"Gift?"
Su Minglou was a little surprised.
If Mr. Cao, the mysterious dragon who has never seen its head or tail, can come back, the incense will be burned in Suming Tower.
He never expected that Mr. Cao would actually give him a small gift?
The corners of Luo Yi's lips raised, "What? Your Highness doesn't want it?"
Su Minglou shook his head repeatedly, like a rattle.
"That's not possible. Considering Mr. Cao's status, this gift must be extremely extraordinary."
"If I don't want it, I'm afraid I will lose money to my grandma's family."
Luo Yi smiled. Su Minglou's words were indeed correct.
If he didn't want this small profit, it would really be a loss to his grandma's family.
Luo Yi gently rubbed the Dawn Ring on his hand, looking thoughtful.
In the palace of the three princesses.
Last night, the Third Emperor's daughter Su Youlan had a long conversation with the Imperial Master Yun Lingtian. Su Youlan told the Imperial Master everything that happened in the eternal secret realm.
Regarding the Zhuling Cave Heaven, Su Youlan never concealed it.
Of course, Su Youlan still relatively concealed some of the things that happened during Luo Yi's amnesia.
In addition, Su Youlan also concealed the traces of the Soul Clan and his party.
This matter is not big or small.
What's more, Lin Ye of the Soul Clan once saved Su Youlan's life. Based on this alone, Su Youlan couldn't reveal their whereabouts.
With the way the Tyrant Dynasty behaves, this person from the Soul Clan who has mastered an alternative secret method of cultivation is bound to suffer an unreasonable disaster.
After Yun Lingtian left, only Wen Moxuan remained here.
Su Youlan's expression was complicated, "Mr. Wen, your body..."
Wen Moxuan's face was still pale. He shook his head and laughed softly: "Life and death are determined by fate. There is no need for His Highness to worry about you all the time."
Su Youlan sighed. She had known about Mr. Wen's illness for a long time.
I have also visited famous doctors, but they all came to the same conclusion.
There is no cure.
If a person is like a candle, it is lit when he is born and extinguished when he passes away.
Between this burning and extinguishing, it is a lifetime.
Then Mr. Wen's candle will burn at least twice as fast as an ordinary person.
This is no longer just a "disease".
It's fate.
People who are born with a short life are also the people who are often mentioned in the market as those who are extremely wise and will be injured.
Therefore, no matter how many miraculous medicines he takes, it will not help. He only has so much longevity.
Maybe it's just God's jealousy. Wonderful and beautiful people often have short lives.
Wen Moxuan heated the stove, thought for a moment, and said softly: "Your Highness, do you want that dragon corpse?"
Su Youlan had nothing to hide and nodded lightly.
Wen Moxuan shook his head.
"Wrong. If Luo Yi was really willing to hand it over to you, he should have given it to you long ago. There is no way he would keep such a hot potato in his hands."
"After experiencing such an experience in the eternal secret realm, although His Highness and Luo Yi are not familiar with each other, compared to other princes, they are already familiar with each other."
"But even so, he still didn't hand over the dragon corpse to you. That only shows that he had already thought about the final destination of the dragon corpse."
Su Youlan frowned slightly. She took the initiative to ask Luo Yi for the dragon corpse, but she saw the scene at the city gate before she received Luo Yi's reply.
Everything that followed happened too suddenly, and the matter of the dragon corpse was delayed again and again.
But Su Youlan really couldn't think of anyone else besides himself, who would Luo Yi give this dragon corpse to?
Wen Moxuan picked up a few pieces of charcoal and gently added it to the heater. He suddenly smiled: "Your Highness, you don't have to think about it anymore. The eldest prince Su Xuanshan will definitely not be able to get this dragon corpse, even if he can come back to his senses now." Come on, it’s too late to recruit An Luoyi.”
"In addition, the second prince is very scheming and seems to be fighting everywhere. But if he is not fighting everywhere, he is already fighting."
