Quick Wear: Lu Ming She Has Many Children and Blessings

When the crowd first saw the man get up, they thought he was a zombie, but after hearing his screams of pain, they all glared at him!

They were just sympathizing with them, their true feelings were all wasted, they didn't expect it was all fake.

"Someone bribed us to act..." the man kept explaining.

The fake bully and the real butcher's family also quickly echoed, "Yes, I am a butcher. Someone paid us to act out a scene of a bully molesting a young wife, and then that person would come to the rescue."

Everyone:......

Everyone's expressions were indescribable. The traffic jam that lasted all morning was just because of this farce?

Liu Zishu, who was waiting on the second floor of the inn next door, said:

Not to mention, he also thought it was pretty stupid.

Liu Zishu was so angry that he almost lost his mind. "System, is this what you call foolproof? Who is that person who suddenly appeared? Am I not making things easier for others?"

I don't know what the system said, but Liu Zishu was calmed down again. He sighed and said, "This plan is actually quite good, but there is an intruder. System, what should we do? If I can't successfully capture the Third Miss, won't my protagonist halo be weakened?"

The system seemed to give another response, and Liu Zishu's expression instantly changed from gloomy to bright, "Really? Are you really willing to change the target for me?"

He continued excitedly, "This is great! The third young lady is too difficult to deal with. In comparison, the eldest young lady is much easier. She is so stupid that she can be easily captured with just a little bit of trickery."

It seems that Liu Zishu has given up on trying to conquer her. Lu Ming has more important things to do now, and Li Wanyue is not a good person either. The two of them are bad and vicious, and they match each other very well. It is a good thing for them to be together. At least they will not harm other people anymore.

The carriage started moving quickly.

Huangjue Temple in the suburbs of Beijing has always been a popular place, and today, as always, there were many pilgrims, but for some reason, there were fewer monks to guide them.

Lu Ming knelt on the mat, looking very distressed, his smoky eyebrows slightly frowned, and after a long while he spoke softly: "Young Master, is the lottery tube broken? It really can't shake out the lottery sticks!"

The little monk was also a little confused. It's just a lottery box, and you say you can't shake out the lottery?

Is this reasonable?

The young monk scratched his head in confusion, picked up the stick tube, and carefully checked it inside and out. There was no problem, how could it be possible that he couldn’t shake it out?

The young monk opposite looked at her for a long time but couldn't figure out anything. And judging from his expression, he didn't seem to believe what she said.

Lu Ming was also helpless. Why didn't he believe what she said?

She pursed her lips and said, "Little Master, how about you help me watch it? I'll shake it for a while. Do you think there's anything wrong with it?"

After saying that, the young lady knelt down again, holding up her skirt, closed her eyes, and began to shake the lottery box vigorously.

However, as time passed, the little monk's expression gradually changed from calm at the beginning to shock!

What happened? Nothing came out.

The young monk put his hands together, chanted Amitabha devoutly, and suggested: "Donor, you can pray silently in your heart for what you want."

Luming: ...

What's wrong with me praying for peace and prosperity for the country?

However, another quarter of an hour passed and still nothing came out!

Little monk: ...

No way!

Lu Ming was also a little angry. Wasn’t this directed at her?

What's wrong with her asking for world peace?

"I want a husband of my dreams!" Lu Ming said angrily. Since the lottery box couldn't produce any lot anyway, he might as well just give up.

pat!

Just as he finished speaking, a stick unexpectedly fell to the ground.

Signing King!

He had heard from his master that once this lot came out, whatever he wished for would be granted, and the meaning was extremely auspicious. There was no specific interpretation, it just indicated that everything would go smoothly.

Lu Ming was surprised and delighted. She immediately hugged the King of Fortune tightly in her arms, turned around and walked out the door, and hurried to interpret the fortune.

After taking just a few steps, before Nanny Zhang could remind him, Lu Ming cried out and fell into the arms of the person behind him.

The man was tall and thin, and someone suddenly bumped into his arms, which caught him off guard for a moment, but he still gave a steady hand with great grace, holding the girl's slender arm with his big hand to help her stand firm.

Lu Ming only felt that he was being embraced by a tall black figure. He suddenly smelled a strong and slightly bitter smell of medicine and felt the man's cold and strong palm.

The man whispered "be careful" in a low and hoarse voice. After she stood firm, he quickly let go of her hand, but he seemed to be unable to do so and his body swayed slightly.

Lu Ming's heart tightened, and she felt an inexplicable chill emanating from that person. Even the hand that had just held her was cold.

It only happened in a brief moment, and the two quickly separated. Lu Ming turned around and wanted to say sorry to him, but he didn't even have time.

The man had already walked into a door covered with a curtain on the side of the house with his servants, and she only had time to see his tall and thin back.

Fu Bao's surprised voice came, "It's the eldest prince."

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, and sighed in his heart: "Although he is thin, he is very strong and kind."

Fubao:......

Just because I helped you, you can see that I have love?

I'm afraid you're attracted to her face!

The most common thing people say about the eldest prince is that he is "a man of extraordinary talent, and God is jealous of his talent."

Ever since the eldest prince contracted a strange disease, his health has been getting worse in recent years, and it's getting worse every year, which is really regrettable.

Mu Hongze started writing poems at the age of seven and participated in government affairs at the age of ten. He showed an amazing talent for governing the country and was also exposed to the art of emperors. At that time, he was only one step away from the position of crown prince. If he had not suffered from this strange disease, the position of heir would have been out of his reach.

Lu Ming's father, Prime Minister Li, admired the eldest prince's talent very much and once felt very sorry for him.

Luming: ...

What a pity, she is still a sick beauty.

The young monk said nothing to the people who came in. He just looked at Luming quietly and called softly, "Donor?"

Lu Ming withdrew his gaze, nodded and said goodbye, then left with the fortune stick in his arms. Even the fortune stick that he had just drawn was not attractive anymore.

After Lu Ming went out, he stayed directly at Huangjue Temple.

Deep in the palace, there was a solemn atmosphere.

The palace maids bowed their heads and held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

Today during the day, after the eldest prince returned from Huangjue Temple, he suddenly began to cough up blood and could not stop it. Not long after, he fell into a coma.