Sweet Noble Heir

Jiang Wanbai was stunned when he heard what he said. He thought of the man on the stage of picking stars. If he ignored the familiar face and then linked him with the person he said, it's really nothing strange.

Speaking of the national master, little situ stopped for a moment, and then said angrily, "it seems that he only cares about enjoying the glory and wealth. What the former national master taught did not learn at all. Otherwise, there would be monsters in the capital, which also involved courtiers. As a national master, he didn't know anything about it. It's really hateful!"

"It's not good." Jiang Wanbai nodded his head, put the array plate back, and again handed a piece of jade to the little situ, saying, "plan its position in its position."

The little situ collected the jade and said, "it's a pity that we can't see the emperor, otherwise we will certainly tear him down! In the final analysis, it is not because of the glory of the former national master that he can have the present glory and wealth

"What about master Mingyuan? If master Mingyuan wants to see the emperor, it is still very simple? " Jiang Wanbai asked curiously. Yu Guang caught sight of someone approaching in the yard. As soon as her eyes lit up, she got up and went to the door, "ah hang!"

Now it began to snow again. Qi Qingxing came from the yard wide of the forest. A little snow had fallen on the cloak outside. The green bamboo holding the umbrella could not stop it. After all, the wind was blowing.

"Go and sit by the fire. I'm cold. Don't lean on me." Qi Qingxing side body, hide Kaijiang Wanbai's hand, looking at her seriously.

Jiang Wanbai snorted, knowing that he was afraid of catching cold, so he turned around and sat down by the fire. Qingzhu took his umbrella, closed the door and blocked the cold wind outside. He trotted over to remove the cloak for Qi Qingxing, shook off the snow on it, and hung it beside the stove to dry the moisture.

"What are you talking about?" Qi Qingxing asked.

"It's about the national teacher." Jiang Wanbai took the hot water from the red bean. Qi Qingxing took a sip and looked at her with doubts in his eyes. He said that when he prayed for good luck that morning, Jiang Wanbai looked at the national teacher and there was something wrong with him. Later Qi Qingxing was drunk, and Jiang Wanbai did not mention the teacher again. He left this matter behind. Now he listened to Jiang Wanbai and asked curiously "Does that master look like someone you know?"

At that time, when he saw Jiang Wanbai's reaction, Qi Qingxing had this guess in his mind.

Jiang Wan's head was white, but he didn't think it was necessary to hide it. "He looks like my master."

She looked at Qi Qingxing and saw the worry in his eyes. Instead, Jiang Wanbai laughed and blinked: "don't worry. I know that's not my master."

When she went to see Lu Bian earlier, she learned that the master had been reincarnated and had a good life. That was enough.

No matter whether the master will appear here or not, Jiang Wanbai will not think much about it. What's more, as long as she looks at the master, she will know that it will never be her master.

Qi Qingxing put down his heart and said in a low voice: "very good."

That's good.

While the little situ sat on one side, listening to their words, his face was shocked. The slag master actually looked like Miss Jiang's master?! However, the shock returned to shock, but little situ did not mention it again. He took the jade and calmed down. He did not rush to leave. He also wanted to see how Jiang Wanbai would deal with Lin Kuan's evil spirit.

"By the way, you haven't answered my question." Jiang Wanbai suddenly thinks of it, and then jumps to Qi Qingxing when he just comes in. He turns his head and asks Xiao situ.