This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

After Ruan Mianmian was yelled back by Yun Chao, her status in the hearts of everyone was reduced to that of a little handmaiden.

However, the ten people who can be selected, whether it is xinxing or character, have been tested by the mirror, and they will not look down on people or anything.

On the contrary, after they thought that Ruan Mianmian and Yun Chao had no such relationship, they relaxed a bit.

They talked casually all the way, and they were all young people of the same age, but they quickly became one.

In the autumn and spring months, Ruan Mianmian warmly helped them clean up.

"Mianmian, if you want to ask me about your cultivation in the future, you can help me!"

"And me, there will be good things in the future, and I will never forget you, Mianmian!"

Ruan Mianmian smiled cheerfully, and generously gave away the rest of her yellow spring fruit.

A group of old men eat and wink.

"This fruit is too unpalatable, Mianmian, aren't you fooling us!"

"Although it's a bit unpalatable, this fruit has merit!" Ruan Mianmian blinked and said, "This is a yellow spring fruit."

Chu Zhou was shocked when he heard the words, "This thing is Huang Quanguo? Where did you get so many?"

"What happened to Huang Quanguo?" Li Xiao asked, but he didn't know what was so great about this fruit.

"Yin Si Huangquan, crossing Yin Ling, entering reincarnation, is a dead place, Huangquan is also a stagnant water, there is only one tree in the Great Yin Si, and it grows on the shore of Huangquan."

Chu Zhou swallowed his saliva and said, "This book of Huangquan contains the way of life and death. It blooms for thousands of years and bears fruit for thousands of years. The fruit of Huangquan is a holy product of merit and virtue. It only bears ninety-nine fruits at a time, and the kings of **** in the Yin Si are not enough. Can you pick it casually?!”

Everyone is a glimpse.

There are ten of them, and Li Xiao ate an extra one in the Yunlan Palace before.

Eleven fruits.

Only ninety-nine fruits have been produced in a thousand years, and they have gone here for one-ninth!

They suddenly felt that they were holding a hot potato in their hands, and their eyes changed when they saw Ruan Mianmian.

"Mianmian, where did you get this fruit?" Li Xiao also asked worriedly.

Ruan Mianmian blinked and looked at Huang Quanguo, "This fruit is so big, but Sister Lanya didn't tell me!"

"Is this a Haihuang give you?"

"Yeah, she gave me a lot, and the last time I went to the Sha Temple, Wuji Sha Shen also gave me a jar of candied Huangquan fruit that he made by himself. Woolen cloth."

The little girl is still a naivant color.

The ten people present looked at each other with different expressions.

Such a baby, when you come to this little girl, you can eat it casually.

In the end, are they hillbilly ignorant, or is it... the treatment of the underworld is really so good?

Yan Mianyi saw a scratch-flexible head:

"Why don't I ask Sister Lan Ya later, didn't she get the fruit wrong when she gave me the fruit?"

This ... is afraid not to take a wrong?

"Never mind, we all ate it anyway, so we can't send back the fruit we took a bite of."

Chu Zhou had a big heart, and directly put the remaining fruit in his mouth, and he winked for a while.

Everyone saw him, but they also did it.

Anyway, there is a pot that we all carry together, what else can we do?

As soon as the fruit was put in his mouth, Chu Zhou's expression froze suddenly, and he looked towards the door.

"Too ... Prince His Temple!"

Everyone is in the heart, the heart is over!

The prince is going to find trouble so soon? !

Yun Chao walked in from the outside, like a jade tree, without looking at them, staring at Ruan Mianmian coldly: "Is the bed finished? Go back and continue to make the bed."