"We do not rule out the possibility that Luo Yi will hand over the dragon corpse to the second prince, but it is unlikely. Then, excluding His Highness, where do you think the dragon corpse will end up?"
Su Youlan turned to look in the direction of Su Ming Tower Palace, "You mean, Su Ming Tower?"
Wen Moxuan nodded.
"This is the only possibility, but I can't figure out why Luo Yi gave the dragon corpse to him."
Wen Moxuan's white hands were a little rosy from the fire in the stove. He looked at the beating flames, but there was something strange in his eyes.
He thought of a reason, but this reason was rather absurd.
But sometimes, when all possibilities are eliminated, no matter how ridiculous the last reason is, it will be the only answer.
This answer made Wen Moxuan feel... quite interesting.
But Wen Moxuan found it interesting, but our Highness the Third Princess was a little unhappy.
For the first time, there was a trace of little woman's complaining air in her beautiful eyes.
Of course, it was only for a moment.
The next moment, the Third Princess returned to normal.
But it is inevitable that I still feel a little angry.
Because in her opinion, Luo Yi should hand over the dragon corpse to herself, both emotionally and rationally!
Even if he wanted to get some benefits from this dragon corpse, couldn't he give it to him?
Su Youlan turned to look in the direction of Su Minglou's palace. What did he want...
At this moment, Luo Yi gently tapped the ring in his hand, and a wooden box suddenly appeared in Luo Yi's sleeve.
He placed the wooden box on the table and glanced at Su Minglou.
"Your Highness can take whatever is in the box for himself."
"I still have some things to do, so I'll leave first."
After saying this, Luo Yi stood up and left without any hesitation.
Su Minglou was not in a hurry to look, he quickly got up and escorted Luo Yi out of the palace.
After coming back, Su Minglou looked at the small box and smiled bitterly.
At the Su family's wedding banquet, he was willing to sacrifice himself.
Even if Luo Yi didn't appear behind him, he was still ready to make a scene.
There is no doubt that Chu Mengli will be taken away in the end.
After all, he is the prince of the dynasty. Even if his behavior is a little ridiculous and domineering, does he really dare someone to kill him?
Moreover, in full view of the public, no one dared to do such a heinous and unethical act.
Mr. Cao's gift of such a small gift at this moment seems to be a little compensation, at least in Su Minglou's view?
That's all, since it is Mr. Cao's wish, he should accept it.
He picked up the wooden box without opening it, and walked directly into the side room.
The eldest brother is now completely out of power, and Mr. Cao has returned. At first glance, it seems that he has the upper hand overnight.
I was not wrong in my bet.
Thinking of this, Su Minglou finally had a smile on his face.
He walked into the room and put the box on the table. He had worked hard and hard these past few days, and it could be said that he had put all his energy into it.
Now that this matter has come to an end, I can finally take a break.
As for the dragon corpse...
Forget it, don’t think about it for now.
Luo Yi is not a fool. Since he dares to hold the dragon corpse in his hand, he must have had an idea.
In any case, Luo Yi is currently in Shaking Tian City, and this dragon corpse cannot escape.
Su Minglou lay on the bed without any princely manner, resting his hands on his pillow, and seemed to be humming some melodramatic sounds that the literati were scolding.
Of course, from Su Minglou's point of view, it was clearly a pleasant ditty, not necessarily a melodious sound.
These scholars are very unhappy and have something wrong with their brains.
Later, when he entered the East Palace, he even sat on the dragon chair.
He had to gather 1,808 singers in Shaking Tian City to sing for three days and three nights.
Make those pedantic people mad.
Just as he was thinking about it, Su Minglou's eyes suddenly drifted to the wooden box on the table.
Just looking at this box, it's not worth much money.
The thin gift that Mr. Cao mentioned is probably really a thin gift.
Su Minglou sighed to himself. Mr. Cao was really not generous at all.
He jerked hard and wandered to the table, ready to see what was in the box.
