But the meaning behind this can be understood even without saying it.
Qin Yichuan resisted this strong sense of oppression and raised his wrist. His dark eyes were unblinking and cold: "Are you confused by the miasma while living in the deep mountains and forests?"
The Imperial Master knew that he had said the wrong thing. He touched his nose in embarrassment, and his aura suddenly weakened. With the intention of trying to please him, he said weakly: "It's not that your recent actions have been a bit too big. What if?"
Well, you think so."
Qin Yichuan suppressed the darkness in his eyes and continued to drink tea: "There are still so many people thinking about me before I die. I will feel sorry if my wishes are not fulfilled."
Finally, he raised his head and looked at the Imperial Master. A flash of madness flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "It's worth having a bunch of people buried with me before I die."
"Well, if you can listen to me and give up all your kung fu, even though you will have difficulty moving in the future, I can save your life by saying less and you can die of old age naturally. Then you can inherit the old man's mantle and pretend to be a good person.
Sir, it’s great to tell fortunes.”
Qin Yichuan looked at him with deep eyes and added: "You might as well just say that I will be paralyzed on the bed for the rest of my life, unable to even exert my strength. What is the difference between this and a dead person?"
The Imperial Master sat down and sighed: "I know what your temper is like, so I won't advise you, but don't go too far."
"It's too much." Qin Yichuan's tone increased and his eyes darkened as he looked at the Imperial Master.
He said treacherous words, but he didn't feel scared at all: "The surname of Beiguo is still Qin, and I haven't changed my surname. If you think it's too much, you can just change it."
"Hey, hey, don't be angry, I just said it casually." The Imperial Master looked at Qin Yichuan's dark and gloomy eyes and his eyes flashed.
Then he changed the subject: "I came to you this time just to ask you about this matter. I am not a god and I know everything."
"What day?" Qin Yichuan did not answer directly, but asked for the answer directly.
"Not yet. I'm not asking you. Do you want to go out that day and wait until you have arranged the things at hand?" Qin Yichuan asked tentatively, looking at him.
Qin Yichuan directly said two words: "It's up to you."
"Hey, you kid, I specifically asked you when you wanted to set off. It was all out of good intentions. You are kind, but you failed to live up to my good intentions." The Imperial Master was disgusted.
Qin Yichuan raised his eyelids and looked at him. He said he didn't care and asked him the question: "Isn't the Imperial Master known as the Immortal? It's good to set off when you think."
"Hmph, that's alright. I'll give you time to go back and arrange the things that need to be arranged. Things are going to change in the north." The vicissitudes of his voice were full of pathos.
Qin Yichuan looked at him puzzled: "When the world changes, the emperor and his ministers change. The only thing that remains unchanged is the surname Qin, so what's the difference?"
In his opinion, these so-called old people are foolish and loyal, but what does this have to do with him.
"You don't understand, forget it, even you young people won't understand this. By the way, after you leave, do you want to take care of your wife? The people around you are not kind." The tone of the conversation suddenly changed again.
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As soon as he said these words, Qin Yichuan's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he would shoot out ice in the next second.
The Imperial Master quickly waved his hand: "I'm not kidding, I'm going to ask someone to pay attention to her safety, although you two are more cunning than the other."
"Just stop meddling in other people's business. When the time comes, your Qin family will still be in power." After Qin Yichuan finished speaking, he shook off his sleeves, stood up, and turned around to leave without hesitation.
The Imperial Master looked at Qin Yichuan's retreating back, with a trace of sadness in his eyes, and sighed heavily: "That's all, descendants will have their own blessings, and I will enjoy the blessings without descendants. It makes sense. I am an old man, so fuck
Why worry?
Qin Fei, your family name is still Qin, it’s none of my business who comes to sit here, the old man keeps his promise and will help you protect your Qin family’s kingdom."