It's hard to find someone qaq

The next morning, Wen Yu looked unrequitedly at the girls who came to help him get up... Wait, why did the group of teenagers suddenly come to wake him up! ?

The leading boy had an impeccable face, and his gestures of saluting were elegant and distant, far less warm and cordial than the young girl from yesterday.

Wen Yu, who was obsessed with youthful beauty, was soon stimulated by his indifferent eyes to regain her senses.

The young man came forward, and while dressing him, he said, "The archbishop has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Oh." Wen Yu replied uninterestedly, but she was thinking in her heart that the general meaning of this sentence is that the archbishop has been waiting for you for a long time, you should have a bit of B in your heart, and don't waste the archbishop's precious food by eating breakfast ignorantly. It's time.

However, Wen Yu, who aspired to be a rice worm, still finished her breakfast slowly under the unfriendly eyes of the young man.

No way, the food here is so delicious, the key is that there are many things he has never seen before.

Never let go of any chance to eat, this is the last stubbornness of being a foodie.

After breakfast, Wen Yu followed the young man and got into a strangely shaped car. Only then did he realize how big this so-called royal courtyard is.

When the car stopped, Wen Yu was still immersed in the beautiful scenery she saw along the way.

Standing outside the solemn and solemn building, Wen Yu thought to herself, the church is the real boss in this world, right?

So is he going to meet the legendary supreme *leader* now?

Various conspiracy theories swirled in Wen Yu's mind, but he unconsciously followed the young man to the lobby.

As soon as she entered the lobby, Wen Yu was stunned.

A towering tree with a height of tens of meters stands in the center of the lobby as a pillar, with flourishing branches and leaves extending to every corner, and lush green leaves swaying vigorously.

"Welcome to the Holy Land."

Wen Yu came back to her senses and looked at the owner of the voice.

The man in front of him was wearing a very elegant white robe, with golden tassels hanging from his shoulders, his long black hair reaching to his waist, his temperament was like bamboo, and he was as warm as jade.

Seeing Wen Yu looking over, the man said, "You are Wen Yu?"

"you are?"

"My name is Nan Yu." After a pause, the man smiled and said, "That's what they call the Archbishop."

Wen Yu looked at Nan Yu in surprise. It was unscientific that the legendary archbishop was so young.

Nan Yu didn't care about his eyes, and said with a smile: "Wen Sheng's attitude was not good when I brought you here, right?"

Wen Yu thought for a while, Wen Sheng was probably the boy who brought him here, and he said, "It's not bad, he's smiling."

"Hahaha, you are interesting." Nan Yu smiled for a while before saying: "Wen Sheng and the others have been trained as marriage partners of this generation since they were young, and now they have been replaced by you. It is normal to have a bad attitude. I will replace him my apologies."

Wen Yu once again expressed her admiration for this world. These days, it is really amazing to find a partner for flowers and plants, and to train them and compete for jobs.

"Are you thinking, since there is a candidate, why choose you to marry?"

Nan Yu stretched out his hand, took Wen Yu's wrist, and pressed his hand against the tree trunk: "Do you feel it?"

Wen Yu's palm was pressed against the rough tree trunk, and the damp and cold feeling made him move his fingers uncomfortably.

Hearing this, he said, "What do you feel?"

"The voice of the holy tree."

Wen Yu was shocked, what the hell?Holy tree?

No wonder this place is called Holy Land.

But the painting style of this holy tree is not quite right. This kind of holy existence whose B level is so high should not be at the edge of the misty water. Is it hallucinatory?

Why is this kind of existence that is related to the life and death of the entire race so hasty here?

And are you sure you are not descendants of the elves?Being close to nature, you can still hear the voice of the holy tree. The more you look at it, the more it looks like the setting of an elf. Hey!

"It doesn't matter if you can't hear it now, since the holy tree chose you, it must have its intentions."

Hearing this, Wen Yu suddenly felt a little guilty. It's over, he, a substitute marriage, won't be found out to be a fake by the holy tree that is said to have its own recognition function, right?

He hurriedly withdrew his hand, but he didn't notice that the moment he withdrew his hand, a touch of warmth flashed across his palm.

Nan Yu watched his movements, and smiled indifferently: "You must have met His Highness, right?"

"Your Highness?" Wen Yu suddenly came to his senses, and he said, "Sorry, my fiancé... Where is the grass?"

"Your Highness has already been delivered to your room by the palace servants. I heard from them that you played with His Highness yesterday and His Highness was very happy."

Wen Yu: "Probably."

If you are talking about the immature vine in my room that is about to die when pinched, then I don't know how you can tell that it is very happy.

"Since His Highness likes you very much, I won't keep you here."

Just like that, Wen Yu was dizzy and was sent back to the room by the archbishop. He called it to cultivate a relationship with His Highness.

After poking at the top of the vine, Wen Yu wondered, "No wonder they were so solemn yesterday, so you are my marriage 'object'?"

"However, are you really grown from a seed that falls every hundred years? Why do you look a little malnourished?"

As Wen Yu said, she stood up, poured a glass of water, gently brushed it with her hand, and sprinkled it on the leaves: "Would drinking more water make it grow faster?"

"Do you want to bask in the sun?"

Putting the flower pot on the windowsill, Wen Yu sat by the window, the sun shone on the tender green leaves, and crystal water droplets rolled from the leaves, making a small vine look lovely and gratifying.

Wen Yu yawned, and gradually closed her eyes.

The room was completely silent, except for the rhythmic ticking of the pendulum.

After a while, Wen Yu's breathing became heavier.

The small vines under the sun seemed to have life, and the water drops on the leaves were arranged, and the tops were raised, and the wall that Wen Yu's head was touching was covered with green branches and leaves in a short while.

After making sure that Wen Yu was no longer against the cold wall but the lush branches and leaves, the tiny vines circled in front of Wen Yu, first lightly tapped the tip of his nose, and saw that he just wrinkled his nose and did not wake up. come over.The vine jumped, and the branches elongated instantly, touching Wen Yu's face, and the top accidentally brushed Wen Yu's lips. After a second pause, all the branches retracted quickly.

In the next second, as if he had come to his senses, he stopped at the place where Wen Yu was lying on his pillow.

The whole grass shook for a long time before carefully stretching out again, as if to completely draw Wen Yu within his own range, the vines ran along Wen Yu's ankles, around his slender waist, and wrapped around his wrists.

In the end, he leaned against his chest obediently and did not move.

The author has something to say: ah, a guest suddenly came to the house, it's a bit late today, sorry.

The next chapter will meet Gongshou, and the ten chapters will end~~~

Write all kinds of brain supplements at the end of this chapter