MTL - Ordered to Marry Thrice, The Mysterious Wangfei-Chapter 387 then go to Tianta Temple

However, some people have questioned, "Is the Thirteen Emperor really doing this?"

"No, a big man, a prince, how can you kneel in front of a woman? This is too unlikely."

"We didn't see the thirteen emperors kneeling down and talking about love, so it doesn't count..."

Various disputes and arguments have come and gone.

Hua Yuman is actually a bit embarrassed, to know that this contest is not what she needs.

"I can do it" Feng Mingmo came over and looked serious.

What is the love story, as long as Yu can love him, he is willing to do anything.

Just when Feng Mingmo was going to kneel down, Hua Yuman stopped him.

"The one that said the love story before is not counted, start from the beginning!"

Hua Yuman suddenly felt that she didn't want to listen to other men's love words, which would make her uncomfortable.

Thirteen has no objection to this because he does not want other men to say love to the little feathers, so he would rather start from scratch.

Although Mo Ziting wanted to help Thirteen and Hua Yuman, but these two parties did not plan, she had to announce a new start.

"The first level is better than yours. Are you willing to give all your own homes to Mann? That is to say, after that, Man is the head of the family and listens to her."

"I am willing!"

"I am willing!"

"I am willing to..."

Almost after Mo Ziting finished, the people present at the scene made a statement, and hesitated without even a half.

Mo Ziting feels impossible. This is in ancient times. Are not all men in the ancient world? There are several men who are willing to unconditionally and do everything to pamper a woman.

Because she did not believe, she directly named: "Seven princes, are you willing to abandon your princehood status, abandon everything about you, leave the city, and go to live elsewhere with Man?"

The seven emperors stunned for a while and did not respond. Just when he thought clearly, Mo Ting directly kicked him out of the game.

"There is a little hesitation that is not worthy of Man, seven princes, you don't have to continue to play tomorrow."

"What is this, so I sentenced the seven emperors to death..." The onlookers talked again.

Hua Yuman also understood the meaning of Mo Ziting. She did not speak, let Mo Ziting continue to ask others.

"Hai Lan Xuan, are you willing to give up your throne?"

Hailan Xuan thought and did not think: "Of course I am willing, as long as Mann walks with me, I can do nothing..."

Mo Ziting nodded and thought about it. She was on the cold for a thousand times: "You, I want you to leave the cold house and leave the city. Are you willing?"

The cold thousand shook his head and shook his head. He participated in the competition and wanted to help the seven emperors to fight for opportunities as much as possible.

"Then you come to join in the fun!" Mo Ziting directly ignored him.

Looked at the remaining men, Mo Ziting is actually in the heart, directly to the moon bamboo, hundred stems, hundred oranges they said: "You don't join in the fun."

"Miss, the matter between men, or use men's way to solve the problem, this is no match than anything." Bai Teru put forward new suggestions.

Hua Yuman thought about it and thought it makes sense. However, she didn't want them to solve it in the way of a so-called man, because without thinking about it, it was also a force to solve the problem.

After thinking for a while, she said to the group of men with expectations: "You will prepare a gift for me within ten days. The person who is most suitable for me is my husband. You should not bother in this ten days. I."

"How can this be done? Just a gift, can you see what it is." Feng Mingmo first disagreed, just sent a thing, choose by virtue, this is too playful.

Hai Lan Xuan smiled and said: "This is also good, when the gifts are put together, who is selected who is."

"If it is a gift, I have to participate." Yue Zhu Cheng quickly stated that he should not give up easily.

This Hua Yuman is not only beautiful, but also gentle, noble and temperament, and his temperament is still very good. In short, although he has only seen it once, he always feels that his woman has given him a very good impression.

"Participate to participate!" Hua Yuman does not care.

Thirteen is frowning. "Little feathers, do you really want to do this?"

He thought that even if the little feathers lost their memory, they are already his people, and they will be directed to him no matter what.

Hua Yuman no longer looks at him. "I will see your gifts again after ten days. I will declare it again. You should not come to me for ten days. Otherwise, disqualify."

After that, she turned and left.

In the days that followed, Hua Yuman disappeared from the city. No one was seeing her appear anywhere. Mo Ziting did not know where she went.

Thirteen confirmed that the small feathers were not in the wind restaurant, and when he was not leaving the city, he had to start thinking about what gifts to send.

