

Fu Shiting looked at the word on the wrist and frowned tightly. Once he hoped to engrave his words on Lin Junlan's wrist, but when Lin Junlan was carved with the word pale, he did not at all at all.

I thought like that.

Lin Junlan was silent, condensed Fu Shiting, took the red silk at hand, and wiped off the blood on his wrist.

After speaking, he walked inward. Fu Shiting stood outside the palace and looked at Lin Junlan, "Tomorrow, I will marry you."

If it is beautiful, but Lin Junlan's heart has no waves, and even a little bit moved. He has not stopped his footsteps and entered the palace.

Looking at the lettering on his wrist, raised his hand, facing the sun, the injury of the palm was also wrapped in gauze. The words on the wrist were still red and swollen.

"

"His Royal Highness, let's ... let them pay the price."

Then he put down his hand and looked at the sunshine, "His Royal Highness, I will solve the medicine for you, and will not let you die ..."
Chapter completed!