Crystal Palace Irregular Dispute Corporation

On the opening day of Zhongshan Temple, the prince took the whole family to congratulate him, even the pears.

Ao Ye cast a trick on Lizi, plus the dragon's blood he dripped on Lizi's forehead before, no matter who looks at Lizi now, he is a normal child, with big and bright eyes, but his skin is black and his head is smooth, just like a bowling ball. Also likes to bite.

Of course, as long as Lizi opens her mouth, the crown prince's sharp and ruthless gaze will sweep over, and no grass will grow wherever it passes.

Prince: I am a ruthless killer, gasoline flows through my veins.

Long's father was vicious, and Lizi was wronged with a flat mouth. There were delicious food everywhere, but Papa only gave him milk powder with clear soup.

Ao Ye didn't pay attention to Lizi at all. Demons feed on evil thoughts, but Lizi even eats people. Once Lizi bit him, of course he was beaten up.

Lizi's nature was really a headache for the prince, so he was very strict with him. Lizi was beaten almost every day. Zhou Feifei was so distressed, but he never intervened. When Papa Long had beaten him enough, he hugged Lizi to comfort him.

After being pounded by three meals a day and midnight snacks, the snack pears also know which are sweet and sweet, but human beings without much nutrition cannot eat them-of course, this is all in the future.

The pear sitting in the taxi now has not received many slaps on the buttocks, and is drooling at the driver. He wants to eat it, but he is too young to eat it, so he can only keep drooling.

After going out for a short while, Lou Jue changed Lizi into three bibs.

The prince scolded angrily: "This prodigal bastard, I should have let Xie Bi'an take it away if I knew it earlier."

Lou Jue: ...

Zhou Fei: ...

Driver: "...Xie Bi'an? This name is so familiar, I seem to have seen him only last month."

Zhou Feifei, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked him up and down and was surprised: "Yes, brother, you actually know Xie Bi'an. When did it happen, when your grandma died or when your mother died?"

Driver: "Your mother just died!"

The driver drove them out of the car and left angrily, spraying exhaust fumes all over them.

The crown prince despised: "Zhou Feifei, are you stupid?"

"I was unintentional." Zhou Fei finally came to his senses. Xie Bi'an is Bai Wuchang's name. He has not taken the usual path recently, and has started to think abnormally. When he hears Xie Bi'an, he thinks of Bai Wuchang, but the driver is an ordinary person. .

He was kicked out of the car, and it was not wronged at all.

"What a stupid son." Lou Jue patted Zhou Feifei's head with his right hand. With a height of 1.8 meters, he could easily bully Zhou Fei by [-].

"Nurse, please remember your identity." The crown prince opened his hand and protected his silly son behind him.

"...Okay." Lou Jue said.

The place where the driver left them is not far from the Zhongshan Temple, and it takes only 10 minutes to walk there.

The Crystal Palace group dressed more cautiously than usual today, with suits and leather shoes, and an elite atmosphere, especially the prince, who wore a three-piece shirt, vest and suit. Although he is now a poor dragon with two oil bottles, he is good-looking. The features are clear and handsome, and the peach blossom eyes seem to be as deep as the sea. A suit of 200 yuan can wear the effect of Armani.

Of course, he was serious for less than three seconds, and every time he spoke, he showed the coquettish and wretched character of the Dragon Clan. The key is that he was not aware of it, and felt that he was full of domineering, forcing the king to come back to life.

"Fuck, that young lady looks really good-looking, but it's a pity that she's from a human race, so it's not suitable..."

"That looks good too, this one has long hair...cut, I hate long hair..." As he spoke, the crown prince cast a fierce glance at a certain nanny.

A nanny was holding a pear, and the pear was babbling, so excited that her blood-red eyes were running around: so much meat, so much meat, I want to...

Lou Jue hugged Li Zi tightly, and took out a piece of molar dog biscuit from his pocket to feed Li Zi.

The prince has been attracting bees and butterflies all the way, young and not young, attracting countless fans along the way, Lou Jue is very low-key wearing a mask.

Zhongshan Taoist temple is the leader in Tianjin. Even if it is the first time to come to Kyoto, it has a very wide circle of people. Whether it is believers or colleagues, Ruoda Taoist temple is full of people.

Ao Ye couldn't help thinking of the dismal business of Crystal Palace's commercial dispute company, and the world's number one handsome dragon expressed the pressure.

When the prince and his party walked into the Zhongshan Temple, Daoist Liu was so busy that he was dizzy. He didn't see them for a while, but a little Taoist grabbed the prince's arm.

The little Taoist shook his head and said: "My believer, I see that your eyes are dull and your seal is black. It's very bad, very bad!"

The prince: ...the wind is too strong, I can't hear clearly.

Zhou Fei also felt that there was something wrong with his ears: "... this Taoist priest, can you say it again?"

The little Taoist's eyes lit up, he pulled the prince to sit in front of the photo booth, held the prince's face in his hands, and began to study, "This believer, in fact, your face is rich and noble, and the purple air is like a dragon and phoenix among people, and there is no one in a million." However, your eyes are dull, and the couple's palace is full of peach blossoms. It turned out to be the fate of the ancient emperor's harem, but you were crushed to death by a flying cloud at the end of your eyes. Judging by the momentum of the flying cloud, it should be your wife. You are unwilling to resist, but you have the power If you don't catch it, you have no power to fight back, so you can only let it go to the fish."

The little Taoist sighed: "It's a pity (liao), it's a pity."

The prince pushed the little Taoist away, "You must be joking."

His majestic Dragon Prince can't hold back his future wife?He also has three wives and four concubines, singing every night, rounding up.

Zhou Fei grabbed the little Taoist priest, "Master Taoist, are you reading it wrong? My father is not an ordinary person..."

