Princess Against the World

For several days, she rode horses quietly, and even let the two of them choose their meals.

Seeing that it was approaching noon, Ling Luoyu snapped his fingers, attracting their attention——

"I said... you two gentlemen, have you thought about what we are going to have for lunch today?!"

"Wine! It must be wine!"

Feng Chenglin laughed and patted Dingmiao on the shoulder.

"Third Young Master, let me tell you, in the past two days, Dingmiao and I have met each other very late! If we don't drink some wine to celebrate, we will be sorry for our fate, right!?"

"Not bad! We still won't get back drunk at noon today!"

Dingmiao also climbed onto Feng Chenglin's shoulders. The two brothers seemed to be riding forward together, and they missed Ling Luoyu proudly.

"You...as for what..."

Ling Luoyu twitched his lips and looked at the two of them speechlessly.

It's obvious that they are two people with different ideas and their own hidden agendas, but they both have special backgrounds as drama stars.

After a few drinks, the relationship became closer than that of real brothers.

On the contrary, she followed the visitor as if it was superfluous!

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Ling Luoyu shook his head silently and galloped to follow.

Fulin Town is located at the intersection of three official roads and is destined to be very lively.

Moreover, it was close to the seaside at this time, and there were many people doing business, so the residents of the whole town were quite wealthy.

Dingmiao and Feng Chenglin in the front were discussing whether to eat fish or meat, while Ling Luoyu in the back wanted to kick them both.

"What's there to argue about? Just order whatever you want to eat..."

Is it interesting to argue about this low-level topic? ?

Silently rolling his eyes, Ling Luoyu glanced sideways at the surrounding shops.

"The restaurants and snacks here have everything you want..."

Her eyes trembled, her words stopped abruptly, and her heart trembled for no reason.

Feng Chenglin noticed something strange about her and walked over quickly: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Ling Luoyu suddenly withdrew his gaze: "It's okay!"

Feng Chenglin frowned and followed her gaze, but didn't see anything.

"Third Young Master, what's wrong? If it was okay, you wouldn't be like this... Do you want to hide it from me?!"

Ling Luoyu took a long breath and raised his eyes faintly: "It's Mo Xuanchen!"

"ah?!"

Feng Chenglin jumped up like a feather, startling Dingmiao in front of him: "What's wrong?!"

"fine!"

Feng Chenglin quickly waved his hand towards Dingmiao.

"You go to the front and find a restaurant to sit down, order food and wait for us..."

A strange look flashed in Dingmiao's eyes. He knew that the two of them had something to say, and he probably sent him away. He immediately turned around and led the three horses to lead the way.

Lowering his voice, Feng Chenglin almost whispered: "Where is he?"

He had scanned the area just now and did not see Mo Xuanchen.

Is it because Ling Luoyu is too nervous or because his eyesight is not as good as others.

"Why didn't he come to see you?"

"On the teahouse flag on the left..."

"..."

Only then did Feng Chenglin discover that someone had drawn a strange symbol with ink on the flag banner of the teahouse.

"That's the emblem of the Mo family!"

Ling Luoyu's voice rang in his ears.

"It should have been left by Mo Xuanchen! He was telling me... that he had been here!"

"So, our route is correct!"

Feng Chenglin's eyes suddenly lit up as he thought of something.

"Moreover, he should have guessed that we would come here, so he left a clue! In this way, if we want to find him, we only need to follow the mark..."