Chapter 91 Leek Dumplings

Gu Li, Su Rou's younger brother, had an IQ of 379 at the age of nine. When he was 12 years old, he began to study artificial intelligence. Of course, no one knows this secret except Su Rou. Although his IQ is as high as 379, which is enough to convince the talents of the whole world, Gu Li is only immersed in his own world. Autistic and perverse.

Su Rou never thought that her conceited and proud brother would put down all her dignity in order to save her bankrupt company. Then there was a large group of bloody flowers blooming on the cement floor to bid farewell to the whole world with unprecedented determination.

"Gu Li... has indeed studied artificial intelligence." Ling Yue said in a low voice.

"This world was created by Gu Li." Su Rou said, "You can't say that. To be precise, he used artificial intelligence to combine the existing history with stories created by emptiness to form the world. Although he jumped off a building and committed suicide at that time, he sent his soul to the world through artificial intelligence. General Feiyu of Cangguo, this is the role he set for himself, but who would have thought that soon, you also fell from that building and made a mistake in the world. According to the original storyline, the Cang Congress will unify the world, and his General Feiyu will also ascend the throne. However, all this was set on the premise that Su Rou did not travel through. Due to unexpected accidents, the whole program started self-healing, which led to today's situation.

Su Rou paused and then said, "You also know about Suhe Villa, according to Elizabeth. Byles is based on the model. Gu Li has always been interested in vampires, hasn't he?

"Why, you won't be old?"

"My body is no longer limited by this time and space. In other words, I am not old and immortal." Su Rou put the teacup on the table, stood up and walked to Ling Yue, "However, if Xia Wuchen doesn't kill you in the future, I will die. And you are about to stand opposite to your favorite brother Gu Li. Are you really willing to become like that?

"Why are you on the opposite side?"

"According to the end of the story, he will become the emperor of the country and rule the world, and you love Xia Wuchen. Do you have the heart to watch your brother destroy your husband's country? Or will your husband destroy your brother's country?" Su Rou said, "Actually, this situation is already the simplest, but you will encounter many choices that are worse than life and death within the years."

Three years? Jiang Mozhu said that I still have three years to go.

"Yes, Emperor Xia will be killed within a year. After Xia Wuchen succeeds to the throne, you will be canonized as the imperial concubine, but don't forget that the seed you planted in the heart of King Kang has become the originator of everything. For you, King Kang will force the palace. Similarly, you are too smart to master the power of the whole Xia Kingdom in just two years. How can Xia Wuchen not hate you? But if you do nothing, it will make your life worse than death, and your bones will be full of desire for wealth.

"What's the use of telling me this?" Ling Yue frowned coldly and said coldly, "Even if you are me, what does that mean? Since I stand here, I am me."

"I'm just reminding you." Su Rou said, "Well, you stay here for a while, and someone will naturally send you back later."

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Ling Yue opened her eyes slightly and saw Liu Ye looking at herself worriedly.

"Where am I?" Rubbed the painful forehead and leaned against **.

"Inn, a carriage brought you back yesterday."

"The carriage?" Ling Yue rubbed her forehead and came back. She didn't make any impression at all. "What about Wuchen?"

"Your Highness came back this morning."

"This morning? So he stayed there all night. Ling Yue got up, but as soon as her feet hit the ground, she felt soft all over and fell into the arms of the night.

"I'll call the seventh highness." Holding Ling Yue to lie back ** again, Liu Ye suddenly turned his head and said, "I see myself."

"Ye." Ling Yue's eyes flashed and said slowly, "I know, he looks exactly like you, right?"

Liu Ye nodded: "You know."

"Ye, I know." Ling Yue was tangled and looked at the paper window, "Lyu Ye, he just looks exactly like you, but he is not you."

"But... his martial arts skills are exactly the same as mine, and even more than me."

"Yes, that's a matter of course."

"Can't you tell me the truth?"

Ling Yue took a deep breath: "He is you."

"Hm?"

"I don't know if you can understand this. Just think so. Three years later, you suddenly appeared in front of you."

Liu Ye thought sideways: "You mean that's me in the future?"

"Yes."

"Oh, I see. No wonder his martial arts skills are exactly the same as mine. Grandpa Hai said that he had once had a fight with a monster in Shuiju Cloud City, so that the monster was him.

"You are very smart, and you will understand as soon as you think about it."

"Ah, but it's still incredible. Why did I suddenly appear three years later?" Liu Ye turned his head sideways and looked puzzled, "You said that if he kills me now, then I won't exist three years later. Since it doesn't exist, how can he appear in front of me in this time and space?"

Ling Yue's face is a little convulsed: "Lu Ye, your problem is a little twitchy."

"Hm?"

Ling Yue hid her face and sighed: "This paradox can't be too serious. You will get depression."

"What is depression?"

"Uh... depression is, well, this problem is also underpone. By the way, what about the prince?" Ling Yue asked, "Have you played anything to cry and hang yourself?"

"No, he is eating dumplings downstairs, eating a plate of pork and a plate of leeks, and now he is eating cabbage."

"Is your appetite so good? Pig? Ling Yue thought for a moment and nodded and said, "It seems that this makes sense to turn grief and anger into appetite. Liuye, I'm hungry. Help me make dumplings and leeks.

After a cup of tea, when Liuye brought the leek dumplings to Ling Yue, she finally understood that Xia Yan did not turn grief and indignation into appetite: "Liye, I said seriously, you didn't steal it."

Liu Ye said seriously, "No."

"There are only three dumplings on a plate?"

"Ye, three." Liu Ye said, "The owner of this inn said that it's not good to eat too much, so there are only three dumplings per plate."

"How much is a plate?" Ling Yue picked up one and put it in her mouth. "It tastes good."

"A penny."

"A penny, ah, the price is fair." Ling Yue picked up another one and put it in her mouth, "Huh? No, it tastes a little too good. Liu Ye, haven't you eaten it?"

"I don't like dumplings."

Ling Yue broke the dumpling skin: "This leek stuffing is used to remove the head and tail. The dough of this dumpling is also made of fine powder that has been ground five times, and the shrimp skin in it should be a small shrimp that has been born in April. Even the use of oil is extremely exquisite tea oil. Such dumplings are only sold for a penny, which is simply a joke. Even if you sell a piece of silver, it's not too much.

"Listen to you, I simply think it's you who made dumplings."

"I can only eat and can't do it."

"I'll go to the kitchen." Liu Ye turned around and left, but ate the last dumpling on the plate before leaving.

In the kitchen, a handsome man in a purple robe frowned, looked at a ball of flour on the table with a sad face and muttered, "Why is the flour white?"

"Chu Xuan, don't be daze." A clerk who was cutting vegetables reached out and grabbed the dough, put it on the chopping board and fell down. "No matter how you look at it, the dough will not bloom."

"Flowering? Fool, how can this dough bloom? I'm just thinking about why it's white?

"Is't this flour all white?" The dough-grumpled man said depressedly.

"Why is the flour white?"

"Why are you so many? Let me say that a rich man like you is full and has nothing to do all day long. He comes to this small shop to cook.

"What's wrong with being a cook?" Chu Xuan put his hands on his shoulders, walked to a piece of pork, stretched out his white and slender index finger and pressed it on the pork. "This meat has been filled with water and replaced." Then he walked to a few cabbages and stared at them carefully. Finally, they thought that the cabbage was too long and picked up the kitchen knife on the table. After cutting the cabbages that no one had provoked anyone, he nodded with satisfaction and turned to the man and said, "Take this cabbage to feed the pig."

Then leave a few guys a handsome back. In fact, the guy really wants to say that pigs don't eat cabbage.