National teacher, he is arrogant again

Chapter 252 The Black History of Master Guoshi
Luo Wanqing waved her hand with a helpless expression on her face.

"Smelly girl, look, I let go, I let go!"

Adhering to the principle that good men don't fight women, Luo Shuai let go of his hand, took a big step back, and stared at her.

Only then did Jiu'er raise Guiya, let go of Luo Shuai's arm, and dragged Luo Wanqing to continue walking outside the gate.

"Hey, where are you big bags and small bags going?" Luo Shuai asked.

Jiu'er replied: "We're leaving, there's nothing to miss about this place."

Luo Shuai suddenly became anxious, came up and grabbed Luo Wanqing's sleeve, and said eagerly: "You can't go out! Ugly woman, you will die! At Luo's house, Luo Xiaoxiao and Mrs. Wang will restrain themselves a bit. If they go out, they Must kill you."

Luo Wan glanced at him in great surprise, she never expected that he, who has always been careless and careless, would always see the situation in front of him clearly and worry about her.

- His mother passed away when he was very young, these years must have been very hard, the mistress passed away, Mrs. Wang came to power, Mrs. Wang took control for eight years, and the emperor's younger sister married in again.

Luo Feng is promiscuous, and there are countless women. I don't know how he will feel every time he sees a newcomer in the mansion...

"It's okay, don't worry, my life is on the line! This time, they are the ones who are complaining!" Luo Wan narrowed her eyes, and a noble and glamorous smile appeared on her lips.

"That's right, don't worry! You have to trust Miss!" Jiu'er waved her small fist vigorously.

Luo Shuai stayed where he was, watching them go away.

Outside the door, Xue Wuyi's carriage was parked quietly, and people around were constantly watching furtively.

Beihou Mansion is located on Zhuque Street, there is no commoner around, this street is full of ministers of the first rank, second rank, and third rank.

They sent their maidservants one after another to find out the news. When the servant girls saw the snowflake pattern on the carriage, their expressions changed, and they quickly slipped back to report to their master.

"How? Whose carriage is that?"

In a secluded study room in Nanhou Mansion, Murong Feng questioned the servant who had returned.

"Master, it belongs to Master Guoshi!"

"Can you see clearly?"

"There is no mistake, the driver in front of the carriage is the cold guard!"

Murong Feng's face turned pale immediately, and he lowered his eyes and sighed: "The news is indeed true. Although I don't know who released it, it can be regarded as a great help to me..."

The boy hurriedly lowered his head, he was not able to answer this level of conversation, he could only shrink his body as much as possible, wishing to turn himself into a transparent person.

Aunt Liu, who was sitting on the side, stood up gracefully, and asked with a smile, "Master, what do you say?"

"How to say? Although the court is clearly divided into three forces, Yu Shuli is one, the national teacher is one, and the old-school courtiers are one, but Yu Shuli is just a commoner with some ability. They are all old foxes, they are still in a group today, but they will turn against each other tomorrow, and the princes everyone supports are different, so it is difficult to unite... At this time, the attitude of the national teacher is extremely important, but he has always acted without scruple. Don't give anyone face, have disputes with everyone... But this time, he actually moved closer to that old fox Luo Feng, the situation of the court is becoming more and more unclear."

The more he talked, the more he had a headache, the more he broke out in cold sweat, and his eyes were filled with fear.

Aunt Liu became even more curious, and said with a smile: "He only stayed in Liangguo for three years, half of the time he was sick, and his foundation is so shallow, what is there to be afraid of?"

(End of this chapter)