Li Qingyun asked: "Why don't you ask fellow Taoist Nangong, does she want to accept your high betrothal gift, or does she want to bring me some high dowry?"
When Wang Huan heard this, he turned around and looked at Nangong Wan expectantly: "Wan'er, tell this fellow Daoist Li quickly and don't let him harass you with these shameful words anymore."
"I know that you are very resistant to his words in your heart, but you don't want to hurt his face on the outside, so you have been trying hard to agree with him."
He looked at Nangong Wan excitedly, feeling as if he had found a confidant: "Wan'er, I often feel this way. I have always been humble and polite. I don't lose my temper with others casually. I am afraid of leaving others with the impression that I am
The image of a descendant of a saint who is extravagant, arrogant and domineering. Therefore, even if I meet someone I don't like, I have to stand still and talk to him, taking care of his emotions and not wanting to hurt him."
Nangong Wan looked at Wang Huan in confusion: "Fellow Wang Huan, you may have misunderstood. Maybe I also have this emotion of not wanting to make others lose face."
"But this [other person] must not be Fellow Taoist Li Qingyun."
Wang Huan froze on the spot, blinked his eyes, and asked doubtfully: "Isn't it Fellow Taoist Li Qingyun? Is it me?"
Nangong Wan was silent.
Wang Huan smiled and said, "I knew it wasn't me."
Nangong Wan looked directly at Wang Huan and affirmed: "It's you, fellow Taoist Wang Huan."
"What!"
Wang Huan's face suddenly turned pale, and he took a few steps back.
"How is this possible!"
"I am the direct great-grandson of the saint. I have been practicing since I was a child. I am the strongest talent in the Lieyang Region at every level. I am extremely talented. At the same time, I lead others with humility and courtesy. I strive to make everyone who meets me feel like a spring breeze."
"Others say I'm handsome. I don't know how many women in the Lieyang Region are willing to die for me. Moreover, my great-grandfather is willing to pay the highest betrothal gift and personally act as a matchmaker so that I can marry you..."
"Aren't these... good enough?"
Nangong Wan said: "Of course these are good."
"Then why are you unwilling?" Wang Huan didn't understand.
Nangong Wan said with a smile: "In the Lieyang Domain or the Chaos Star Domain, I often hear young monks discussing the amount of betrothal gifts and dowries. They envy some people for their large betrothal gifts and thick dowries, and complain about their small betrothal gifts and thin dowries.
Once they are married, they may even end up splitting because of the amount of spiritual stones in the betrothal gift and dowry."
Wang Huan said: "It is true."
Nangong Wan smiled and said: "In my opinion, this is the result of not loving deeply enough."
"Fellow Daoist Wang Huan, I know what you mean by wanting to marry me. My father is Nangong Ling. In the four major regions of Beiling, he is the person with the highest status besides the saint. You are only the great-grandson of the saint, not his own son, so you are
The highest status of a Taoist couple you can marry is the daughter of the most respected person under a saint like Master Nangong."
"And I happen to be very good-looking, so you decided to pursue me."
"I can see all of this clearly."
Wang Huan looked at Nangong Wan and wanted to say something to refute, but finally didn't.
Nangong Wan continued: "So I think you don't love me, you just think I am the best choice."
"So you may not know what it feels like to love someone."
Having said this, Nangong Wan turned around and looked at Li Qingyun.
"For example, my Taoist friend Li Qingyun and I want to marry him and become a Taoist couple with him. I don't consider how much dowry I need from him or what kind of life I can get with him."
"I've always been thinking about how to let him know my love for him, how to make him love me more, how to help him get over my father's ordeal, and let us get married smoothly."
"Therefore, the so-called bride price and dowry are not within my scope of consideration."
"Therefore, I would think that those monks and knights who had no contact with each other until old age because of the disputes over bride price and dowry would never meet their lovers at all."
"Of course, this is also related to the situation of our monks."
"All monks are working hard to practice. The pressure of practice is too great, and the spiritual stones required for practice are an extremely important expense, which many people cannot afford. Therefore, everyone should pay more attention to their own interests."
Speaking of this, Nangong Wan looked at Li Qingyun again and said affectionately: "But when true love comes, what does the benefit of some spiritual stones mean?"
"Back then, when he was in danger, I even stood in front of him."
As soon as he said this, Li Qingyun also thought of the scene in which Yang Hai Aoxue desperately tried to block him in the forbidden world of the Ghost Sea, and he couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart.
The atmosphere around him suddenly became ambiguous.
Li Qingyun and Nangong Wan both had pink bubbles in their eyes, which were extremely disgusting.
Wang Huan on the side saw this, and felt a throbbing pain in his heart. At the same time, he was burning with boundless jealousy, but his damn high quality always prevented him from stepping forward to duel with Li Qingyun. He even nodded to Li Qingyun. , showing an approving smile.
Four words were written on his entire face: I don’t care.
Li Qingyun was surprised when he saw such a relaxed look on Wang Huan's face. He thought to himself that this brother is really tolerant. He has been treated as such a tool and ignored like this, but he can still behave so calmly. He is worthy of being A high-quality nobleman with a humble temperament.
After the ambiguity between the two ended, Nangong Wan stepped forward and hugged Li Qingyun's arm, and said pitifully: "I will figure out a solution for the dowry, so don't reject me first, okay?"
Li Qingyun lowered his head and saw the shyness in the eyes of the iceberg beauty with such a coquettish expression. His heart suddenly felt very happy, and something called conquest slowly arose.
"Okay, let's keep the account and pay it back later."
"Okay, okay!" Nangong Wan immediately let go of Li Qingyun's arm, with a happy face.
Wang Huan on the side looked complicated when he saw this scene.
He has known Nangong Wan for at least a thousand years. During this thousand years, he did not know how many ways he tried to make this woman smile, but in a thousand years, Nangong Wan never smiled in front of him.
But recently, she always smiled in front of this man, and from time to time she relied on him to act coquettishly...
Is this still the iceberg goddess from before?
Suddenly, Nangong Wan's words flashed into his mind.
Could it be that...this is the power of love?
He just quietly watched the intimate conversation between Li Qingyun and Nangong Wan,
It took about a stick of incense.
He sighed, took out a jade slip from his arms, and handed it to Nangong Wan:
"Uncle said it's okay if you don't come back, but you must attend the conference held in Shenjiu City in two months."
Nangong Wan just wanted to refuse.
Li Qingyun snatched away the jade slip and said to Wang Huan: "Don't worry, we will definitely go."
"..."
Wang Huan looked at Li Qingyun with a complicated expression, turned and left.