The signature culture on the prayer sign is a little starlight, and it does not enter the center of the glass eyebrows.

Yan Ruyu could feel that the evil thoughts in the evil qi had been dissipated a little.

The next wish, the wisher is the girl in the Qingfeng Building in Cloud City.

It is said that the bitch is ruthless, and the drama is meaningless.

But a few people know that the girl in this building has also had dreams about love.

They love more than others.

Five years ago, when Ying'er was still a young girl who was just beginning to fall in love, she met Liu Feng, a young man who was rushing to take the exam.

Liu Feng, who is talented, handsome, and gentle, has fulfilled all of Sakura's dreams about love.

Not only did she send all the money she had saved to help him go to Beijing to take the imperial examination, but she also decided to be a clean person from now on.

Liu Feng said: "When I become famous, I will allow you to prosper for a lifetime!" ”

Sakura doesn't seek prosperity for a lifetime, she still has the dream of not asking for priceless treasures and rare lovers.

But a year passed, two years passed, and a full five years passed.

The boy who said he was going to marry her in a beautiful way has not appeared for a long time.

Ying'er was afraid, afraid that he would encounter an accident, afraid that he would be disappointed in the imperial examination and would collapse.

She asked someone to inquire about Liu Feng's news, but unfortunately found nothing.

Soon it was the annual Oiran competition, since she met Liu Feng back then, Sakura has been selling her art and not selling herself, and she is still looking forward to one day, she can marry him innocently.

No one knows how hard it is to do such persistence in a place like this.

The scolding and scolding she received were insignificant because she was thinking about that person.

The last time she prayed for the mountain sacrifice, she tried her best to go up the mountain, and she was lucky enough to get a wishing stick.

She wrote on the signature: "I want to know the news of Fenglang. ”

Feng Lang is her name for Liu Feng, and when it is written on the signature, there is still a thick sweetness on the corner of her mouth.

Afraid that the mountain god would not know who Feng Lang was, she also wrote all the news that Liu Feng said about herself on the prayer sign.

Liuli glanced at the contents of the signature, and there was a hint of mockery on her face.

It's all fake.

Liu Feng's exposition of himself, including his name, is all fake.

Tomorrow's Oiran performance, Sakura didn't plan to attend, but when the other girls in the building hurriedly went to sign up, she planned to go back to the house against everyone.

There weren't many people in the hallway on the second floor, and Sakura planned to go around from there.

As soon as Liuli's fingers moved, the handkerchief on Sakura's hand suddenly fell, and the wind blew into the hands of a man who happened to pass by.

He was about to pause in his footsteps, pinching the veil with a faint scent of blue grass: "Don't go to Yingchun Pavilion, let's be in this Qingfeng Building." ”

Among the entourage, some people showed embarrassed and tangled looks.

As soon as the man who hugged him stepped into Qingfeng Pavilion, he threw down a thick stack of silver tickets: "Call all the girls in your building out!" ”

Just as the bustard mother wanted to say something, this master suddenly patted the hilt of the sword on his waist again: "Remember, it's all!" ”

When she saw Liu Feng in the crowd, Sakura's heart was full of ecstasy - he was back! He's really back to pick her up!

However, the words of the people around him made Sakura's smile disappear little by little.

"Why does Lord Lu look nervous?"

"Oh, I see, are you afraid of the evil woman in the family?"

"Who in the capital doesn't know that Lord Lu is notoriously afraid of guilt! Master Chen, what do you do so clearly! ”

"If you want me to say, Lord Lu, you should cheer up your husband! That woman has only given birth to three daughters so far, what face does she have on your head? ”

Lord Lu?

The woman?

Three daughters?

The sister next to her quietly pushed Ying'er, and when she came back to her senses, she clenched her fists and forced herself to laugh: "Slave, Ying'er." ”

Lord Lu stiffened and didn't dare to look up at her.