Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

The man smiled and bowed his hands in salute.

"Cao Min Xianli, knocked on the emperor."

He nodded slightly, being gentle and polite, "Cao Min is a newly hired Guqin from the General's Mansion to guide the small princess to learn piano art."

"Yes?"

Yu Wenhong didn't believe it.

But everyone in the General's Mansion, even Xiang Zhong, nodded in agreement: "Return to the emperor, that's true."

This made Yu Wenhong a little annoyed, but he had to accept it.

But at the same time, there are some doubts.

I don't know why the name is, but he heard it inexplicably familiar.

Xian Li, Xian Li.

...Li Xian?

Yu Wenhong was taken aback by his own conjecture.

But he denied himself silently.

Impossible, Li Xian was dealt with by his dark guards with his own eyes, how can people come back to life after death.

Besides, these two people are very far apart, no matter their looks, or their height and body shape. At first glance, it seems that there is no trace of discomfort.

But in any case, he is always an unheard of mystery.

Can't be careless.

Thinking of this, Yu Wenhong's eyes moved slightly, but he smiled low and walked to the man.

He motioned him to get up, and asked with a smile, "Just now I heard the sound of Mr. Xian's piano, and found that your piano skill is extraordinary and you are definitely not a thing in the pool, but why have you never heard of your name?"

The man arched his hand and smiled slightly: "The grass miner has the training of his former teacher, and his talents must not be exposed, so he has always lived in seclusion."

As he said, Suddenly, Xiang Zhong glanced at him and continued, "This time I left the mountain because of the friendship between General Xiang and his first teacher, and I came to teach the little princess for some time."

"Yes, the emperor."

Xiang Zhong over there also echoed the Tao in time.

"……I see."

At this time, Yu Wenhong had nothing to say.

But just now, Xiang Qing's gaze facing Xian Li still made him feel like a thorn in his heart, and he deserved it.

Thinking about it, Yu Wenhong's eyes were darkly cold.

No, this man can't stay.

Otherwise, his Qinger will be farther and farther away from him again!

When Yu Wenhong began to figure out the conspiracy in his heart, Xiang Zhong paused for a while, couldn't help coughing lightly, and stepped forward.

Smile: "I don't know why the emperor came to the mansion?"

"Ok?"

Yu Wenhong came back to his senses, and condensed his eyebrows somewhat dissatisfied.

He is the emperor, he comes as he wants, so why should he report to Xiang Zhong?

Just as he was about to refute like this, the man suddenly seemed to think of something, and the corner of his mouth twitched inaudibly.

"I am here today, and I do have important matters to discuss with General Xiang."

Yu Wenhong smiled, flicking his sleeves and holding his hands, some deliberately cast a touch of triumph at Xian Li on the side.

Said, "The Queen Mother has repeatedly proposed to me about the appointment of a concubine..."

"Lord Yin is here—"

Yu Wenhong's words were directly interrupted by a call.

He was stunned, and looked at the source of the call with a bit of error.

Sure enough, I saw his beloved emperor, leading a court lady who was serving by the mother's queen, and walked over slowly.

Except for the emperor, everyone hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Oh, the General Mansion is quite lively today."

Yuwen Yin smiled wickedly like an old fox, and glanced at the group from left to right.

Finally, his eyes fixed on Yu Wenhong.

"Sure enough, the emperor is also here, this king hasn't taken a trip in vain."

The man laughed a few times and raised his eyebrows towards Yu Wenhong, "The emperor, the empress dowager sent people to look for you, saying that there is something important to discuss, please go back to the palace as soon as possible."