Wu Hushuo returned to the front door of the mansion. Before he could even enter the house to drink hot tea and report the progress to his anxiously waiting wife, he was taken back to the deserted house by the guards who had been waiting for him for a long time.
The seventh master was not here, and neither was the second master. He took a breath and relaxed a little.
To Tao Xiaowei, he still treated her like a queen. Even though she had retired from that position for many years, Wu Hushuo still paid homage according to her old habits.
"National Master, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still the same." Feeling anxious, Tao Xiaowei restrained her mood and greeted him leisurely.
The person who was being punished to kneel next to him was the emperor of the day. Wu Hushuo did not dare to stand up even after receiving permission. He knelt with his legs straight, highlighting the temperament of a loyal minister who was neither arrogant nor humble. This was also the image he always showed in front of outsiders.[
"Madam, I am a little old, but you are still the same as before, as if the last time we saw each other was just yesterday." Compliment is an art. It must not overturn the jealousy of the male host, but also make the female host feel his affection.
To be sincere, the scale must be just right.
Tao Xiaowei was filled with emotion, covering her cheeks with her bare hands, and said calmly, "My son is already so old, how can I not grow old at all? Imperial Master, you are getting better and better at talking."
Wu Hushuo smiled but didn't respond.
Tao Xiaowei's neighbor is Yan Rong, the second master who is well-known as a miracle doctor in the world. He personally orders the nourishing meals for the women every day. The combination is appropriate and exquisite, and supplemented with precious elixirs, it is really
It freezes the appearance of a group of women in the best of times, and remains unchanged as time goes by.
So Wu Hushuo actually did not exaggerate, exaggerating without distinction between black and white.
"National Master, I invite you here this time because I have something I want to ask. I hope you won't hide it." Unlike Yan Xi and Yan Ying's sharp words, Tao Xiaowei's every word was soft and soft, as if there was no force at all, but Wu Hushuo didn't have any.
Don't dare to be negligent. If this mistress is unhappy, she will be more terrifying than the male mistresses.
At this time, Tao Xiaowei called him for the purpose. Wu Hushuo had already guessed most of it, and most likely it was related to the princess's apprentice. Look, the emperor was kneeling beside him as he was being punished. He had to be careful.