The little Taoist blinked his eyes, thinking that the believers have sons at such a young age?Moreover, the son is still this old?Isn't this real?

Speaking of which, he hasn't read the luck of the descendants of the believers yet.

Thinking of Xiaodao, he moved his gaze to the place under the crown prince's eyes, which was the position of the lying silkworm. "Believers, you lying silkworm is plump and round, and the luck of your children and grandchildren is very good. Of course, you still can't escape the fate of being oppressed by your spouse."

The prince got up and left, too lazy to listen to his nonsense.

But Zhou Fei grabbed him. Zhou Fei was definitely an atheist before, but now he has become a perverted feudal superstition. Seeing what the little Taoist said was categorical, Zhou Feifei held Dad Long back and asked the little Taoist to say a few more words. .

The little Taoist priest has just grown up and just entered university this year. He devoted himself to studying the art of physiognomy and worshiped Daoist Liu as his teacher. However, he is young and no one believes him. It was pure luck to catch the Crystal Palace group today.

At this moment, seeing that little brother Huang Mao believed his words, the little Taoist sat firmly on the chair, coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said in a fairy-tale manner: "Please write down your name, my Taoist priest!" Let's see if there is any solution."

Normally, the irritable prince would have beaten the little Taoist priest to the ground for his outrageous words, but today he was extremely angry and calmed down instead.

With his right leg resting on his left leg, the prince sat down dangling, took the pen on the table and swiped.

He wanted to see what nonsense this little Taoist could come up with.

Will he be crushed?

Ha ha.

The prince wrote his name, and when he was about to write the eight characters, the little Taoist shouted to stop.

"Wait, is that your name?"

"Correct."

"Forget it, you don't need to write horoscopes. Look at your name. Ao Yeyin stays up all night, and you are born with dark circles. Staying up late will hurt your liver. Whether you are active or passive, it will be very miserable when you hear it." The little Taoist shook his head and sighed. Said: "If you want to change your life, it's difficult..."

The little Taoist shook his head, squinted his eyes and glanced at the crown prince and Zhou Fei. It was so miserable. They should be willing to pay to change their fate, right?How much is the right price?

"Ha...ha...ha..." After Ao Ye laughed dryly three times, with a strong right hand, the pen snapped into two, and the ink spilled on the table.

The crown prince admits that his love is rather uneasy, first it is the princess of Luohe, and then it is Lou Jue, but what does this mean?

The setback is only temporary.

He was born to be a king, handsome and unrestrained, and he will eventually rule the Dragon Clan, with three wives and four concubines hugging left and right and singing every night.

What the hell is being suppressed? Could it be that as the Dragon Prince of the East China Sea, he can't be the Crown Princess?

Can't be a princess = I'm bullied = see people's faces = I can't marry three or four women as I want, and sleep with eight or nine young ladies.

Ao Ye stood up with a kind smile and clenched his fists. Did he kill the little Taoist priest and throw his body into the wilderness after the crowd dispersed?Or go straight to Bai Wuchang's back door, create an accident, and let Bai Wuchang take away the soul of the little Taoist now...

Ah, there are so many ways to kill the little Taoist priest, it's hard to choose.

Little Taoist: "..." The heater is clearly turned on in the Taoist temple, why do I feel cold.

Zhou Fei hugged Papa Long's waist, "Starting in ten years, the maximum penalty is death."

The crown prince grinned: "What is the law, let the pears eat it."

Lizi happily waved her little hand: "... babbling." Okay, Lizi can eat anything.

Just when the little Taoist priest's life was hanging by a thread, Daoist Liu saw the prince.

Liu Daochang warmly gave the prince a hug, "This is not fellow Daoist Ye. You are dressed in a suit like an office worker. I didn't recognize it unless I looked carefully."

Since Aunt Xu's old mother woke up, Aunt Xu never went to the temple again. Today, when the Zhongshan Road opened, Aunt Xu brought the old lady over in person, and the price was six figures.

Liu Daochang collected the money very comfortably.

The prince didn't want to hug the skinny old man, so he brushed Daoist Liu's hand, "Call me Mr. Ye." A poor CEO is also a CEO, and he should never be a Taoist priest who sounds feudal, superstitious and backward.

Liu Daochang laughed twice and didn't care.

Aunt Xu, who brought her old mother to offer incense, also saw a group of people from the Crystal Palace, and hurriedly helped the old lady come over, thanked her sincerely, and asked the prince where the Taoist temple is, and said that she must go to the incense stick tomorrow.

The crown prince gave Zhou Feifei a look, and Zhou Feifei quickly handed over the company's business card, "We are not allowed to do this at home, so we opened a company, and there is no place to offer incense. There is only one Guan Erye on the wall, and you can put it on a pillar Incense, a bit expensive, [-] per stick."

The prince said angrily: "Assistant Zhou, what are you talking about? Everything we do is to serve the people. Besides, didn't you receive a red envelope last time..."

"I want it." Before Aunt Xu could speak, the old lady said first: "I've heard what my aunt said, she is really ignorant, what can a small red envelope be worth, I will pack Erye Guan's incense for a month, If you need anything else, you can just say it, Mr. Ye."

The old lady who owns six houses is rich.

Zhou Fei's cardiac arrest: 30 a day, 90 days a month, isn't that [-]?But Papa Long didn't seem to like money that much, and he was very unhappy when he heard that he reported [-] sticks of incense...

The crown prince smiled affectionately, "Actually, I don't have any other needs, but the property management fee needs to be paid at the end of the month..."

The old lady waved her hand domineeringly: "I'll take care of it."

The prince: "You are the most beautiful old lady I have ever seen, bar none."