Ye Luoli's Hades

"Ugh... you personally gave me the soul mark! Of course I did!" Wu Shen Ling rubbed his head aggrievedly and looked at her with some resentment.

"You're not the only one who has it, King Shiwang and the others also have it."

"Tch, who cares about this, I am the most important thing to you!" Martial God Ling pointed at himself.

Ming Ling was a little funny. Martial God Ling had always been the tenth level, and she thought she was the cutest one. He was so unreasonable when he and Shi Wang were trying to get to a higher level, even though no one would follow him.

Zhang Qingjue was a little embarrassed: "Have you just arrived here? Why not go to the palace to rest? Let me fulfill my friendship as a landlord."

"Your Majesty... the auspicious time is coming soon, Miss Liu is already waiting." The young man ran forward and whispered.

Ming Ling smiled and shook his head, and pulled Martial God Ling: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, we won't disturb you anymore, let's go first."

"Wait!" He grabbed her hand, he didn't dare to let her go, he didn't dare to let her leave again, he knew that he was so small, and once the other party left, he might never find her again.

"This is a gift in return for Yin Chen's broken promise. Let's go to the palace..."

Ming Ling was a little strange, why did she have to go to the palace?

Wu Shen Ling slapped his hand away: "Let me go! Don't you humans all pay attention to the three obediences and the four virtues? You already have a wife, don't touch other women's hands, especially my Lingling!"

Zhang Qingjue was a little irritable, but Ming Ling was still here: "The wedding will not be held. You go to the palace first. I have something to tell you!"

Ming Ling was silent for a moment and agreed. Zhang Qingjue was overjoyed and quickly turned around and jumped on his horse: "You go to the palace and wait for me. I will handle this wedding. Come and take the two distinguished guests to the palace!"

After Zhang Qingjue finished speaking, he rode away on his horse. The guards who had just been beaten by Martial God Ling looked at Martial God Ling with some fear. Unexpectedly, these two people were actually the prince's friends.

"Two...you two, please come this way."

Ming Ling was about to leave when he saw Martial God Ling looking to the side blankly, and then he couldn't help laughing: "Let's go buy it."

Wu Shen Ling nodded and quickly rushed into a pastry shop.

When he came out, he had an extra piece of mung bean cake in his hand, and the guards from the palace behind him had filled the box. The God of War Lingxuan took a look and thought it would be good to have someone with a bag.

"Lingling, try it. I heard Bafeng say you like this the most." Martial God Ling picked up a piece and ate it.

Ming Ling nodded: "You don't need the green tea I dried, otherwise I can make green tea cakes for you."

Martial God Ling's body stiffened: "It's better not to give it up..."

He hates bitter things the most. The green tea that Yin Chen brought back two years ago was said to have been dried by Ming Ling himself. Everyone in the tenth level brewed a pot of it with great interest, but in the end they all had expressions that were hard to explain...

He couldn't imagine what good pastries could be made from that bitter stuff! The person who does this in particular is still a ghost.

Ming Ling was a little strange: "Don't you like it?"

"I like it...I like it! It's just that it's too troublesome for you to make it, so let's do it! Let's let Bafeng do it! He looks like he's good at making pastries!" Martial God Ling said excitedly.

Ming Ling took a bite of the mung bean pastry and nodded: "I think Brother Zhen should be able to make it..."

Martial God Ling: "Ah? How can Brother Zhen be so rough?"

Ming Ling: "Aren't those chefs all fat because the food is so good?"