Princess Against the World

Feng Chenglin also had a confused expression and looked at Jun Lai without knowing why -

Ling Luoyu, this was a plan set on him.

Why?

What's up with this guy? ?

"Mr. Jun, you should know more about the Lord God's past than any of us, so I need you to tell us all the legends, secrets, and even rumors you know...the more detailed it is. The better!”

Jun Lai: "..."

What's there to say about those things?

Besides, this was all so many years ago.

Even if you know it, what's the point?

Could it be possible to change the current situation?

"Regardless of whether Gu Lan has told the Lord God about us, we now need to use various information to portray the image of the Lord God..."

Now, their rivalry with the God Lord has begun.

Who knows when the battle will become fierce.

Before that, the other party would not leave them any space or time to warm up.

We can only take advantage of the fact that the world is still peaceful to materialize him!

In this way, you won't be too passive when the time comes.

Jun Lai didn't know what Ling Luoyu was thinking, and he didn't know what should be said or what shouldn't be said. He didn't have a specific reference, so he yawned so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. Only then was he let go.

Zhou Yan, Dingmiao and others had woken up long ago. Since they didn't see Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin, they guessed that they were in Jun Lai's room.

I wanted to go in, but I was afraid of hearing something, so I could only wait outside the door.

At three o'clock in the morning, the door to your room opens.

He came out with dark circles under his eyes.

Zhou Yan and Dingmiao were sitting there playing a simple game of backgammon when they heard the door knock and stood up quickly.

"You..." Jun Lai was stunned for a moment: "Why are you all here?"

Feng Chenglin then went out, looking a little tired: "I'm so sleepy. This night... I'm tired and sleepy..."

"Are you still sleepy?" Ling Luoyu followed him out: "You sound like you are dozing off, but you still call yourself sleepy?"

Feng Chenglin didn't take hangover medicine. Although he had strong tea, he still felt like a worm knocking his head in the middle of the night and dozed off.

Ling Luoyu felt sorry for him because he was woken up by water and did not force him to listen again.

Anyway, she will check with him again for important clues.

Unimportant information was simply passed over.

"You are here, where is Bu Shenglian?" Feng Chenglin thought of the most important person: "Why isn't he here?"

Zhou Yan and Dingmiao immediately looked at each other and pointed in the same direction:

"He is very busy!"

"He has no time and energy to deal with us right now!"

"..."

Feng Chenglin blinked: "What... is he doing?"

"..."

No one expected that Bu Shenglian, who had a broken leg, could still be so agile when doing things.

In the garden, Bu Shenglian was carefully pruning the flowers and trees with scissors.

Behind him, many households have been pruned into special shapes, making the gardens look more welcoming.

"What... is he doing?" Feng Chenglin looked confused.

Those who didn’t know better thought he was a skilled gardener.

That movement, that expression.

It was as if the whole world had been left behind by him.

"What do you think he is doing?" Zhou Yan half-smiled.

"You didn't see such an obvious thing?" Dingmiao also looked sideways.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

nonsense!

Of course he could see what Bu Shenglian did.

But--

"Why would he... do this?"