"Um--?"

"December thirteenth, ten days later," Fakong shook his head: "No, the weather is too unlucky."

Leng Feiqiong let out a chuckle.

Fakong said: "It seems that Sect Leader Leng thinks I am faking it."

"Master, can you really tell what the weather will be like in ten days?"

Fakong nodded: "On December 13th, dark clouds cover the sky, the wind howls, and the colors of the sky and the earth change."

Leng Feiqiong sneered.

Fakong said: "If Master Leng doesn't believe in evil, then let's give it a try."

"...When will the weather be good?" Leng Feiqiong hummed.

Fa Kong smiled and said nothing.

Leng Feiqiong stared at him with clear eyes.

Fakong looked at her with a smile.

Xu Qingluo secretly felt the confrontation between the two and secretly admired her. It can be said that her master knows the way of advance and retreat. The so-called soldier is the method of advance and retreat. One advance and one retreat, one advance and another retreat. It is really powerful.

Leng Feiqiong suddenly stretched out her hand. When Xu Qingluo was secretly awe-inspiring and her whole body tensed up, her green and white hand gently lifted the white gauze of the power hat.

The white gauze fell over the power hat, revealing a beautiful face that was both happy and angry, as white as jade.

Her face seemed to be carved from mutton-fat white jade, and its beauty was no less beautiful than that of Ning Zhenzhen and Li Ying. Her dark eyebrows were shrouded in a hint of melancholy and coldness, repelling people thousands of miles away.

Fakong sighed: "Master Leng is really a good man."

"You can just say it." Leng Feiqiong said coldly.

Fakong said: "If Master Leng wants to have bright sunshine, December 11th is the best, or December 15th, the latter is more suitable. It is the most beautiful weather."

"December 15th." Leng Feiqiong nodded lightly: "Fakong, if you make a mistake, you should know the consequences."

Fakong said: "If it were something else, I might have made a mistake, but this kind of heavenly matter cannot be wrong."

"I hope so." Leng Feiqiong hummed, "Farewell."

The emptiness of the Dharma combines with the tithe.

Leng Feiqiong put down the white gauze, covered her beautiful face again, turned around and left lightly.

Two maids followed closely behind.

Xu Qingluo's eyes followed them away.

Fa Kong breathed a sigh of relief.

This future imperial concubine is really not an easy person to deal with. Fortunately, she has some scruples and finally has some leeway.

Xu Qingluo looked at Fakong: "Master..."

Fa Kong waved his hand.

Xu Qingluo stopped abruptly and did not speak.

After a moment, Fakong nodded lightly: "It's okay to say it."

Xu Qingluo glanced around and looked at him in confusion.

Fakong hummed: "There are masters secretly protecting you, don't you feel it?"

Xu Qingluo frowned.

My inner eyes covered the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, and I didn't notice any outsiders.

Fakong said: "Think carefully, what is the problem?"
Chapter completed!