"Wisdom, wisdom, wisdom, barrier, reliance." dyed white face does not change color, and seriously translates this word with the king, "that is to say, you rely on wisdom and are happy like a child."

"That means I'm very smart and young like a child, isn't it?" the king suddenly realized.

Dyed white covered her lips with one hand and coughed. Her slender and beautiful fingers covered a smile rising from the corners of her lips.

"Oh." ranbai smiled, "dear king, you are so clever. That's what you mean."

Listening to ranbai's praise without hesitation, the king was very useful and thanked him modestly, "thank you for your praise."

"You're welcome." ran Bai's lips smiled solemnly, "king, you deserve this title very much."

Later, the king said to everyone, "I am mentally retarded."

The man looked confused and asked, "what is mental retardation?"

The king explained very seriously and complacently, "it depends on very smart, very smart wisdom."

Suddenly, the man praised and flattered and sighed, "king, you are really retarded."

The king nodded and looked happy, "you are also a mentally retarded."

The man rejoiced: "thank the king for his praise!"

So the word "mentally retarded" was spread, and everyone was proud to be praised as mentally retarded.

[hey, you know what? I'm mentally retarded!]

"By the way!" the king clapped his hands before he remembered his business and asked ranbai, "Dear witch, do you think what the two tailors said is true? Can you see that unique dress?"

Watching the king scratching his heart and liver, he was eager to get an answer.

Ranbai: I'm worried about your IQ.

"Liar." ran Baimei's eyes have a shallow smile, just like the spring breeze in March, gentle and quiet.

king:???

At first, I was a little confused to hear these two words.

"They are liars." ran Bai looked at the king subtly.

Once again she was worried about the king's sight.

"You mean, they're lying to me!" said the king, clapping his thigh and staring.

"Otherwise?" ran Bai asked, in a neutral tone, "what do you think it is?"

King: that's too much!

Dare to deceive the king of a country!

"But the prime minister and the bodyguard said they could see?"

"Didn't you also say it?" ran Bai answered indifferently.

The king was speechless.

Yes, he did.

Why?

For the vanity at the bottom of my heart.

"I see!" the king sneered and looked at the two tailors.

The two tailors felt a little bad, but they still forced to look at the king calmly, smiled proudly and gestured in the air, "Your Majesty, what do you think of this dress? We're almost halfway embroidered, but we still need some money..."

The king is so angry that he still wants to pit money in him??

"Come on! Take these two people down to me! You dare to deceive you. Your sin can't be forgiven!"

Successfully looked at the solution of the king's new dress story, dyed white, hooked the lips, and the cold fingertips turned a beautiful circle on the wand.

"Dear witch, thank you this time."

"Well, thank me indeed." ranbai nodded slightly.

King:... Is there something wrong with this routine.

"Then I'll find another box of beautiful jewelry for the respected witch. The respected witch is the most beautiful person in the world." the king said skillfully.