"The tenth day of next month! So soon!" It's already eighteen now, and it's only about twenty days until the tenth day of next month.
This time is simply not enough.
"Miss Lu is not willing to marry the Seventh Prince?" The Imperial Master's voice finally had a slight ups and downs, but he still did not look back at her.
Lu Qingqing was very curious about what this national master looked like, but it was a pity that he always wore a mask.
"It's not that I don't want to marry the Seventh Prince, it's just that I still have some things to do, so I don't want to get married so quickly." Lu Qingqing responded slowly.
Suddenly an idea struck him, and he remembered something. With a smile on his lips, he asked easily: "National Master, you are so powerful, then you can calculate, when was the first time I met the prince?"
If the Imperial Master could also speak out about this issue, she would be convinced by him.
Because she was the only one who knew about what happened on the mountain, not even Baili Fenghua.
But the Imperial Master smiled slowly: "Miss Lu, I am a human being, not a god!"
Naturally, Baili Fenghua would not answer Lu Qingqing's question stupidly, because from her tone, he knew that even he himself must not have known about their first meeting.
He would not say this before he was truly sure.
"But you can calculate my arrival tonight, the reason for my coming, and when Baili Fenghua and I will get married. How could you not calculate this?" Lu Qingqing pressed forward, trying to force out the National Master's flaws.
Come.
"Miss Lu, you are a question mark yourself!"
"Why am I a question mark?" Lu Qingqing looked distraught when she heard the Imperial Master's words.
"Miss Lu, with all due respect, if I calculated correctly, you do not belong to this body in the first place?" The national master finally turned his head and said slowly.
"What?" Lu Qingqing heard the Imperial Master's words and stared at him with surprise in her eyes.
No one but her knew that she had traveled through time to this body.
Naturally, it is impossible for this national master to know. Could it be that he is really a master from this world and has the power to predict the world?
While in shock and doubt, she calmed down and said, "Master, I don't know what you are talking about!"
Baili Fenghua looked at her calmly. Although she rejected his words, the surprise in her eyes just now was all caught in his eyes.
This was just his guess, but he didn't expect it to be confirmed at this moment.
His lips were slightly raised, but he said slowly and calmly: "Miss Lu naturally knows better than me what is going on, but Miss Lu can rest assured that I will not explain things that should not be explained."
"National Preceptor, who are you?" Lu Qingqing's face was extremely cold, and she stared at the Imperial Preceptor sharply.
The silver needle is already in the palm of your hand, ready to be sent out at any time.
She could not predict whether keeping such a person would be a blessing or a curse, but her heart was telling her at this moment.
This person must be killed.
If someone knew that he had traveled through time, it would be a big trouble.
Especially if this national master wants to use this against himself...
Baili Fenghua also saw the murderous intent hidden in her eyes, and still had a faint smile on her lips.
He was not surprised by her murderous intention.
But he is very curious, what is her true identity?
How did she become such a civet cat and become a prince? He couldn't find out if she was so unaware.
