Mrs. General can't be messed with

Chapter 8
Master, do you know that I have time-traveled?

Master, do you know that after I travel through time, will you look for me everywhere?
Master, if you suffer from insomnia again in the future, who will go to the field to pick asparagus for you?

Murong Xing heard from his master that the only time he went out down the mountain was when he picked up the young girl
master!

"Xing'er, what are you doing, didn't you ask you to draw a picture today? Why are you peeking at the book of war here again?" A voice of scolding, the silver-haired old man with a serious face, stood majestically at the door, glaring.

"Master, can I not draw today?" She held "Sun Tzu's Art of War" in her hand and looked at the old master with aggrieved eyes.

It was obvious that Murong Xing's little poor girl didn't work against such a strict teacher.

"Okay, it's okay if you don't want to draw. Go and write a piece of Xiao Le's "Pinghu Qiuyue" that I taught you. If you miss a note, you will start from the beginning. Don't try to deceive the master. The master will hear Xiao Yue in this house. Happy." The master deliberately glared at her from embarrassment, turned and left.

"Yes, master!" Murong Xing pouted, walked to the bookshelf with a face of reluctance, and took out the jade flute from the box.

The whole body of the jasper flute is emerald green, bright in color, very beautiful, there are tassels hanging on the Xiao, but this tassel does not match the jasper flute at all

"Master, Xing'er misses your punishment." Murong Xing sighed and said out the thoughts in his heart without violating discipline, completely forgetting about the maid beside him.

"Princess, what are you talking about, are you very troubled?" Xiaorou looked at the princess in a trance, sighed, and asked in puzzlement.

Murong Xing raised her head and glanced at Xiaorou, put away her melancholy and longing, pointed her fingers around, and asked doubtfully: "Xiaorou, why is the Lenggong so big, isn't the Lenggong on TV a house? "

"Princess, what is your TV?" Xiaorou squatted in front of her, staring at the princess. She felt that the princess had changed a lot after she fell, and she would always say some strange things, which were all heard by her and the empress I don't understand.

"No, it's nothing, you can answer my question first!" Murong Xing smiled slightly, said a word, and looked at Xiaorou with a frown: Tell you, can you understand?Generation gap!

Ancient and modern generation gap
"Princess, it's actually a special favor of the Queen Mother to be able to live in such a house, or it may not be the same as other concubines in the cold palace, living in a house and being sad all day long." Xiaorou said these things, feeling full of emotion for a moment , I am also very grateful to the empress dowager, if there is no empress dowager, there will be no leisure time for them.

What Murong Xing heard the most after coming here for a few days was the goodness of the Empress Dowager De, so what about the emperor of this place?

Anyway, in Murong Xing's heart, he has never admitted that the emperor is the father of this body. Of course, she is the owner of this body now.

She hates ruthless men, just like she hates the 21st century, and she abandoned her parents since she was a child.

In fact, think about it, her fate is similar to this body, they are all abandoned, but she is better, Er Niang did not abandon this body.

Ha ha!

"Hasn't the emperor visited my Erniang for more than ten years?" Although Murong Xing was unwilling to admit the emperor, she knew that Erniang still had feelings for the emperor.

She looked at Xiaorou blankly, before she could answer, she continued to ask: "Didn't you say that the emperor loved my mother-in-law very much before?" From the blankness just now to the anger now.

(End of this chapter)