Qiutong had already stopped. Seeing this, she jumped up and avoided Xueyan's attack.
Lan Suer's face was not very good-looking, and she could not be defeated and immediately fought side by side with Xueyan.
Qiu Tong frowned and was about to summon the illusion beast when the national master spoke.
"Su'er, come back." The national master said in a deep voice.
When Lan Su'er heard this, she stopped, looked ashamed, lowered her head slightly, and came to the national teacher.
"Master." She shouted softly. She was not arrogant, but she actually lost to a maid. It shows how painful and guilty she felt in her heart.
"Your Highness continues to play, I will say goodbye first." The national master said with a smile.
"National Master, where are you going?" Jiuge asked.
"Just about to enter the palace." The national master looked a little solemn, and he habitually rubbed the wooden stick.
"I'm sorry for the national teacher, the national teacher will move slowly." Jiuge said respectfully.
"The national teacher is moving slowly." Wu Yue and Feng Feili said politely.
"Walk slowly." Qiongying said lightly.
It can be heard that she cherishes her words as much as gold.
The national master nodded and stared at Qiongying with a deep look. This glance was very complicated.
The shadow looked at each other calmly, and the phoenix eyes were deep, and it was a bit mysterious.
The national teacher withdrew his gaze and floated away with Lan Su'er, and disappeared between the plum forest in a short while.
Looking at the scattered plum blossoms in front of me, and the mysterious arrival and departure of the national master, I was no longer in the mood to play.
Seeing that it was getting late, he went back.
"Qiongying, Master Nanxu is willing to tell fortunes for you, why did you refuse?" Wu Yue blinked, as if you didn't cherish it.
"Is that right?" Qiongying didn't care. Usually, no one who plotted on her would end up well.
There was once a master of divination for her, but she was executed by her always indifferent father. Perhaps only her father knew the number of the hexagrams.
Is that right? Wu Yue is depressed. What does she mean? Is she Dongfang Zihan or Han Yueqiongying?
I was speechless all the way, and it was already noon when I passed the street.
Wu Yue didn't know if she had forgotten or was in the mood to buy an umbrella.
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Nanxu Palace.
The great master and Lan Suer came and went smoothly in the palace, and even the imperial concubine and the princess had to give in to three points.
"Su'er, remember, there is heaven beyond heaven, and there is someone beyond man, so don't be arrogant." The national master said earnestly.
"Su'er knows her mistake, and Su'er follows her master's teachings." Lan Su'er lowered her head and felt regretful. She is indeed inferior to others in her skills.
"I can't see you for long." The national teacher looked at Lan Su'er lovingly.
"What are you talking nonsense about, you will definitely live a hundred years old." Lan Su'er was stunned for a moment. Why did Master suddenly say this?
"Hehe, I live a hundred years old." The national teacher laughed loudly. He was just 100 years old this year.
"Master, who is that woman?" Lan Su'er was a little worried, and Jiuge seemed very nervous about the woman.
"Don't pay attention, just do your duty." The national teacher's tone was a little worried.
"Master, what happened?" Lan Su'er was a little panicked. Master always smiled indifferently. Why did he suddenly feel worried?
"Su'er, even if your fate is noble, it is impossible for everything to go well. There are gains and losses. Just face it calmly and never be extreme." The national teacher taught earnestly.
"Su'er knows, but, does Jiuge like that woman?" Lan Su'er looked sad.
In recent years, Jiuge has been lukewarm with her, no longer as close as she was when she was a child, and now she is even a little resistant to her.