Others have also started to pick up the gift link.

......

Thirteen royal palaces, the thirteen emperors have been sitting in the study room to practice calligraphy and painting, very calm and leisurely, which makes the people in the house very puzzled.

Mi Xuexue stayed outside and quietly came out. On the afternoon of the next day, he finally couldn’t help but ask: "Before thirteen, don't you go looking for a present? You don't like that girl, do you give up?" How are you going to respond?"

Thirteen glanced at him. "I am preparing a gift."

Mi Xuexue went to see him, pointing to the portrait of the word and the portrait of the girl. "Is this calligraphy the gift you gave her? Will it be cold?"

Thirteen shook his head. "This is only a part." He said, he tore the word that had just been written, and left the word "pear" alone.

"What kind of ghost is this?" From the thirteen, is this to send the word, or to send the painting?

"What should you do for it! Don't affect me." Thirteen began to catch people.

He has his own plan.

The little feathers let everyone give gifts, not to send a valuable, but to send a memory that can evoke her, he will be ready at the appointed time.

Unlike the calmness of the thirteenth, Feng Ming Mo has been irritating to travel across the Three Kingdoms. He wants to find the right gift in the fastest time. His happy life is pinned on a small gift, so he Not at all sloppy.

Moon Bamboo is to let its own people open the treasure house of the Fengyue Kingdom and carefully select gifts.

In short, everyone, there is no sloppy one.

This matter is no more than the people talking about, that is, from the National Palace, the emperor is also thinking in the royal study.

"Cheng Gonggong, what are the treasures of the old seven and thirteen? Is there a brow?"

The emperor still wants to give the Hua Yuman to his own son. As for why, he himself can’t say why.

Cheng Gonggong shook his head. "I haven't set it yet. However, the emperor, you said that a gift will be set for life, will it be too much?"

The emperor was silent for a while and said: "If you don't play, you can say that the gimmick is smart. It's the meaning of knowing what you mean, otherwise you won't do it. You can pick a fuss from an ordinary gift, though casual. Some, but I have to say that it is a good method. Sometimes the preference of a gift is also a person's preference."

"The emperor is right!"

"In this way, in order to express the tolerance of 朕, ​​the inner and outer treasury of the 都 让 let the old seven and thirteen go in to choose one, and all that they like can be taken away."

Cheng Gonggong smiled and said: "Blessed are the two emperors!"

The treasury has been opened for the two emperors, and this will always be a matter of one or two pieces of mind!

However, what surprised the emperor was that although the imperial edict was issued, the seven emperors and thirteen did not go to the national treasury to pick things, but each one, each selected, quietly waiting for the test days after ten days.

......

On the other hand, the heroine in the whole incident was on the Tianta Temple.

Hua Yuman stepped onto the ladder of Tianta Temple, which means 99th sincerity. She didn’t know why she was here. However, there was always a voice in her heart that told her that she should come here, so She is coming.

Listening to the bells of the temple, Hua Yuman’s mood is particularly calm.

This is still early in the morning, there are already a lot of people on the incense, she added sesame oil money, ready to ask for a sign, but when she wants to pick up the signing shake, she found that the sign is empty, she stunned For a while, I always felt that such a picture was familiar.

She seems to have encountered such a situation several times...

"Girl, I really apologize, I want to sign tomorrow, and the girl is not coming tomorrow!"

"Good!" Hua Yuman retired and finally thought about it and lived in the courtyard of the temple.

The next day, she still went to the early signing, but it was still empty.

On the third day, she still did not draw the sign.

Standing on the empty hall, Hua Yuman felt extremely sad. I always felt that this place was a bit strange, just like it was like going back to the past.

Just as she was thinking about it, a monk came over. He stood in front of Hua Yuman and gave a gift, and then gave a jade to Hua Yuman.

"The donor, this thing is the host that we have already feathered and told me to hand it over to the donor. I said that there will be a three-day donor who will be drawn to the air for three days. Amitabha!"

The monk turned and left, but Hua Yuman still stood holding the jade.

I don't know how long it took, a gust of wind blew and woke up Hua Yuman, who was in a daze. She turned and walked out of the hall.

Just as she stepped out of the main hall, a petal floated on the jade of her hand. Yupei gave a green glow, a strange pattern flashed in faintly, and Hua Yuman’s hand tightened. Her hand made a dust...

- End of this chapter -