Chapter 880 (1/2)

Scared away Shulv, Jiang Lin continued to walk to Xiaohei's courtyard.

However, after such an episode as book green, Jiang Lin, who had just experienced a beautiful night last night, suddenly felt unhappy

Yeah.

Now, even if they are not on the road, I'm afraid they are going to start.

On the day of their marriage, they will come.

What should I do then?

How can we avoid being hacked to death by a knife?

And read

No, it's foam.

But anyway, she is always her own dream

Don't you think you'll make a big fuss about your wedding then?

wait!

Thinking that Niannian is likely to make trouble for his wedding, Jiang Lin is not sleepy at once!

If foam really makes a big fuss at the wedding, it will make the wedding impossible.

Isn't that better?

If the wedding can't go on, qin'er and Xiang'er don't have the status of husband and wife. After all, the skirt cutting ceremony is only a custom of Qingyue mountain. The real marriage depends on the chapel.

At that time, ”in case you recover your memory one day”, you should run away secretly. It should be all right

”Nothing, a hammer!”

Jiang Lin soon gave up this unrealistic idea in his heart.

For qin'er.

Although I cut my skirt with qin'er, I didn't have the reality of husband and wife.

So even if one day he ”recovered his memory” and ran back to the vast world, qin'er estimated that he would only stamp his feet with anger at most.

But it seems different.

I've eaten and wiped the elephant clean!

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Although Mo Li is a female, why can't a woman be a teacher? ”

The old man wants to talk and stop, stop and want to talk.

And Mo Li continued: ”for Mo Li, there is no need to grant it to the imperial family. What Mo Li learned in his heart is nothing more than 22 words.”

”What word?”

”Stand for heaven and earth,

Stand up for the people.

In order to continue his unique studies,

Open peace for all ages. ”

Mo Li whispered word by word, but it shocked people. All Confucian scholars were shocked in their hearts.

Even Jiang Lin was stunned on Jiuyi's thigh.

These twenty-two words were not taught by Jiang Lin, and Jiang Lin didn't mention them at all. This is Mo Li's understanding.

In other words, this is Mo Li's Confucianism and Taoism!

In the sky, the literary movement all over the sky could not be reserved under 22 words, and turned into an ink long dragon of literary movement, which fell from the sky and looked face to face with ink.

Slowly, Moli stretched out his hand, and the ink dragon turned into an ink dragon ball and fell on Moli's palm.

Then, in full view of the public, Mo Li bent down and stuffed it into Jiang Lin's arms.

”What are you doing?”

Jiang Lin, who woke up early, grabbed her tender wrist.