Su Luo didn't even need to look, in fact she could feel that her Nangong was standing opposite her.
The young Imperial Master had his hands clasped behind his back as he walked leisurely up the steps, his expression cold and unattainable.
But when he raised his eyes and saw Su Luo, his expression suddenly became very strange.
He looked at Su Luo, then at Nangong Liuyun who was dressed as an entourage after his disguise, and then at Su Luo, his eyes moving back and forth with great interest in his eyes.
"Hey, are you Su Luo?" The young Imperial Master originally looked cold and distant, and his expression suddenly became richer at this moment. He came closer to Su Luo, and his originally indifferent eyes suddenly became
Confidently: "You are really Su Luo? Right? I guessed it right?"
Su Luo looked at the aloof and god-like young national master in front of her with some confusion.
Is this really the Young Master? Or has she made a mistake?
Su Luo said these words unconsciously.
Uncle Nangong's eyes flashed: "Why am I not a young national master? Why am I not a young national master? Of course I am a young national master!"
Su Luo looked at him in confusion. What she didn't say was, why is the young national master... different from what he imagined?
The young national master smiled and approached Su Luo: "Hey, little girl, do you miss someone? Hey, do you want my national master to help you? Hey, come and beg me, come and beg me."
Su Luo looked at the young imperial master speechlessly.
The young Imperial Master was still chattering: "Please beg me quickly, beg me quickly, beg me quickly."
The young national master who was as cold as an iceberg a moment ago turned into a funny young man at this moment, and even blinked at Su Luo, his peach blossom eyes gleaming.
Su Luo was completely speechless and looked at Nangong Liuyun.
Nangong Liuyun helplessly spread his hands... When he first saw the funny attributes of the young national master, it took him a while to get used to it.
Su Luo waved her hand towards the young Imperial Master: "I'm sorry, I admitted the wrong person."
Su Luo waved while holding up her skirt and walked up the jade steps of Chongyun Palace.
The young national master looked very hurt and followed Su Luo step by step: "Hey, little girl, why are you walking so fast? What do you mean by admitting the wrong person? You didn't admit the wrong person! I am really the young national master. If so,
Guaranteed exchange, I am a child without deception, believe it or not, I can really change that person."
The young Imperial Master was chattering endlessly and patting his chest in assurance.
At this moment, Eunuch Gao from the Chongyun Hall quickly walked out and greeted him hurriedly: "Master Imperial Master, you are finally here! And Miss Su! You are finally here too! Your Majesty has been urging me!"
Eunuch Gao rushed down with a flattering smile and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
When the young Imperial Master looked at Eunuch Gao, he who was licking his face and leaning towards Su Luo suddenly drew back, straightened his back, put his hands on his back, and coughed twice.
The originally funny Uncle Nangong suddenly transformed into a cold and holy young national master. His indifferent gaze swept across Eunuch Gao's face, like a cold wind passing by, making people shudder.
"Invite the Imperial Preceptor, please invite the Imperial Preceptor first." Eunuch Gao stood aside and bowed ninety degrees, extremely respectful.
"Yeah." The young Imperial Master snorted coldly, looking extremely arrogant.
He folded his hands and strutted past Su Luo with his head held high, as if he had turned a blind eye to Su Luo, a girl with a peerless appearance.