But after a moment of surprise, she finally gave up the idea.

Because Mo Xuanchen's eyes flickered, he himself was guessing the answer.

"The name is just a code name. You can call Mo Xuanchen, or I can call it!! Similarly, others can call Ling Luoyu, why can't I?!"

Wrestling slightly, she broke free of Mo Xuanchen's hand, and gave the answer noncommittal.

Looking at her back, Mo Xuanchen's hands clenched into fists.

"Luo Xuan??!"

If you take it apart, Luo is Ling Luoyu's Luo, and Xuan is Mo Xuanchen's Xuan.

It is definitely not accidental that a stranger called such a name and appeared in his life.

Because in the sense of coincidence, the chance of this happening is extremely small.

"Luo Xuan, Luo Xuan...what are you hiding from me?"

At the front entrance of the Temple of Heaven, Madam Yu walked leisurely from the beast martial arts, the tulle was flowing, perfectly outlined the enchanting figure.

The surrounding attendants dropped their heads, not daring to take another look.

I can only imagine her beauty with the sweet fragrance wafting from her.

Inside the palace gate, Ling Luoyu stood with his hands in his hands, the corners of his lips raised, and a gentle smile: "Mrs. Yu!!"

Except for her, everyone else bowed to the ground, bowing respectfully, pious and humble.

Lop and the others knelt there, looking calmly from the corner of their eyes, and then looked at each other a few times, and their eyes were full of gloat.

Just as she dared Madam Yu to be so rude and arrogant, Madam Yu could take care of her and teach her.

On the contrary, Madam Yu was not angry.

She looked at Ling Luoyu up and down playfully, with a smile.

"you are??"

"Asan!"

"Asan?? It's really interesting!!"

Madame Yu's gaze passed over the crowd, and her arrogance suddenly rose.

"You all get up!!"

In comparison, Ling Luoyu is simply the orchid in the empty valley, quietly and elegantly exuding a distinctive aura, and is not on the same level as the people of these vulgar cities.

Lop and the others hurriedly spoke in unison, but looked at each other suspiciously, standing obediently on both sides, not daring to raise their heads.

Listening to the voice, it seemed that Madam Yu didn't mean to blame Ling Luoyu for being rude.

Mrs. Yu flicked her sleeves and walked to the Temple of Heaven: "Where is the young master?!"

"Madam Hui, the young master is out, not in the palace!"

"Going out?" Madam Yu suddenly turned her head and said: "Aren't you waiting close by? Why don't you follow?"

"Madam Hui, the subordinates are the people of the young master. The young master asks the subordinates to do what they do! The young master said that it is a great honor for the madam to come to our Temple Palace, but it is a pity that he has something to do. I can't greet you personally, so let me stay here and listen to your reprimand. After he comes back, I will pass it on to him intact!!"

"Haha...this kid is so sensible!!"

Mrs. Yu's sleeves covered her mouth, she smiled as the flowers tremble, but she looked at Ling Luoyu several times from the corner of her eyes.

"Asan... no wonder the young master is so blue-eyed for you, but he looks at you with a different eye, and he is really clever!"

"Madam is absurd, but... the subordinates don't know what you heard about me, and I also heard some rumors about you..."

Mrs. Yu paused her feet quietly, and looked sideways slowly: "What did you hear?"

Listening to the sound is not particularly friendly.

Ling Luoyu took out a small crystal bottle in a hurry.

"This is your perfume!!"