My husband is the future emperor

"No..." Gu Qingcheng opened her mouth and interrupted master Mu's words. Her heart was a little congested. "Master mu, what do you call me an old man? How do you think, you are older than me?"

Master Mu pondered and said, "I'm older than you."

However, he didn't call her old man because of her age. Mu Laozi explained, "master, I call you old man because I respect you."

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

What else?

Master Mu: "master, the Royal King has found you. I'm really happy to see that you're all right."

Just when he said he wanted to worship master, master disappeared. I thought he was master Ke!

Mu Laozi blamed himself for many days.

"Well, it's all right, life is big." Gu Qingcheng smiled.

"Yes, master. You are blessed. You are a blessed man."

Will not die and get out of danger.

The gentleman Lin asked, "I don't know what's wrong with you coming after me?"

Gu Qingcheng's wound is not easy to stand for a long time. Something should be solved quickly. We'll talk about it later.

"I want to go to the imperial capital with my grandson." master Mu glanced at Mu Yu around him and said sincerely.

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

Junzi Lin: "......"

Master Mu's poison skill is superb. He is the object of celebrities from four countries competing for his own use. However, he has guarded the ten thousand Medicine Valley for his family for many years and has never been born. This is well known all over the world.

I suddenly said I was going out today?

Why?

What made him so determined?

Gu Qingcheng and Junzi Lin don't quite understand.

Master Mu seemed to see the confusion of Gu Qingcheng and junzilin. He explained: "I went out to learn poison art from master. The existence of master made me feel that my poison art was very poor and I couldn't stop learning. I want to continue to learn!"

Master Mu's poison technique is actually not bad.

But if he compared poison art with the famous Saint poison hand of the hundred poison sect and the peak existence of the poison art world, he would not be able to compare it.

Gu Qingcheng understands this.

But what surprised her most was that Mu Laozi had such a low attitude in order to continue his study, and that he had not been complacent and open-minded in his own world for many years.

Such an old man is worth her teaching.

"OK!" Gu Qingcheng immediately agreed, "I can take you to continue learning poison art and make your poison art level higher, but..."

"But what?" master Mu thought Gu Qingcheng hesitated because he was afraid he would bring trouble to her life. He immediately promised, "master, if you let me go east, I will go east and never go west. Your words are the imperial edict for me. I will obey them unconditionally. I won't bring any trouble to your life."

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

That's not what she's worried about.

Master Mu looked at his grandson again and motioned him to express his position quickly. Mu Yu said reluctantly, "I won't cause you any trouble."

If he hadn't gone to the imperial capital to find a saint poisonous hand to worship, he wouldn't have followed him to worship any teacher.

Except for the saint poison hand of the hundred poison sect, no one deserves his respect, let alone his high look.

Hum!

Master Mu stared at his grandson.

This boy.

Although he was unwilling to say anything to his face, he was sensible.

"Shifu, you see we both promised, you can rest assured of us!" master Mu said with a ha ha.

Gu Qingcheng shook his head and said, "this is not what I want to say..."

After a pause, she continued: "what I want to say is that I can take you to continue learning poison, but you have to pay for teaching."

What trouble is not trouble? She is not afraid of trouble!

She has to charge tuition.

To make money.

Master Mu didn't expect that master cared about this. He said indifferently, "I don't care much about my family. I have the most money. I pay tuition fees of 100000 liang of silver a year. What do you think, master?"

"100000 liang?" a lot. It's generous to admire the master.

Gu Qingcheng was shocked and couldn't speak.

Master Mu thought Gu Qingcheng felt less, so he didn't speak. He said, "otherwise, it'll be 200000 liang?"

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

Two hundred thousand taels?

Oh

Gu Qingcheng saw a lot of money running towards him.

"Master, are you talking?" master Mu was a little nervous. He hurriedly said, "don't you think you're not talking? Aren't you satisfied? Why don't I add more?"

Knowledge is priceless. No matter how much money you spend on this study, Mr. Mu is willing to take it out.

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

What else?

Mr. Mu spends the money as much as the thatched cottage excretion. He doesn't feel bad at all.

Master Mu really doesn't care. There's a lot of money! He looked at Muyu and said, "Muyu will be influenced by me in the future, so he also has to pay the tuition. In this way, the two of us should pay the tuition of 500000 liang of silver a year!"

Half a million taels of silver?

Gu Qingcheng seemed to see a lot of silver piled up into a hill, waiting for her to get it.

She was stunned and almost fainted because she suddenly got so much money.

After returning to God, she was afraid of Mu's repentance and said, "although this money is not much, Mu's heart is enough, and I saw it. 500000 liang of silver is 500000 liang of silver. I will give everything I know in the future."

Mu Laozi smiled with wrinkles on his face, "great, great, master is going to teach me something!"

Mu yubai glanced at his grandfather and thought: such an old man spent so much money to learn poison from people younger than him?

What's to be happy about?

Isn't it embarrassing?

Poor old man!

But he always uses snacks when learning poison art. Will he need to do this today?

…

With the Mu family's parents and grandchildren fighting each other, Gu Qingcheng and Junzi Lin returned to the imperial capital. They returned to the imperial capital with Tama heartbroken red.

At this time, Dijing has completely entered the muggy summer. The whole sky is like a huge steamer, steaming people whole.

so hot!

It's going to be muggy.

Junzi Lin ordered people to put ice in the carriage, but it was still very hot. He was afraid that Gu Qingcheng's wound would be infected by heat. Junzi Lin took a fan and fanned Gu Qingcheng.

"Qingcheng, take off your coat?" thick clothes covering your body is not good for the wound.

"But..." this is about to arrive at the palace. It's not suitable.

Junzi Lin took care of Qingcheng and took off her two thick outer shirts, leaving only the last layer of tulle coat and the inner bra skirt.

It was much cooler in an instant.

Gu Qingcheng feels much more comfortable.

The gentleman Lin continued to fan and said, "if you go back and change your summer clothes, it won't be so hot. It's all my fault..."