"I didn't know Lulu was so intelligent." Lulu was pleasantly surprised.
Master yixu replied,"smiling and not saying anything is my last insistence."
Lu huaijiang sat opposite master yixu and reached out to pour himself a cup of tea.
Lulu also squeezed in and sat directly beside him, looking very intimate and dependent.
"I came here today to accompany Lulu to take a look at the ancient books of the National temple. Second, I'm here to ask for your help."
"I met a Rascal monk on the street yesterday. The monk gave me a blank lot and gave Lulu another. They were both the worst lot." Lu huaijiang took a sip of tea, and there was a bit of bitterness in his mouth.
"I remember that Your Highness doesn't believe in drawing lots." Yi Xu still remembered what he said a year ago.
He boasted shamelessly, refused to believe it no matter what, and even called him a bald donkey.
