The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

Feng Chen's words sounded like a compliment, but they carried a hint of deep meaning.

Chi Moran was also very curious about Huo Liruo, and couldn't figure out how a person could be promoted from Lingshuai to Lingzong in less than two years.

This kind of span is unique not only in the Imperial Court, but also in the Holy Court. It is even a bit more monstrous than Feng Chen's superficial appearance.

Of course, the aptitude tested by Huo Liruo in the Imperial Court is very good, and the three are excellent, but such a speed of cultivation makes Chi Moran always feel that something is wrong.

Yu Qingqian also saw that there was something wrong with Huo Liruo, but she couldn't tell what the problem was, after all, she dared to conclude that whether it was the human breath or the soul breath, Huo Liruo was still the one who was in the Royal Academy together.

As for the sudden surge in cultivation, Yu Qingqian guessed that Huo Li either encountered some great opportunity or experienced some major change.

Huo Liruo laughed out loud when he heard Feng Chen praise him: "This is really worth celebrating, we won't go home today if we don't get drunk."

"Don't you want to go shopping at the night market? Save it for the next time if you don't get drunk or go home." Yu Qing rolled his eyes at him.

Huo Liruo had a pampering expression on his face, and said with a smile: "Okay, everything is up to you."

Yu Qingqian smiled slightly, didn't answer, picked up the jug and poured a glass, then exchanged a tacit look with Feng Chen, there was something wrong with Huo Liruo.

Huo Liruo lowered his eyes when he saw the two people in tacit understanding, playing with the wine glass in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

After dinner, night has fallen, and the streets are brightly lit and very lively.

The four of them walked along the main street, and after walking for about a quarter of an hour, they arrived at Fangshi at night.

At this time, the market is full of stalls, people come and go, and the sound of selling can be heard from time to time, it is very lively.

The four of them walked into the night market and met several waves of disciples from the Holy Court and the Imperial Court, but they all only said hello and did not go shopping together.

Yu Qingqian likes to be lively, and she likes this kind of market very much, which reminds her of the Taobao Street in front of the university before the end of the world, which has a kind of intimacy.

She walked ahead and looked around, and when she encountered beautiful things, she couldn't help but buy them with itchy hands.

The three of Feng Chen didn't really like to join in the fun, they just followed behind and occasionally took a look.

Huo Liruo walked beside Feng Chen, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Fake Xian'er, you said that if Qingqian left for a while and then came back, would her friendship for you still be so deep? "

Feng Chen frowned, and his voice was somewhat cold, "What's your purpose?"

"I just want to ask you one question, do you have confidence in her?" Huo Liruo avoided answering, but asked instead.

Feng Chen's cold brows and eyes were stained with a soft color, "Of course I believe her."

Then he changed the subject and sighed: "Are you sure you still want to follow the path of Emperor Wenhuo?"

"Whatever you think." Huo Liruo pursed his lips, paused, then moved closer and said, "Fake fairy, how about we make a bet?"

"Not much, I'm not interested." Feng Chen replied indifferently.

Huo Liruo did not give up, and continued: "In half a year, if Yu Qingqian's affection for you remains unwavering, then I will lose. If she suddenly falls in love with me, then how about you quit?"

This statement carries confidence and wanton publicity, but also implies provocation.

Feng Chen laughed softly: "I won't bet on Qianqian, you think too much."

Although he was smiling, but with endless coldness, Huo Liruo had already stepped on his bottom line.