Princess Against the World

"When I came here before, I would go up the mountain and go down the mountain. My mouth would be sweet and my heart would not be so bitter..."

Ling Luoyu took it and put his arms around her shoulders, looking sideways and smiling: "Would it be sweeter if I said I could let you win a peach blossom lottery?"

"Peach Blossom Lot?" Lady Shui took a bite of the candied haws of water and wrinkled her sour little nose: "If I can win the Peach Blossom Lot this year, then I will never think about that man again in my life, but will follow the destiny given to me. Make arrangements to spend the rest of your life with an ordinary man!"

The two looked at each other, laughed, and walked hand in hand to the stairs.

However, Ling Luoyu looked at him calmly——

When a woman falls in love with a man wholeheartedly, she will not fall in love with others easily.

Not to mention, this man was still as good as ever.

It is not easy for an ordinary man to replace him.

Unless this woman is willing to wrong herself and transfer her emotions.

Otherwise, both parties will suffer.

Can this woman really wrong herself?

In front of the temple, there is an ancient tree that is as thick as twenty people hugging each other.

At the bottom of the tree roots, some dead branches have been exposed, and several child monks in monk robes are sticking out their buttocks and cutting and pulling the dead branches.

On the treetops of the ancient trees, there were some red silks hanging, as well as some purses of different sizes.

Ling Luoyu's eyes suddenly stopped and he stared at the purse on the tree.

Empress Shui was pulled by her and couldn't help but stop and look along her line of sight: "Those red silks are for faithful men and women who have made wishes, and the red envelopes are for men and women who have become married and come here to fulfill their wishes... They usually put them in their purses. Put on the restorer’s hair and nails and pray to Grandpa Gushu to bless their happiness to continue!”

While talking, a staggering old woman, supported by two children, walked to the tree and tremblingly took out a purse made of coarse cloth from her arms.

Her back was hunched, and she raised her arms to tie her purse to the tree.

But she is not tall, and her back is bent, which makes it even more difficult.

The eldest of the two children is only seven or eight years old, and there is even less hope.

Just as Ling Luoyu was about to go up to help, a little child monk had already stood up and walked over quickly, clasping his hands.

"donor……"

"Little master..." The old grandma quickly clasped her hands together and returned the greeting: "Thank you."

The little boy monk took the purse and buckled it on the tree.

The old grandma thanked her again, holding the child's hand one in each hand, and turned to leave.

The little child monk turned around and was about to go back to work when he saw Ling Luoyu and Shui Niangniang.

After being stunned for a moment, he came up, put his hands together and saluted.

"You two, if you want to burn incense and draw lots, please go inside..."

"What kind of tree is this?" Ling Luoyu suddenly asked, his eyes passing over the ancient tree without trace.

"This is the wishing tree of our temple. If you have a wish or wish to be fulfilled, you can do it here..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw something wrong in Ling Luoyu's eyes.

His words stopped suddenly, and he looked at her in confusion, then at the ancient tree behind him, frowning.

"Sir, is there anything wrong?"

Why are you looking at him like that?

It seems like he is lying!

But such a wishing tree was not named by it, so why was it looking at him like that?

Lady Shui frowned: "What's wrong?"