After hearing the news, the unhappiness that Zhu Yue felt after sneaking into the general's mansion and seeing Baili Feiyue disappeared.
I was extremely happy in my heart, but I didn't show any composure on my face.
Inside the room, a man was lazily reclining on the couch. He was wearing a large robe made of purple brocade. He was obviously wearing a scary and strange mask, but the figure was still so bright that it stung Zhuyue's eyes, and he had to move his gaze downwards.
, staring at the ground.
With a person like Master, anyone in front of him would be as dim as a particle of dust.
She looked like this every month, that Ling Jing was even less worthy of her master!
But suddenly he remembered what he had just seen in a flash, and Zhuyue raised his head suddenly, "Master, your hand..."
"Well..." Changsun Wuji chuckled casually, without explaining anything. However, he was obviously in a good mood?
However, when he set his sights on Zhuyue, things were different.
Even though he was wearing a mask that completely concealed his face, the mask was specially designed so that others could not see his eyes under the mask, let alone his expression. Month after month, he still felt numb from looking at him.
Even though he had been a secret guard beside his eldest grandson Wuji for many years, he almost felt weak and unsteady on his legs.
Just when Zhuyue's heart was agitated and unexplained, the man spoke slowly, his charming voice without any emotion or waves, "Zhuyue, your current ability to do things makes me doubt whether you are still qualified to continue.
Stay with me."
Zhuyue knelt down with a bang, "Master..."
What does master mean?
Just because of a woman in red, Ling Jing, just because she can't find her, is she going to be dismissed from her job every month?
Or, did the master find out something himself?
Zhuyue couldn't find anyone to be punished, so Zhuyue was fine. When he thought about this other possibility, Zhuyue was so flustered that he could hardly suppress it.
Changsun Wuji glanced at her and said calmly, "I will give you another half month."
"Yes...subordinate, I understand." Zhuyue gritted his teeth.
After Zhui Yue exited, Zhui Feng came in again.
"Master, Sunset has returned to Beijing. He asked his subordinates to tell him that there is something unusual about the garrison in southern Xinjiang." Zhui Feng said respectfully.
The garrison in southern Xinjiang only accounts for 10% of the total military strength of Da Jing, but there are abnormalities that cannot be ignored, because the garrison in southern Xinjiang is a personal guard that Emperor Jing has trained in recent years and is loyal to Emperor Jing.
"Ha," Changsun Wuji chuckled with unknown meaning, "The blood from the palace incident eight years ago has dried to the point that people can forget about it. I, the royal brother, have been in a very high mood lately.
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Zhui Feng also feels that Emperor Jing has been very active recently.
Then he remembered another thing, "Master, regarding the theft of the treasury, Emperor Jing has summoned you to the palace tomorrow."
"I am also about to have a good chat with him." Apparently he didn't take this matter to heart.
Although it had been confirmed long ago, Zhui Feng couldn't help but curse.
So, is the treasury really the work of your master...
He also knew that he shouldn't ask questions that he shouldn't ask. He was about to report other things when the respectful and firm voice of the secret guard came from outside, "Your Highness, the master is handling official business in the study. You can't go in now."
"Go away." The little baby's milky voice was as cold as marrow.
"The responsibilities of my subordinates..."
Before the secret guard finished speaking, there was the sound of a little baby drawing a sword.
Inside the house, Changsun Wuji's eyes under the mask could not tell whether he was happy or angry, and his thin lips were slightly hooked, "Let him come in."
Soon, a little doll dressed in an exquisite black robe walked into the study room and saw the man on his knees. The little doll was also wearing a mask, and the small mouth under the mask was almost pressed into a line.
Zhui Feng exited very wisely and thoughtfully closed the door from the outside.
Only the eldest grandson Wuji and the little baby were left in the house.
"At the palace banquet a few days ago, the emperor gave you the marriage to Miss Ling San. Was it your idea?" The little doll's voice was so soft that it could almost make water squeeze out of your hands, which was an unceremonious question.
Changsun Wuji raised his eyebrows under his mask slightly, "Are you concerned about this?"
"I'm just asking, is that right?" The little doll looked in the direction of his father almost angrily, "Miss Ling San has not offended you, why did you drag her into the muddy waters of the royal family!"
"Chang Sunqing, is this the way you talk to your father?" The man didn't answer, but asked with the words neither light nor heavy. "Looking at you like this, you have a good impression of that Ling Jing. Do you still remember that you three
That mastiff you raised when you were young?”
How could he not remember? It was rare for him to like something.
He unexpectedly got a mastiff and he liked it very much. He played with it every day, so he neglected his martial arts training and study. He lost the martial arts competition to the little shadow guard who accompanied him in martial arts training.
That mastiff...that mastiff finally...
Chang Sunqing still remembered that day, when he lost in the martial arts competition, he originally thought he would be punished. Unexpectedly, the lunch was more sumptuous than usual. There was a lot of meat cooked according to his taste, and the meat that day was much more delicious than what he usually eats.
But, but...
After he finished eating, the man in front of him appeared and asked him with a smile whether the mastiff meat tasted good.
At that moment, he almost scratched his throat and vomited so hard...
The beautiful eyes under the small mask stared at him fiercely, "You...I won't allow you to touch her! If you touch her...I won't let you go!"
Hearing the threat of a little tiger that hadn't even had its deciduous teeth yet, Changsun Wuji found it amusing and chuckled, "Well, I'm really looking forward to your persistence."
The beautiful eyes under the mask lifted slightly, "I heard that you are looking for someone recently?"
Grandson Qing’s tender little Naiyin gritted her teeth, “Are you spying on me?”
"Spying on you?" Changsun Wuji's voice was a little bit disdainful, "I'm teaching you not to leave a tail for others when you do things in the future. You have to know that when you don't have enough ability to protect yourself, some tail is enough.
It's going to kill you."
The conversation changed, and he spoke in a very gentle tone, lazily saying, "It's getting late, and I'm going to rest. Be good, and kneel down."
The little lips under Chang Sunqing's mask moved, but in the end nothing came out.
After the little doll's figure disappeared completely, Changsun Wuji sneered.
The eyes under the mask are as dark as a deep pool, cold and calm, the bridge of the nose is straight and the lower lip is thin and ruthless.
Is there really a mother-child nature in this world?
Ling Jing...do I want to spare your life?
The next day.
Baili Feiyue and Su Yi from the General's Mansion went out very high-profile early in the morning. Even so early, the streets were crowded with young doctors or students in small groups.
Suyi hasn't come out for several days, and everything seems interesting and new.
But I still remember that the main task today is to go to various pharmacies to buy medicinal materials.
The lady is going to participate in the medical competition, so of course she has to buy some medicinal materials and go back to study and study!
Suyi thinks so.
Others in the Ling Mansion also think so.
Except for Baili Feiyue, Ling Sheng, Aunt Bai and Ling Duannian.
Ling Duannian's body was so damaged by old toxins that it couldn't be cured by just a few medicines. It required a lot of medicinal materials, even a lot of medicines that were not commonly used. She participated in the medical association competition, and it was just right. There was no one to buy the medicinal materials openly.