Princess Against the World

"Are you so kind?" Feng Chenglin's eyes became more and more angry.

"Really, I, I don't mean well, but we have rules here. She is a widow, a newly widowed... Within a year, she must not be touched. If any man dares to touch her, he will definitely die. There is only one road...that's why I say this is taboo..."

It was because of this legend that Zhuge Dali stopped Feng Chenglin from picking the girl.

Ling Luoyu walked towards the little widow: "Is everything he said true?"

The little widow nodded and said nothing.

Ling Luoyu tilted his head and looked at Zhuge Dali: "Master Zhuge, how much money does she owe you?"

"Not too much, not too much, just a few dozen gold, that's all..."

"How much?" Feng Chenglin's arm suddenly tightened, twisting Zhuge Dali's shoulder and pulling him back hard, almost taking off his shoulder.

He picked his ears and frowned carelessly.

"You just said, how much does she owe you?"

"Two, twenty something gold..."

"Say it again!" Feng Chenglin pressed his hands again.

"Click"

Zhuge Dali's shoulders were lifted off.

His shoulder was dislocated, causing him to scream in pain: "Really, I didn't lie. We have an IOU. She really owes me more than twenty dollars..."

Feng Chenglin became more and more unhappy: "It seems like your shoulders are not very strong. They fall off when you pull them. Otherwise, let's try this one here?!"

As he spoke, his big hand grabbed Zhuge Dali's other shoulder.

At this moment, Zhuge Dali finally understood what the two of them meant, and quickly dodged, smiling while crying.

"I know, I know, I know...she doesn't owe me anything anymore, she doesn't owe me anything, she doesn't owe me anything anymore..."

"Nonsense, didn't you say you still have an IOU?"

"No more, no more, nothing anymore..."

At this time, what else does Zhuge Dali dare to do?

If this continues, my little life will really be gone.

"When I go back, I will immediately find her IOU and burn it in front of you two. I guarantee that there will never be any more IOUs!"

Zhuge Dali swore and swore, and then begged Feng Chenglin to let go of his hand.

"You are wise!"

Feng Chenglin shook him off and clasped his fists at the little widow again: "Girl, it was really a misunderstanding just now. I made it unintentionally. I really didn't mean to offend the girl. This guy's IOU is my apology to the girl. Got it!"

The little widow is still in the dark and doesn't understand what happened.

She looked at Zhuge Dali in disbelief, unable to believe all this, and she didn't dare to move or leave.

Feng Chenglin waved his hand again: "Let's go, you can go."

"I, can I really leave?" The little widow couldn't believe it and looked at Zhuge Dali as if asking for help: "Master..."

"Let's go, let's go," Zhuge Dali waved his hands repeatedly as if sending off the plague: "He is right, from now on, you will no longer owe anyone a debt, you are free, let's go! "

The little widow looked at the others again and saw that Ling Luoyu and others were nodding towards her. Then she believed it. She quickly picked up the hem of her skirt and started running.

After running a few steps, he remembered something again, rushed back, knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times, then turned around and left.