After being dressed as a little fat, he was taken away by the male protagonist

Chapter 493 Do You Recognize?

"Yes, Master National Teacher."

This maid is Xiao Hong who is serving by the Master of the State Teacher, right?
I don't know if she showed any flaws, it's too dangerous, she needs to calm down, and she can't lose the face of Master Guoshi.

The carriage slowly drove to the gate of the palace.

Because the old emperor came out of the palace to greet her, Wu Jingyi got off the carriage.

"National teacher, you are back, the country cannot be without a national teacher for a day!"

She agrees with this statement!

A country cannot be without a national teacher, especially a powerful national teacher!
"Ah."

Just after she finished replying, Wu Jingyi panicked for a while. Did she reply too casually?Do you want to say something more?
Squinting at the people around her, Wu Jingyi calmly withdrew her gaze, it turned out that she was too sensitive, so she could answer in this way.

The old emperor smiled kindly, stepped forward to hold her hand, and when the old wrinkled hand touched her, Wu Jingyi's goose bumps almost couldn't be restrained from popping out.

She forcibly suppressed the discomfort in her heart, withdrew her hands frequently, and changed the subject in an instant: "Your Majesty, I am late. This year, the great country is under your rule, and the country is prosperous and the people are safe, which is very good."

The old emperor didn't care about her breaking free, as if he had expected it long ago, he stood with his hands behind his back and said, "How can a national teacher travel around the world in my governance? The national teacher should have a good chat with me, except for the great country. There is no place with more beautiful scenery in the world.”

She said it, and then sent people to lead troops to attack?

Probably!

Wu Jingyi said calmly, "Let's talk while walking."

"Good! Good!"

……

When the two walked away, Shen Yanjin, who was dressed in a dark robe with wide sleeves among the clouds, lowered his eyes and asked a maid wearing a green maid uniform: "How is it?"

This maid is Xiaohong who opened the curtain of the carriage.

"My lord, isn't she really a national teacher?"

The aura and indistinct nobility are familiar with every gesture.

Even if it was a counterfeit ghost a year ago, she could recognize it at a glance, but this one in front of her, she really couldn't tell the real from the fake, everything was too similar, the details, movements, hobbies and habits were all exactly the same.

If the master hadn't said there was a problem, she might not have thought there was a problem.

Shen Yanjin: "You should ask her this question."

Xiaohong bit her lip and didn't ask any more questions. She wanted to ask, but no matter what kind of answer she was afraid of, a year ago, Xiaolu, who served with her as Master of the National Teacher, left forever because of her problem. out of this world.

She doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

"My lord, there is no problem."

After finishing speaking, Xiaohong lowered her head and said no more.

She didn't even dare to raise her head, because she vaguely knew that if she raised her head, she would definitely see the terrifying face of her master.

The sound of boots stepping on bluestone slabs sounded in the ears.

As the footsteps gradually faded away, Xiaohong suddenly raised her head, and then the lonely and lonely figure left the palace straight away.

"My lord..." Xiao Hong sighed deeply.

……

Shen Yanjin opened the door of the room, stepped in slowly, looked around, and finally settled on a certain drawer.

He walked over.

Bend down and open the drawer.

I saw a small bell with cracks lying in it.

"Xiao Lu."

With a low murmur, he took the little bell out of the drawer and put it in his pocket.

Afterwards, he stood upright, with his long and slightly curled eyelashes drooping slightly, casting a black shadow like a small fan onto his eyelids.

The sleeve robe fluttered, and more than a dozen small white paper figurines came out of it.

(End of this chapter)